Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Serious Archaeologists do anything to preserve the wood.
(This one comes from Sev saying "do anything to preserve the wood!" as we extracted a beam from a post hole, which made this very Unserious Archaeologist giggle. Though not as much as when a visitor to the site later asked the hilarious question, "Did you get all that wood out of that hole?" ...Yes. Yes we did.)
(This one comes from Sev saying "do anything to preserve the wood!" as we extracted a beam from a post hole, which made this very Unserious Archaeologist giggle. Though not as much as when a visitor to the site later asked the hilarious question, "Did you get all that wood out of that hole?" ...Yes. Yes we did.)
Monday, June 27, 2011
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Friday, June 24, 2011
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Once, I lived by the river
I wake up to your simple song with each new morning
You sing me sleepward when the nighttime pulls me down...
I miss you, Hondo
So come and wrap your watery arms around me, river
And I'll forget that I ever loved another
You call me sweeter, hold me tighter, pull me under
And I miss your ice embrace within the desert
You're always changing
in the same soothing formations
Someday steps will follow words and I'll return.
I wake up to your simple song with each new morning
You sing me sleepward when the nighttime pulls me down...
I miss you, Hondo
So come and wrap your watery arms around me, river
And I'll forget that I ever loved another
You call me sweeter, hold me tighter, pull me under
And I miss your ice embrace within the desert
You're always changing
in the same soothing formations
Someday steps will follow words and I'll return.
Monday, June 20, 2011
"Oh, won't you meet me where the crazy horse catches your eye
where you can't fit any more dirt on me or more stars in the sky
my heart is full of joy sure as my feet are full of spines
for three short sweet weeks when the old mill I called mine"
--from "Meet Me At The Mill," an original song by a Serious Archaeologist [in training].
where you can't fit any more dirt on me or more stars in the sky
my heart is full of joy sure as my feet are full of spines
for three short sweet weeks when the old mill I called mine"
--from "Meet Me At The Mill," an original song by a Serious Archaeologist [in training].
Seriously Important Fact: fresh-from-the-fryer handmade doughnuts only cost 70 cents at Michael's Kitchen. OH BOY!
http://www.michaelskitchen.com/
http://www.michaelskitchen.com/
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Friday, June 17, 2011
Thursday, June 16, 2011
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