Yeah, he was from Chicago. When he moved to San Antonio, he just couldn’t believe it could be in the 50s one day and the 90s the next. It was my grandmother and the Mexican food (assuredly in that order) that kept him in SA. 🙂
Exactly. My grandpa said that in the Dakotas and Montana it was an hour. He liked to tell the story of the time the temps dropped so quickly a black bird froze to a branch and spun in the wind. 😉
My comments seem to be disappearing into thin air. Just wanted to let you know that your photo is very interesting…I love the different shapes, textures and colors.
That’s what drew me to it. I got the appreciation for such things from my dad. He sent me a similar shot last week from his neck of the woods. I don’t think I can add a photo to a commemt…
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“Chili today, hot tamale.”
<> Apologies, but my grandad just loved that line.
Ha! I hadn’t heard that one. Sounds like your grandad was familiar with weather like our current week 😉
Yeah, he was from Chicago. When he moved to San Antonio, he just couldn’t believe it could be in the 50s one day and the 90s the next. It was my grandmother and the Mexican food (assuredly in that order) that kept him in SA. 🙂
“If you dont like the weather, wait a day,” we say here in Missouri.
Great photograph!
Exactly. My grandpa said that in the Dakotas and Montana it was an hour. He liked to tell the story of the time the temps dropped so quickly a black bird froze to a branch and spun in the wind. 😉
My comments seem to be disappearing into thin air. Just wanted to let you know that your photo is very interesting…I love the different shapes, textures and colors.
That’s what drew me to it. I got the appreciation for such things from my dad. He sent me a similar shot last week from his neck of the woods. I don’t think I can add a photo to a commemt…