JUN 13, 23 .. SOMETIMES ..
10:30pm, Monday Evening June the 12th, 2023
More often than not, during any given day, I will idly “wonder” to myself during the day, “What on earth am I going to publish this evening?”
Sometimes (yes it does happen but not too often) I tell Patti that “I want to go over to our laptop and write for awhile NOW!”
THAT just happened. And so here I am (Captain tonight was the night you wanted to get to bed before 12 o’clock midnight!).
Yes, this Post is also supposed to be, at least a little bit of, fun.
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Isn’t Google, Isn’t the Internet, Isn’t Wikipedia, Isn’t it ALL far beyond amazing?
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Patti and I, while sitting on our living room couch just now, idly, without thinking, “locked our little fingers”. I asked Patti, “When little girls lock their little fingers what do they call it?” Patti was not absolutely positive. She thought it meant to promise.
So I “Googled” .. “When little girls lock their little fingers.”
Here is what came up!
About 71,100,000 results (0.46 seconds)
Pinky swear
Wikipedia
https://en.wikipedia.org › wiki › Pinky_swear
What does locking pinky fingers mean? It is a Pinky Swear or a Pinky Promise – Wikipedia
To make a pinky promise, or pinky swear, is a traditional gesture most commonly practiced amongst children involving the locking of the pinkies of two people to signify that a promise has been made.
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Patti what was it your family just texted us about the art of listening? Something about deciding whether a person who has come to you with an “issue” wants to be helped, heard or hugged.
Well Suzanne Clothier quoted a New York Times article about this in which Helen M. Herrero Lamuedra, a mental fitness coach and advisor, wrote an “outstanding” New York Times article.
https://suzanneclothier.com/a-simple-question-heard-helped-or-hugged/
I hope you’ll take a look at the above link. It is really interesting.
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WHAT ON EARTH
When a pair of wild, long legged, tall and gangly birds, suddenly showed up on our front lawn this past Saturday the 10th of June, our “Birder Friend Gullible” confirmed that indeed they are Sandhill Cranes. This was a first ever, ever, EVER, in Patti’s 60 years of living in Anchorage that she has seen Cranes on the ground strolling around, not the least bit concerned with me photographing them!
More on them later in a future blogspot Post.
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Dad! You promised me over a week ago that in a future Post,
You would introduce me to your followers. /s/ Little Bunny.
I sure did Little Bunny. I sure did and I still plan to do so.
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A Promise Made To Myself IS a Debt Unpaid.
And today I promised myself that I would be in bed tonight before, or close to, 12 o’clock midnight.
Cap and Patti
You betcha! This afternoon and this evening, Patti and I were “glued” to Game 5 of the NBA Finals. In a “real nail biter”, after forty seven years (47) of trying, The Denver Nuggets WON the NBA CHAMPIONSHIP !!
- JUN 12, 23 .. A PHOTO OF A REAL, NO NONSENSE, ALASKA WOODSMAN
- JUN 14, 23 .. I WAS WALKING IN OUR LOCAL WALMART STORE ..
Cap and Patti, my good friends! Thank you from the bottom of my heart! Your blogs never cease to amaze me! Your gift of writing meticulously detailing all that enters your cranium and your life are fascinating! Your thoughts are deep and pensive! We all appreciate that your globe trekking exploits and sharing with us all where and what is going on in your lives. And your talent and dedication to put pen to paper is vast and endless. And with Patti’s amazing talents as partner and proof reader are priceless! (she noticed ‘the bird pictures were not included prior to publishing! lol ) This is why I signed on to being a follower of your adventures almost 2 decades ago! And you’ve never disappointed! Keep bringing it my good friends.
And, please never stop calling when there are 5secs left on the game clock and two teams have just concluded a ‘heart-stopping’ thriller! What a game it was!
Ps….Jo B has had the sandhill cranes parading in her condo commons for a few wks!
Lovingly,
Michael
Michael, your caring, and your support dating back over many years, along with that of others via such amazing comments as this one is truly .. The Wind Beneath Our Wings! By The Way Michael, Jo B lives almost next door to us. Nice to know she is seeing them also. Thank You Michael so very much for being such a supporter! Cap and Patti
Sandhill cranes are common in Florida, further south from Tallahassee. I was unaware of their wide range until your post, which led me to look at Audubon’s site, which says, “Sandhill Cranes nesting in north migrate long distances (some cross the Bering Straits every spring and fall, en route to and from nesting grounds in Siberia). Those from the southern part of the main breeding range, in the northern and western parts of the Lower 48 states, migrate shorter distances; in recent years they have shown a trend toward migrating later in fall and earlier in spring, and some are now overwintering farther north than in the past. Populations nesting in Mississippi, Florida, and Cuba do not migrate.” And their migration map shows them getting into Alaska about this time of year.
Thanks for your very interesting and informative comment complete with an informational link Linda. My website does not accept links in comments because I can’t monitor them all yet I am responsible for what is on my website. When I do a blogspot Post about the cranes I may include your link. The cranes really are characters Linda. Smiling .. Cap and Patti
What does it mean when little boys lock pinkies?
You are so fortunate to have seen the cranes up close.
Neither of us have a clue about little boys locking their pinkies! As a one time little boy, I NEVER did this nor did any of my friends. But yes we knew the girls were doing it. That’s why I asked Patti (once a little girl) about it when we two did it.
The cranes showed absolutely no fear of us. They approached us looking curious as to what we are!! We’ve seen them again a second time with them again having NO fear of us! Thanks Gullible! Cap and Patti