Margaret Hamilton, the Wicked Witch of the West from the 1939 film of the Wizard of Oz, lived in my apartment building—we're talking sixty plus years ago. A friend of mine use to trick or treat in the building. Apparently, Hamilton gave out candies in a wrapper that said WWW. Those initials mean something different nowadays. Witches are sexy but Margaret Hamilton looked nothing like that cartoon LOL.Had a pretty good thunderstorm roll in today around 13:30, with tornado warnings broadcasting over the radio. So, (because I saw lightening) I lowered the boom, took a late lunch, and loaded up my Savinelli 611 Tundra smooth w/ Gawith Hoggarth & Co...and waited for it to pass. Sometimes I wish a tornado would whisk me off to OZ where I could meet the Wicked Witch of the West and maybe have a fling or a long lasting romance. I've always found her attractive for some reason...View attachment 143757View attachment 143758View attachment 143759View attachment 143760View attachment 143761
Sounds like you might have a lifetime supply of firewood. Nothing like building a fire with wood from your own lot.PS 83 Amsterdam, which I haven't seen offered for a while, in a Savinelli rusticated Oom-Paul/Hungarian in the Hercules series. This blend has definitely mellowed and harmonized better in the jar since May 2019. The biggest oak on my lot lost a major limb yesterday evening. No big thundering boom; it landed on the leafy end and is standing heavy-end up. The crew will come tomorrow afternoon to ease it to the ground and saw it up. I'd guess it could be a half ton of oak propped up by a spindly dogwood tree. I'm giving it wide berth.
@edger get well soon mate and stay safe !No smoking for me for days what with a bad cold exacerbated by three wild fires that surround us. The smoke gets us regardless of the wind shifts, dammit. I find myself fondling an empty pipe, but don’t dare fill and light it.