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I could only find one picture of my Okeene Rattlesnake roundup in the late 50's, apparently taken by my dad. I'm the kid on the left with the Stetson. You can't see the snake, because of camera angles, et all, but we all have it pinned for the purpose of the shot. The guy in the middle has the gunny sack of snakes already caught.

We caught them and sold them for $.50/lb to the El Passo zoo for milking and their reptilian garden.

Lots of stripped King Snakes where I grew up, which we regularly handled and lots of Cotton Mouths, which we regularly shot or beat to death with a stick.

James Duane, Bea Huffine, unknowns catching diamond back rattlers.jpg
 
Another cup before scissor duty. How about all you outdoor growers....harvest time. I haven't heard much talk about harvesting.....growers speak up!
Already harvested, dried, trimmed, and jared. Train Wreck, harvested a tad early due to a short growing season and rain vis a vis bud rot/bothrytis/PM.

I ground some and vaporized it in my Volcano, prior to this morning's tea and crumpets.
 
I could only find one picture of my Okeene Rattlesnake roundup in the late 50's, apparently taken by my dad. I'm the kid on the left with the Stetson. You can't see the snake, because of camera angles, et all, but we all have it pinned for the purpose of the shot. The guy in the middle has the gunny sack of snakes already caught.

We caught them and sold them for $.50/lb to the El Passo zoo for milking and their reptilian garden.

Lots of stripped King Snakes where I grew up, which we regularly handled and lots of Cotton Mouths, which we regularly shot or beat to death with a stick.

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You Handsome Devil you
Beat Joe too it.............
 
Already harvested, dried, trimmed, and jared. Train Wreck, harvested a tad early due to a short growing season and rain vis a vis bud rot/bothrytis/PM.

I ground some and vaporized it in my Volcano, prior to this morning's tea and crumpets.
Can you tell what Train Wreck is like
I have some vintage packs put away never tried it.
 
I could only find one picture of my Okeene Rattlesnake roundup in the late 50's, apparently taken by my dad. I'm the kid on the left with the Stetson. You can't see the snake, because of camera angles, et all, but we all have it pinned for the purpose of the shot. The guy in the middle has the gunny sack of snakes already caught.

We caught them and sold them for $.50/lb to the El Passo zoo for milking and their reptilian garden.

Lots of stripped King Snakes where I grew up, which we regularly handled and lots of Cotton Mouths, which we regularly shot or beat to death with a stick.

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I had a friend when I was younger that collected king snakes. They were beautiful and he could find one in no time. He had a ton of them behind glass that he would feed and let go after he needed space for another one. We lived across the road from a corn field. The king snakes were all kinds of colors.
 
I had a friend when I was younger that collected king snakes. They were beautiful and he could find one in no time. He had a ton of them behind glass that he would feed and let go after he needed space for another one. We lived across the road from a corn field. The king snakes were all kinds of colors.
I caught bunches of them and released them in our barn to deal with rodents. They are pretty iridescent colors.
 
Good morning
my sweet cousins bombed my front porch with beautiful pumpkins. 42 of them actually. I’ve given a few away to the next door neighbors but still feel like sort of a target for mischief. Maybe a pumpkin pie or some pumpkin dog treats are in order this year.


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go to the pumpkin nook they have a lot of recipes both sweet and savory. Pumpkin soup is delicious.
 
Now this is by any means meant as derogatory or should be misconstrued as a insult.
bless your hearts..


Southern FOLKS​

Southern FOLKS know their summer weather report: Humidity Humidity Humidity Southern FOLKS know their vacation spots: The beach The rivuh The creek Southern WOMEN know everybody's first name: Honey Darlin' Shugah Southern WOMEN know the movies that speak to their hearts: Fried Green Tomatoes Driving Miss Daisy Steel Magnolias Gone With The Wind Southern FOLKS know their religions: Baptist Methodist Football Southern FOLKS know their cities dripping with Southern charm: Chawl'stn S'vanah Foat Wuth N'awlins Addlanna Southern WOMEN know their elegant gentlemen: Men in uniform Men in tuxedos Rhett Butler Southern girls know their prime real estate: The Mall The Country Club The Beauty Salon Southern girls know the 3 deadly sins: Having bad hair and nails Having bad manners Cooking bad food Only a Southerner knows the difference between a hissie fit and a conniption fit, and that you don't "HAVE" them, you "PITCH" them. Only a Southerner knows how many fish, collard greens, turnip greens, peas, beans, etc., make up"a mess." Only a Southerner can show or point out to you the general direction of"yonder." Only a Southerner knows exactly how long"directly" is, as in: "Going to town, be back directly." ("Dreckly" in my family) Even Southern babies know that "Gimme some sugar"is not a request for the white, granular, sweet substance that sits in a pretty little bowl in the middle of the table. All Southerners know exactly when "by and by" is. They might not use the term, but they know the concept well. Only a Southerner knows instinctively that the best gesture of solace for a neighbor who's got trouble is a plate of hot fried chicken and a big bowl of cold potato salad. If the neighbor's trouble is a real crisis, they also know to add a large banana puddin'! Only Southerners grow up knowing the difference between"right near"and "a right fer piece." They also know that "just down the road" can be 1 mile or 20. Only a Southerner both knows and understands the difference between a redneck, a good ol' boy, and po' white trash. No true Southerner would ever assume that the car with the flashing turn signal is actually going to make a turn. A Southerner knows that"fixin" can be used as a noun, a verb, or an adverb. Only Southerners make friends while standing in lines, .... and when we're "in line", we talk to everybody! Put 100 Southerners in a room and half of them will discover they're related, even if only by marriage. In the South,y'all is singular, all y'all is plural. Southerners know grits come from corn and how to eat them. Every Southerner knows tomatoes with eggs, bacon, grits, biscuits, and coffee are perfectly wonderful; that red eye gravy is also a breakfast food; and that fried green tomatoes are not a breakfast food. When you hear someone say, "Well, I caught myself lookin'," you know you are in the presence of a genuine Southerner! Only true Southerners say "sweet tea" and"sweet milk." Sweet tea indicates the need for sugar and lots of it -- we do not like our tea unsweetened. "Sweet milk" means you don't want buttermilk. And a true Southerner knows you don't scream obscenities at little old ladies who drive 30 MPH on the freeway. You just say,"Bless her heart"... and go your own way. To those of you who are still a little embarrassed by your Southerness: Take two tent revivals and a dose of sausage gravy and call me in the morning, bless your heart! And to those of you who are still having a hard time understanding all this Southern stuff.....bless your hearts, I hear they're fixin' to have classes on Southernness as a second language! Southern girls know men may come and go, but friends are fahevah ! Now Shugah, send this to someone who was raised in the South or wish they had been! If you're a Northern transplant, bless your little heart, fake it. We know you got here as fast as you could
One thing I noticed from my times in the South; A southerner has more manners in their little finger than a Yankee does in their whole soul and body. If you're walking down the street in a small town in the south, a man walking down the opposite side of the street will smile and wave to you. You can ride in an elevator from the ground floor up to the 12th with a Yankee, and they won't even make eye contact.
Only negative thing I noticed in the south is that the only thing they have to talk about all day is what YOU did all day. Lotta small town gossip.
I dunno who Angel Face is on that beach, but it ain't Barbara Eden.
If that ain't Barbara, I'll eat your hat!

I've eaten dog meat on several occasions. I had an apprentice that lived in Sagnasty that would bring some of the most delicious tamales that you've ever had. They were dog meat. Very tasty.
I couldn't imagine chasing one down and killing it for food, but if offered, I'd eat it.
 
One thing I noticed from my times in the South; A southerner has more manners in their little finger than a Yankee does in their whole soul and body. If you're walking down the street in a small town in the south, a man walking down the opposite side of the street will smile and wave to you. You can ride in an elevator from the ground floor up to the 12th with a Yankee, and they won't even make eye contact.
Only negative thing I noticed in the south is that the only thing they have to talk about all day is what YOU did all day. Lotta small town gossip.

If that ain't Barbara, I'll eat your hat!

I've eaten dog meat on several occasions. I had an apprentice that lived in Sagnasty that would bring some of the most delicious tamales that you've ever had. They were dog meat. Very tasty.
I couldn't imagine chasing one down and killing it for food, but if offered, I'd eat it.
You are right about southerners. When I first moved down here from NE, I went to the grocery store with my wife for a few things. An hour later we came out after she must have talked to everyone in there. When we left, I asked if she knew all of those people. She said no and I asked her then why were you talking to them. Just could not understand it. Now it is me being friendly and talking to everyone.
 

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