Thistles, Butterflies & Memories of Dad

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“Die when I may, I want it said by those who knew me best that I always plucked a thistle and planted a flower where I thought a flower would grow.”(Abraham Lincoln) It’s thistle season in Kentucky. They grow well here, rain or drought. Actually they grow a little thicker when there’s a dry spell. That’s because when the rains …

Buzzing about a New Winner

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Last week’s Mystery Picture And so we see the rest of the picture. Most of you guessed it right off the bat. Well, you guessed the bee anyway. A few of you didn’t see the daisy but nearly all of you recognized that bee. Sometimes the mystery picture is hard and sometimes not. And the fun part is that different …