Because of my general fatigue and busy-ness, I’m going to “cop out” and post a mainly pictorial iv. I’ve received three different e-mails lately about gasoline, a subject on the minds of many right now. This post is a look at the issue from several angles….
It’s not news that gasoline prices have gone up dramatically and are not likely to return to levels we’d like. Here’s a sobering reality…

At least the prices aren’t yet as high as the sign below!

It’s often good to laugh at things that could otherwise make you weep. Here a few funny things about gas prices….


One e-mail I received showed things that people may end up doing to cope with high gas prices. Here are some of those….





Another e-mail was a nostalgic look at old time service stations.















Ah, gone are the days….
I was able to complete my semester grades before leaving my office yesterday. Phew! Graduation is this Saturday morning. It’s always a joy and a sorrow to see my former students graduate - a joy because they’re moving on to what they’ve been preparing for and a sorrow because I hate to see the departure of people I’ve grown to love.
The picture I posted Monday afternoon was the last picture of this nest of chickadees. When I got home Tuesday afternoon, I saw that the bird house was empy and the old nest had been cleaned out and was all over the red raspberry bushes under the bird house.

The bird house had four sticks in it, and we saw house wrens coming and going from the bird house that evening. Below is a picture of the results of their work in the past two days of nest building…

More updates as the process continues….
quotation…
“Every one of us is passionate about something.” - John Daulton
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Rob
A pessimist is a man who looks both ways before crossing a one-way street.




on May 2nd, 2008 at 5:10 am
The flying red horse (Mobil) reminded me that I have a small first aid box with the horse that they used to give away with a fill up.
on May 2nd, 2008 at 6:53 am
I grew up in a small town in the 80’s and we had a full-service Phillips 66 gas station. The guy came out, pumped gas, checked our oil and put the charges on Dad’s bill.
on May 2nd, 2008 at 10:40 am
@ Jim - Wow! You could go to Antiques Roadshow with that one! I hope you’ve put fresh first aid supplies in there in the meantime!
@ Carrie - What you described is what I grew up with in little Fostoria, OH (a.k.a. Fotown). Lenny Freeman’s gas station was famous for that kind of service, though it didn’t look like any of the service stations pictured on my blog.