Reading a book (Stryker, Bobby Andrews) that has this description of the Texas landscape:
...the terrain was so flat you could spend a week watching your dog run away.
...the terrain was so flat you could spend a week watching your dog run away.
I love a good wordsmith
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Truth..
In Texas, you can see on Monday who's coming to dinner on Friday.
..........and decide to leave..........
My favorite one is about Lubbock:
"You can be on one side of town and see clear to the other side. If you stand on a soup can you can see the back of your head".
"You can be on one side of town and see clear to the other side. If you stand on a soup can you can see the back of your head".
In your case, the back of your knees....
If get up on a soup can ...you still won’t be able to see over the hood of a low rider car
Middle finger emoji headed yalls way!
This is God’s country kids
This is God’s country kids
Yeah, if you like living inside an oven...
We must have a different God ..
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Don't doubt that about the dog,,,,,,
Some of my memories of living in North Texas (Canyon, just south of Amarillo) include:
- when driving, knowing that if you saw trees, there was a house--they there both were few and far between
-corn fields that went as far as you could see
-actually drove through "Hell", still have a pic of the road sign somewhere
- if driving at night you'd the next town's lights---for like an hour
- have actually been mudded--it rained Mud! (not fun, was driving at the time, looked a swarm of bees coming)
-looking out the door of our apartment and seeing 5 different funnel clouds on the horizon in an approaching storm
- another time--a day in May, from the same storm---big rain, lots of hail, and then 2 inches of snow with flakes so big, they didn't fall, they plopped
- lots more, but also many of the nicest folks you'd want to meet.
Some of my memories of living in North Texas (Canyon, just south of Amarillo) include:
- when driving, knowing that if you saw trees, there was a house--they there both were few and far between
-corn fields that went as far as you could see
-actually drove through "Hell", still have a pic of the road sign somewhere
- if driving at night you'd the next town's lights---for like an hour
- have actually been mudded--it rained Mud! (not fun, was driving at the time, looked a swarm of bees coming)
-looking out the door of our apartment and seeing 5 different funnel clouds on the horizon in an approaching storm
- another time--a day in May, from the same storm---big rain, lots of hail, and then 2 inches of snow with flakes so big, they didn't fall, they plopped
- lots more, but also many of the nicest folks you'd want to meet.
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