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Game #1535: July 1, 2010
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Game #1535, Generated on July 1, 2010
Played a total of 2088 times by 276 registered members. Finished by 260 users who rated the difficulty as easy.
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Good morning SC cravers! An amazingly beautiful day in NYC. 62F, no humidity to speak about and a mild breeze, bringing in the scent of honeysuckle from next door.
Now Norm, if Charlie would only wake up and realize that Lidge is not a closer anymore. He is lacking in confidence and concentration. He is never satisfied with the pitch that is called and continues to give up the big runs.
I am so sad this morning..and all over a tree. This maple tree was planted outside my bedroom window 47 years ago. Today the city is taking it down. It only started to get sick.. but they are doing major roadwork which will damage it more, so they said they might as well take it down right away. It feels like a family member...greeted us every morning for 47 years..sheltered us.. is home to our almost pet squirrel and a beautiful cardinal... The wind won't sing a song through it's branches again.... Am I being ridiculous? I probably am...
Ok finally got it.. Ks first..then Ks..then K then Ks.. you have to do alot of moving about to get things up. Or I did it clumsily. Let's see if I can do it again and figure it out.
Donna, I don't think you're at all silly! I'd be sad too, that tree is a part of your life and holds many happy memories for you and your family! Maybe when all the work is done, you could plant another tree somewhere near that spot, for future memories
A long term friend is a long term friend no matter its form. I am sorry to hear of your loss Donna, I would be upset as well, in your place. I think I will see if I can find a Maple to plant in my garden, in memory of your friend-tree
The city is providing us with a 2 inch high tree of our choice.. we get to pick the species. It will be up to my Dad..but I am rooting for another maple. Thanks oceanstar2 and Jadius!!! We discuss the oddest things, don't we and know someone will understand don't we? I probably wouldn't tell most people how upset I was.
Sad that your tree has gone Donna. When I was in Paris last week, we were driving down an avenue with lime trees on either side (Linden type lime not the fruit kind) and the smell from the blossom was fantastic or magnifique as they say in France, the smell was cross between a magnolia and jasmine with a hint of citrus, wish I was walking down that avenue now!!!!
Sorry about your maple, Donna. I grew up with maple trees in and around our yard, but after my step-dad passed and my Mom moved to california we sold the house my Dad built in 1946. Last month I was back in my home town and drove past the old homestead... every tree was gone.
Mornin all...Donna..I am a huge tree hugger..we live in a neighborhood full of trees..its called french hollow....and when new neighbors move in they seem to cut their trees down..it makes me so sad I have to turn my head while passing by...then I think to myself ..why did you move here then...you knew the trees were here...
Hi everyone. I'm very late today. It's 21:45 here. Happy Canada Day Donna. Sorry your tree had to go. They are so precious, especially one you've had all your life.
Well now, are you going to recite the poem, or keep us in suspenders?
Oh not feeling so good now..she is having all her branches lopped off. Oh Di..it might sound stupid.. It won't come out in the right form here either..it will be all bunched up in a long paragraph.
We grew together through the years
Both our limbs gaining strength with time
After we each had a spindly start to life..
We tested each other..
Many times I tried to climb her in my youth, and she
Bent beneath me.. springy with life and coming strenghth;.
Never cracking from weight or trying winds.
With time I could finally
Swing up to her largest spreading branch.
My cat taunted me from the next one up..
The birds teased my cat from the next highest one.
I sat and thought deep thoughts and
Flighty teenaged whimsies beneath her boughs,
Shared first kisses there.. drove my first car..
Played with friends .. Greeted, welcomed and parted ways
Sometimes forever,
With so many who mattered so much..
Had my heart broken and
Mended while she watched and sheltered me
And mine through both the still and the wild .
She saw me through many seasons.. protected
Me from rain or snow.. or too much sun and prying eyes;
Delighted me with her incredible autumn foliage..
Rained seeds and sap upon my car and maybe laughed
At my dismay.. but always she gave home to
Our cardinals, sparrows and squirrels who's song
Or make me shiver with her howls during the wildest storms
of Winter..
We are both older and sicker than our years have merited,
But her time has come before mine..and now I must
Say good-bye before I was prepared;
Watch strangers carve her up...
Bruise her bark and stip her dwindling leaves..
Leaving pools of sticky sap and sawdust to remind me
Of her scars and violent demise.
The squirrels and birds will be bereft and homeless
When they return at end of day to find their
Stashes of nuts and nests gone forever... more bereft than I who
Who still has shelter even though her going leaves me
Open to the sometimes crueler elements in all seasons.
My loss is more that of a dear old friend passing on..
Life flowed as sap through her veins as blood does in
We were not so different..
But in death she gives back.. her wood will be burnt
By our neighbours on cold winter nights.
I will smell her smoke in the sharp winter cold
And be haunted by memories of my leafy friend
And the life we once shared.
Oh Donna, I am so upset along with you. I am so sorry! Don't watch, is all the advice I can give. Along with a big hug! (((( ))))))
I can relate to LarryB...the beautiful horse chestnut tree in the front yard of the house my Dad built in 1951 was wiped out by a tornado shortly after he sold the house in 1996. It was a beautiful majestic tree and the property didn't look the same without it. (And don't get me started with what the new people had done to the house!). Sometimes it's better not to know....
You are right misslanny..sometimes it's better when you don't know. So sorry about your horse chestnut!!! We lost parts of this tree and our beautiful flowering pear during the ice storm several years ago and counted ourselves lucky not to lose a whole tree. I guess it just prolonged it..but at least we kept her a few years more
Thanks Di The squirrel came home.. ran up what was left of the tree when he was trying to cut it down. I hope there were no babies. I don't know if they got it out in time.. Dad made me leave. Poor man..with such a hysterical hannah for a kid. And he is off to see his cardiologist now to check his progress..
Got home from Florida yesterday - caught up on games today - now I am leaving again . Two days in Lake Tahoe with my husband to celebrate our 20 th anniversary. Be back Saturday
Sorry about the tree Donna. Ours was struck by lightening (during Nixon's funeral no less!). The trunk split into thirds two of which remained standing, but had to be removed. It was pretty dynamic. I've spent the last half hour trying to find 124 as I thought that was lowest. Imagine my delight! But then, I now have to g back to work.
I believe that when Fizz said "I must mention I'm sad to say, that I have left misslanny alone today." that he is saying he is flipping. BTW, I wonder if his 2 line poem along with Donna's obvious need to release led to that Homerian epic of Donna's?
K Donna and I am fairly secure in saying that in spite of my less than accurate history. Use the Kings as they come. Think carefully about your side to side movements and if you do it the way I did everything after the flip plays straight up or over.
A tree that looks at God all day and lifts its leafy arms to pray. One very good line from a soulful poem. Sorry for your loss Donna. I live on the second floor and in touching distance out my kitchen window is a beautiful maple with a young mother squirrel and babies I am not clear on how many but watched the daily preparations snipping off 18" long thin branches and running up and renewing the nest this spring to prepare for their arrival. She gives me many laughs as my neighbor across the street has a bird feeder and a small dog often tied out so mom scampers down to a v branch and hangs her head to watch for the dog to be taken in so she can forage. So big (((((((()))))))))) hug Donna I know I would miss my Maple.
I'm back. Donna, you must've been posting your poem as I was posting my comment. I have tears in my eyes from your poem. It was beautiful! I saved it to a Word document.
And a splendid Good Morning Cravers
and the second black Queen. Lord knows I have been very inaccurate with my clues of late. 
s down..
then K
s.. you have to do alot of moving about to get things up. Or I did it clumsily. Let's see if I can do it again and figure it out.
Such a mess... 
