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I always thought bath temperature rain occurred in the tropics or perhaps Deep South. If and when we get into deep heat, and showery rains I’m definitely going to try to feel it. Probably need a gentle rain that drifts down in the already warmer air. As always .....

A good place to see creations palette, thank you. As always .....

It’s good to be happy in the rain. It makes drying off a lot easier. As always .....

How sad, the thought of a diminished star field, an unintended victim of us. I remember a May spring night. I and couple of school chums were sitting on boulders in a Johnson County field just south of the Ozark National Forest. It was 1968 and a warm tranquil clear night. No beer. Johnson County was a Dry County. No girls because, even though it was Friday the girls dorm curfew still kicked in at 8:30pm. I beLieve Saturday went to 9:30 and Sunday was rolled back to 7:30 with chaperoned parlor visiting privileges for a little longer .You don’t want to ask about Mon to Thur. We just watched the star show Having grown up in the Dyer Heights, Bay Ridge/Fort Hamilton neighborhoods of Brooklyn stargazing was not a memorable experience, except on July 4th, depending on which of us was able to get the best stuff. To this day I’m still surprised I can count to ten using both hands. The star gazing in that Ark field will never be forgotten, I even viewed my first shooting stars. They were frequent, it seemed to me. I recall seeing two cross. Sad to lose that to progress but it won’t be denied. Rather than squawking about it I should try to transport these old bones to place where I might see it again. At least I can still sit in the dark, close my eyes and remember. As always ....

Could the State generate an after hours park permit for those whose skills necessitate it’s use? Just a thought, as always ........

A logical solution and inexpensive will certainly be the least attractive. As always.....

I visited your site several times, it’s very well done, thank you. Ah, Summer Banter already. The clock just keeps on ticking. As always .....

Many happy returns. Rain will never douse your candles. Snow, well maybe ....... as always

The lyrics to the song, “June Is Busting Out All Over” from the musical Carousel is an apt description for this years Spring. As always....

How can you say that, after spending the entire day hitting a little ball, with a club, through grass, weeds, sand, trees and finally water. All that to make it disappear into an almost invisible hole. You know I believe your right, the heck with golf, stick to the sport of Moderating. It’s much more satisfying. You also can’t lose.

Wow! Beer drinking in a water hazard while looking for his lost balls. He’s good. As always .....

Going after balls in the water hazard sure did a job on his lucky shirt. As always ....

Hubcaps aren’t doing to well either. As always ....

If only the water hazards weren’t at flood stage. As always .....

Thank you for the find. I must confess it did take me awhile to get down to the beginning of the sounding explanation. I did read it through and will need a number of re-reads and an actual application attempt before I am sure if anything stuck. Oh, one other thing, if she ever posts on the forum, her avatar will give Forky’s a run for the money. As always ....

A year before I was born and 14 years before the mid air collision over the narrows. My father used to call one of the skyline scrappers the green building. Growing up, I remember it’s pinnacle was somehow green lit. I wonder if that was the one? As always ...

A pity CPK never used it. As always ....

Forky is incapable of Sadism. Considering his statement, in combination with his profession, I’d say it’s more likely Masochism. As always ....

Sadly the end result is still the same. As always ....

Forky’s playroom. As always....

I was coming up out of the F lines Bergen Street station, the rain was coming down and I saw a fellow who looked to be up in my age range. He was holding a bottle of, possibly wine. He and the bottle had seen better days, weeks, months and years. Not that i look that much better, mind you. What impressed me was his hands. They were working hands. No softness and they had a look of grip strength to them. He wasn’t asking for anything and looking at his old style backpack leaning against the wall he had everything he owned with him. He stood there with his bottle, bothering no one, looking soulfully at the rain. I thought of him when I heard the Apple wine song. There but for the grace of God go we. As always ...

A great suggestion for the winter. Many more potential and deserving candidates. As always .......

Ours lives in Gracie Mansion. As always .....

That’s what you get for falling off the wagon. As always .....

The sun just made an appearance in Bay Ridge. Long enough to cast a shadow. We should let Forky know. As always ....