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Sassafras

    Sassafras grows wild in the woods behind my house. I have mentioned before that the old-timers made tea from its roots. This tea is pretty tasty and I like it. You can see in the enclosed picture that sassafras has three types of leaves on every bush. It has a leaf with one lobe, others with two lobes and still others that have three lobes. Cool, huh?
    The picture with the blooms is mountain laurel, which blooms in the spring. We have thickets of the stuff and deer like to lay up under it because it gives them good cover and no doubt a feeling of security; sort of like humans and their split level homes.
    I'm pretty sore this morning. I spent yesterday up on a roof making repairs. In a brilliant maneuver, I drove a roofing nail into my finger, which I can't recommend for entertainment value.
     So, you're going to see Johnny Depp get his pirate thing 'on' again this weekend? Guess I won't go to that one. In an odd omission, I have never seen any of the Pirates Of The Caribbean movies. Neither have I seen any of The Lord Of the Rings flicks or any Harry Potter films. When our kids became adults I guess I felt like I had served my time with this genre by seeing each Star Wars show 30 times each. Not to mention Indiana Jones and Back To The Future. Those were all great shows; don't get me wrong.
    I think it was on HBO the other night that I was watching a special with a dude named Colin Quinn, a comedian. He had a different style because he was doing a show that dealt with the great empires of the world, complete with big-screen maps and other visual aids. I felt that it was entertaining and interesting. It was titled Long Story Short. I particularly liked the closing song which is by Tommy James and the Shondels, a favorite song of the era when I was a teen. The song is I Think We're Alone Now, amusing because the first words are "Children Behave". Those words went so well with his subject matter. I fear that the race of man does not behave terribly well.
     Duty calls, so I must go. I hope you have a great day and I'll probably post again before the weekend is over.
    I'm CE Wills.
P.S. I'd like to thank my wife, Carley, for all the pictures she takes for me and the editing of posts. She also gives me a lot of ideas for articles.
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