Saturday, May 31, 2014

Melted Candle

This candle is melted, but it's not from being afire. Even I wouldn't light it so close to my garage with my two vintage Jaguars... ok, my SUV and Elenka's Maxima. I can dream can't I? You'll give me that, right? It was the brutal sun against this garage wall, that did the dastardly deed. Speaking of sun, if you enjoy roller coasters, you'll love the weather the last couple of weeks in May here. Last weekend we must have seen showers and streaks of sun off and on about 15-20 times. It was the strangest of Memorial weekends. Let me see. I'm looking into my crystal ball right now. Today 60s chance of showers, Tomorrow 70s. Monday 80s. Things seem to be looking up as June breaks, but don't get your hopes up, if you are in the vicinity of southern Maine.
As the recording offers-----
"Make sure hands and feet are in the coaster at all times."
"Secure hats and sunglasses."
"Not responsible for lost wallets."
click, click, click, click, click...
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!


15 comments:

  1. A great image with a perfect background!

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  2. 80 sounds perfect right about now.

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  3. It looks like that would be a perfect container for a small plant.

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  4. The red on the door is like an echo from the rust ..
    To answer to your question: the pigs were made of cheese . "Caciocavallo" is a special cheese made from a very fat and perfumed milk , in some parts of Italy .

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  5. Never let the candle burn down from both ends. Especially if you're holding it in the middle. Your weather sounds nice. If you want more consistency you could move your Jags down this way. It's 90 degrees or better every day for a week with a chance for thunder boomers in the afternoon. And the chance usually becomes reality. Which means you cut the grass twice a week. And trim the bushes/hedges. And look for tulips.

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  6. Yes, it must be spring in the Dakotas. Ninety degrees yesterday with full sun, 70 and rain today. Only garden plants and lawns could love these swings in weather. You could have a classic Jaguar in the garage, but you would need a full time mechanic on retainer to keep it running. I'll stick to my MG, thank you very much.

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  7. In the dark ages, when I was in college (Edinboro, Pa) I had the opportunity to drive an XKE Jag and can understand why you would want one. If I was loaded with dough, now I would like a new sedan...white with a natural brown leather interior. I used to think cars were so important...my first was an Austin Healy 3000. Sure wish it was sitting in my driveway now. Heck, when we moved to our farm I started driving trucks so I could pull a horse trailer. First a Dodge Ram Miser (stick) and then a 3/4 ton Chevy. Loved the view. Times have changed, no more horse trailer, no more trucks. My current car is a used Escape...does the trick.
    We still have more to plant in our gardens. Lucky you finishing up. It's a beautiful day here...around 70...just the way I like it. Have a great weekend.

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  8. i won't even use glass ornaments out in my yard because i'm afraid the hot texas sun would start a fire glinting off them. no use for candles, here. :)

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  9. Over here on this side of the country, I love the alternating sun/rain/cloudy. You never know and the only pain about it is having to lug around a jacket in case of rain and it turns out to be 90.

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  10. I had the same thing happen to some candles I had in lanterns on my back porch. I need to remember to bring them in after using them.

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  11. Nice shot!

    Regarding tomorrow: if all else fails, photograph a bar of Zest soap.

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  12. I like the lantern photo. And I think we had all of that changeable weather just today down here!

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  13. The heat in Mumbai is so bad that an almost dead tree had its upper branches on fire!

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  14. Hard right now to imagine the sun being warm enough here in Maine to melt a candle. . . . but I remember sweltering last July . . .

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