Why Is It Called An Indian Summer?
Posted: Saturday, 13 October 2007 |
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For, hey, am blonde, female, ye expect me tae ken that? Just wondered though why good weather late in the year gets called an Indian summer?
Onyway...Saturday...the day I`m writing this..was fantastic...sunny and warm until late afternoon when it clouded ower a peedie bit...but there is nae wind and it`s a bonny enough evening oot there.
I went oot shooting wi` me bonny new Hunic bow! I love that creature! We hae the target set up in the back bit field just inside the doors o the hay byre, wi` the hay bales ahind it...this is so I dinnae keep wrecking me arrows when I miss...*blushes*
Trouble is, there`s a massive oak lintel above the byre doors, so guess wha` hit that insteid...? Aye, that`s right...
so...me...five foot nothing...lintel...some seven foot high...ok.....
but it was the only wan that hit sae wild, and was entirely due tae me ain lack o concentration, and hey, at least I didnae hit the car again. *grins happily*
*bow geek alert coming now*...can I chust say how much I think the Hunic is the best bow since sliced breid!? Fantastic thing it is, easy enough tae use, nae poncy gadgets like sights or weights etc tae throw at it, ye chust hae the bow itself and yer ain skill.
And yours truly DID hit the target a fair bit, ye ken, so I cannae be a that bad noo can I?
Aside frae that I had a driving lesson off a family friend wha is probably regretting saying "aye" tae it noo.....of course in his defense though, it probably helps if I dinnae shut me een at ony passing tractors....especially when I`m still driving forward....
but I didnae hit onything, and didnae put the car in the ditch like I did one time, and got back hame a in wan piece, so no sic a bad day.
Got another lesson tomorrow, when I`ll be driving doon tae Loth pier and back, would hae posted this as a warning tae ony Sanday folk that might read it but it`s the weekend so naebody here tae publish it til Monday, when I will be off again tae the big bad mainland so ony...erm..mishaps...on the road willnae be reported until I get back....IF I ever admit tae them...which I probably will, nae shame me...
Hoping a`body is haeing a grand weekend, and the weather keeps sae bonny. Ye should a get bows and get oot there and hae as much fun as ye can! For ony women wi` pmt, it`s guaranteed therapy and for ony men, it`s a guaranteed testosterone high tae be shooting onything, even if it`s chust a static target. Or a car.
Posted on Hermit Life at 17:47
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They're called Native American Summers now HL? Oh maybe there is a place called India somewhere, and it's quite hot there??? ( psst, nah, I've no' touched a drop)
Chief Big sittting Aboot the Place Bull from Custards Last stand.
Ooh, ooh, I know this one. It's something to do with misty mornings and naughty Indians/First Nation/etc using the mist as cover before launching and ambush. Or something like that. Anyway it's very nice to get a bit of nice weather and my peas have started flowering again - bit confused I think.
Stromness Dragon from Swotty seat
I sometimes wish they'd won...
Flying Cat from ours are on the compost heap
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