tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524464.post8481810343417383114..comments2024-01-29T18:03:55.225-07:00Comments on Sally Cruikshank: Colonial WomenUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524464.post-42822077824755230042008-10-05T16:45:00.000-06:002008-10-05T16:45:00.000-06:00artistic minds think the darndest things. One tim...artistic minds think the darndest things. One time I was on a hike with Jon and Dinah in a canyon stream and thought I saw a baby Orca in front of us. (killer whale) It was a tire. They've never let me forget that one.Sallyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00874162149979602139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524464.post-28988060104477538092008-10-05T15:50:00.000-06:002008-10-05T15:50:00.000-06:00Oh yes, I used to see strange things when I worked...Oh yes, I used to see strange things when I worked night shifts (and had a long pre-dawn ride home).<BR/>The most memorable one was a a polar bear. He was ready to pounce! It startled me awake and I saw it was only a thick white pipe. To this day, I (secretly) refer to the pipe as "The Polar Bear".<BR/>Spooky illustration (and hallucination) you got there.Namowal (Jennifer Bourne)https://www.blogger.com/profile/00384500508934864421noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524464.post-40225626875201854062008-10-05T14:52:00.000-06:002008-10-05T14:52:00.000-06:00Mostly I just get really depressed driving on dark...Mostly I just get really depressed driving on dark roads at night.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com