Summer’s First Sunset

2018 Summer sunset

Spring-like temperatures stole the show on this first day of Summer.

Summer Solstice sunset

The average temperature for June 21 is 86°, but the 68°

we reached today is plainly ass-backwards.

Sunset ends Summer's first day 2018

The Summertime Blues shall have to wait, since 

Spring came so unfashionably late.

Sunset chimes

Photographs by Uncle Tree

“Stay safe, folks!”

Keith

 

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A Tribute To My Nephew

Richard Alexander Watson

“Fly high, dear nephew! And say Hi to your dad,

and my dad, and the rest of our heavenly family for me. Will ya?”

Alex's Ninja

You see, Alex, 23, bought this motorcycle a couple of months ago.

Alex's cross/memorial

He went on to meet his Maker just a ways beyond this cross.

Uncle Tree and Alex's cross

I work for Kawasaki, and I stand for Uncle Tree.

No need to imagine how I felt. 

A good turnout for Alex's memorial cross placement

The trail of tears ended here on Highway 210, near Richmond, Missouri.

Alex's riding friends -- Fly High

Friends and family showed up by the numbers, which made me quite proud.

An angel in the midst

An angel in the midst is always a comforting sign.

Burnin' for Alex

Burning one for Alex made for a righteously appropriate goodbye.

Smokin' tires and blowing trees

Blowing trees is like smoking tires —

they both end up taking you to the place you’d rather be.

Alex's Nismo 370z

Alex’s Nismo 370z did likewise, but now it remains as part of his legacy,

Alex's skateboards, shoes, and flowers at Thurmon Funeral Home

as do his skateboards and tennis shoes, and the beautiful arrangements.

“Thank you, Lord, for blessing us with such a sweet boy.”

Alex Watson

Richard Alexander Watson

Richard Watson

Richard Lee Watson

11/23/65 — 9/17/12

Billy Lee Watson

Billy Lee Watson

8/24/31 — 6/25/16

Keith Alan Watson

Keith Alan Watson

Uncle Tree

 

Born To Fry

Uncle Tree's catfish

It reached 99° here yesterday!

Boats close call

By one degree, we beat the record high set in 1912.

Blue Heron at Branched Oak Lake

For comparison’s sake, last year the high was 76°.

Branched Oak Lake family

On or off the water, everyone was hot to trot.

Seagulls and sailboats

Seagulls seem to celebrate the heated debate.

Sunset on Branched Oak Lake

Still, at the end of the day, there’s no better place to be.

Uncle Tree

Photographs by Uncle Tree

Branched Oak Lake

Lincoln, Ne.

Once Familiar, Once Removed

Our Heart Bush

The Heart Bush was once familiar, then all at once it was removed.

The Burning Heart Bush

Probably not moved elsewhere, nay.

Most likely mowed down to the ground for pity’s sake!

Hearts On Fire

Why in God’s name would they do such a thing, you ask?

Me, too. Good question!

Jupiter and the bloody Moon

We’ll have to ask the groundskeeper at

The Highlands Golf Course in Lincoln, Nebraska.

Highlands Golf Course

“I mean, really! How low can you go?”

Uncle Tree

Mother’s Amusement

Spring trees flowering

She’d call me into the parlor

to come and sit by her side

I always knew what she wanted

the joy that came from her pride

 

Mother alone possessed the keys

caught off-guard by her fingers

Chopsticks, I’d play beside her knees

Still the memory lingers

 

We sang a song by The Beatles

those insects with many hands

She said The Band had just arrived

they’d come to invade our lands

 

Music would roll from whence we played

I feigned to sing harmony

We rocked the clock; in time we stayed

The Stones were too old for me!

Out our front door

Uncle Tree

“Happy Mother’s Day!”

♫ ♪ ♫