I often recollect some words said by an old friend a long time ago.
"There's only one thing
you can do
when you got
the blues
and you can't
get rid of 'em.
That's grin
and dip in for more."
And so it is with the Bowling Green Blues.
Saturday, late morning, I was kindof heading north toward Henderson
and the artifact show, but I hadn't been out on that side of town in a while
so I thought I would swing by ol'Bowling Green for a quick spot check.
(And that pot of coffee I drank before leaving the house had me thinking about a porta-potty.)
Needless to say I was pretty shocked when I saw that the whole top of the hill
had been shaved off.
We have only been waiting for them to do that for about 5 years now!
I only had my travel pack of hand tools with me, but that didn't matter.
There was so much to look at I could barely slow down long enough to really look at anything!
I finally resigned myself to not being able to get a good look at All of it, and settled down
in what looked like the best spot. There were small crystals, some amethyst, in the debris from the wall.