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Tuesday, December 3, 2024

septic tanks and drain fields

 I can always tell that Beagles is ok because he likes my paintings on fb, usually on a Sunday, and I assume that he can tell I am okay because I make those posts every Monday.

I can't find the incomplete sentence which he cites, but I am wondering about the last line on his post:  happend totop

My post was going to be about the feeling that my people are in charge sometimes and sometimes it feels like Beagle's people THEY are running things.  I was thinking of how I feel lately like an alien presence has taken charge.  Well Trump yes, and his merry band of savages, but what about the murky folks in the hinterlands that put him there.  Why did they do this, what do they want?  

I started it with my Berkely Barb selling days and was going to trace the events between then and now, but I only got as far as my days in Southern Illinois when it was getting late in the morning for me and I titled it with the 1, and was thinking I would continue it with 2, but I never got any kind of response and it was like when you are talking to somebody else and think that your conversation is sparkling and informative and then you look up and you see that they have left the room.


But wait, septic tanks.  I have been out in the country and seen them and talked to people who use them.  But not in much depth because, you know, icky.  I understand when you flush out in the country it goes down some pipe and then into some tank which is sometimes buried and sometimes standing out there in the open, like Pancho's gun, for all the honest world to see.  There are some chemicals in there that I guess sweeten the liquid, and then what?  I know it goes somewhere, but where?  I guess a pump makes sense, but the idea of a drain plain is intriguing.  How far away is it.  Is it a foul smelly plain where no plant dares to raise its head, or it full of luxuriant, well-fed flora.

Mr Google is pulling on my shoulder whispering of information just a few clicks away, but I would rather hear it from Beagles in his storytelling manner. 


I will respond to Old Dog's comments on misposting that watercolor post soon with a long and meandering and mostly pointless recount of my Artistic Journey.  Stay tuned.


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