Please don't tell us that seasonal Victorian carton is captioned "The Turkey Meets the Buzzard"!
What special treats did you and Bev give the cats? Will we get photos of those four-legged turkeys getting stuffed? I hope a great, warm, thankful time was had by all. Cheers!
Cheers to you, too! We had ham, and the kitties got some, but not enough to bloat them. Excellent ham--from a local meat store, since the supermarket variety tends to be terrible.
Maybe some cat photos for Christmas. I'll try to get some herd shots the next time we give them treats. The pics are two illustrations from a very silly Thanksgiving story (from the magazine pictured) that I won't even attempt to describe. Totally weird. The teacher ends up eating the bird and sending the feathers, etc. to the owner of the bird. Something which I doubt schoolteachers of the 1890s engaged in very often.
Until I started collecting 19th century children's mags, I had no idea how bizarre some of the stories and poems were. Let's just say the 1900s weren't the 2000s (and vice versa).
A belated Happy Thanksgiving from over here. I must admit I now rarely visit since you gave up posting music, but I stopped by to offer Stanley Black's version of the Grand Canyon Suite, just in case you don't already have it. Enjoy.
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Happy Thanksgiving, Lee!
Please don't tell us that seasonal Victorian carton is captioned "The Turkey Meets the Buzzard"!
What special treats did you and Bev give the cats? Will we get photos of those four-legged turkeys getting stuffed? I hope a great, warm, thankful time was had by all. Cheers!
Kind regards,
A. Gene Childe
Cheers to you, too! We had ham, and the kitties got some, but not enough to bloat them. Excellent ham--from a local meat store, since the supermarket variety tends to be terrible.
Maybe some cat photos for Christmas. I'll try to get some herd shots the next time we give them treats. The pics are two illustrations from a very silly Thanksgiving story (from the magazine pictured) that I won't even attempt to describe. Totally weird. The teacher ends up eating the bird and sending the feathers, etc. to the owner of the bird. Something which I doubt schoolteachers of the 1890s engaged in very often.
Until I started collecting 19th century children's mags, I had no idea how bizarre some of the stories and poems were. Let's just say the 1900s weren't the 2000s (and vice versa).
A belated Happy Thanksgiving from over here. I must admit I now rarely visit since you gave up posting music, but I stopped by to offer Stanley Black's version of the Grand Canyon Suite, just in case you don't already have it. Enjoy.
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