Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Thistle and a memory

Never can resist thistle....I don't remember ever seeing it as big in Tennessee.  But back then I may not have noticed the beauty of it.  Then again, maybe it didn't get as tall as around here.

One thing I am simply amazed at is in Tennessee, morning glories were as much a pest, as they were flowers.  Don't get me wrong, my mom usually grew some as flowers.  But oh, what a pest in the garden and in the tobacco and corn!   They would take over a garden if left alone.  I would love to know the reason for the difference.

I was watching an old episode of Friends the other night.  In it Chandler and Joey had a little butting of heads over who had the right to sit in a chair.

I had not thought of it in years, but we used to get in arguments similar to this when we were kids.  I don't know why we argued over a seat...but I can so remember arguing about a place being 'my seat'--I can remember saying 'Mom, make him move.  I was sitting there.'   I think mom ignored us when it came to that stuff.  And I can't remember why we would argue over a seat, unless it was us wanting a seat at the end of the couch.  I don't even remember which brother I argued with...and actually think some of them would claim a seat as theirs, too.