Cutting remarks. Cruelest of all.
Cuts are worrisome.
More than unusual, these.
Some will say unnatural, undesirable, unexpected, and unwanted.
Heard of bushes trimmed and trained into trees, but the reverse cut?
Lollipop trees.
Inspired by the Wizard of Odd?
Good sized oak trees, the sprawling kid-climbing kind, are being hacked into something entirely different.
Cartoons of real life.
You can sense their embarrassment.
While most homeowners are now thinning their trees’ canopies in preparation for hurricane season, the tree’s natural growth pattern is respected. The wind just needs to be able to blow through easily to keep tree from being ripped out of the ground and landing on the house.
Here’s one with a whole different agenda?
An identifying mark so friends can find his house?
Is it like kings of old creating monuments to themselves?
He and his wife do proudly sport a similar manipulated hair styles: permed strawberry-blond bubbles. Like the Bobbsey Twins, they are. Now their trees match them and their little dog, too!
It’s a tree! If you want a topiary, cut it out and plant a bush!
The tree roots shall have their revenge. Especially the well fertilized ones.
All that growth energy has to go somewhere.
Talk about crazy cut ups, how about those food vendors at the Houston Rodeo Midway?
Winners have been selected for Gold Buckle Foodie Awards 2014. And a couple of the spicy offerings might have some peeling out for the nearest Jamba Juice.
Bacon was all the rage in years past. Still popular is the bacon covered Texas Squeeler Cinnamon Roll. There’s the HEB Better Than Good Bacon Jam and some recipes for that agave nectar and bacon combination. Chocolate covered bacon, bacon wrapped turkey legs, bacon cotton candy – they’re all there!
But for dessert, nothing beats a big gooey wedge of pecan pie. Pretty messy.
Solved: Fried Pecan Pie on a stick. (outrageous rodeo foods.)
A hefty slice of pie stabbed with a stick, dipped in pancake batter, placed in hot clear vegetable oil until golden brown. Ready to dip in syrup or a shake of powdered sugar if desired.
Some purists – and healthy eaters – may wince and say “Just put a stake in my heart.” Or was that “steak”?
No matter. Lots of choices. Pick your poison, as they say. Chopped up just for you.
Now for one cut from a different cloth: George Strait.
The Texas honky-tonk singer is getting an award from Park Cities Quail, a wildlife conservation group focused on research and preservation of quail.
The game birds need friends in both high and low places.
In 1967 there were about 31 million bobwhite quail. Today estimates place the numbers around 5.5 million.
And it’s not all due to habitat destruction or hunting. Cutting the flocks is an eye worm. A blood sucking nematode parasite that stays in the bird until it dies. Researchers at the Rolling Plains Quail Research Ranch are trying to figure out how to kill the worm and save the bird.
The event where Strait will be awarded the T.Boone Pickens Lifetime Award has been sold out since Christmas raising more than $6600,00 for quail research.
George is more that just a pretty face that draws bucks.
Well, on his ranch he does that, too. Ones with four legs.
He grew up country and appreciates that kind of wild life, too. Wildlife biologist Macy Ledbetter has worked with him for over many years improving habitat and ranch management.
So Strait seems to be cut out to be a conservationist as well as a country music legend.
He says he’s always amazed to get awards for doing stuff he loves: country music and taking care of the land.
He must be pretty sharp.
As the weak comes to an end, the most unkind cut of all: Day Light Savings Time!
Talk about undesirable!
Slashing sleep for mass populations, unwise?
Time to cut out,
Phil, the Philosopher Mouse of the Hedge
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I’m not a bacon fan to begin with, but bacon on pastries? That’s just one I don’t get…
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Hot fried foods, carnival rides, crowds…already feeling queasy. Thanks for slicing up a comment.
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I’m with you on those topiary trees–ugh! Love the quail. Hope they figure out what to do about that nasty nematode.
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There’s enhanced and there’s unnaturally butchered. The oak gods won’t be happy. Poor quail – their little songs ARE summer memories. Thanks for carving out a comment
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Trees should look like trees! Natural shapes! Nothing else acceptable. Fried pecan pie. Mmmm, that sounds promising. And please save the bobwhites! Their cheery calls say “home” to me, and have since I was knee high. I can’t imagine my Okla. without them.
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Before there was AC and when people sat on porches while kids ran wild outside until dark, Bobwhites provided the background music. Shocked to discover their plight. Thanks for flying by
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I have been gone for far to long. Missing out on your humor has sorely missed . Thanks for the chuckle. Great read indeed. :^)
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Hey, living real life instead of little screens is always encouraged. But always appreciative when you cut out to party over here. Thanks wandering over
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Oooo, deep fried pecan pie… You know, I just want some normal pecan pie now. And I can’t even make it here – no Karo syrup! Any time you want to set up a holiday-trade I’m up for it. Hubby loves country music and does mildly appreciate Mr Strait, but he also really, really wants to visit Texas. I just want some sunshine for a change, and who could ever pass up the sight of a white-as-milk long haired blonde Irish man having the craic with Texans!?!? Damn, I bet people would pay money to see that…
We have quail here, too! Hard to miss them crossing a road, even with my out-of-date fake eyeballs!
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If you want a recipe for pecan pie that involves no syrup, let me know. I have a recipe for a filling that’s only pecans, butter, sugar and eggs, and a little vanilla. It’s the best pecan pie in the world — not so sticky sweet. Whenever I take it somewhere, it disappears in a flash.
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Oh, yes, please!
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🙂 Pecan pie never lasts long…(heard the strawberries are ready to pick over at the farm in Alvin)
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Here you go. No Syrup Pecan Pie Enjoy!
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YUMMY!
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Oh, drool…Karo syrup. Mom used to threaten us if we tried to sneak it out of the cabinet. You’d fit right, so head on over. (Sun currently, fog left, rain not here yet). Your quail sound more plentiful – do hope research finds an answer to help the ones locally – would miss their songs. Thanks for running over
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Those trees are ghastly. They’re almost as bad as the poor crepe myrtles that have been trimmed within an inch of their life. Maybe the owners had food-on-a-stick on their brains, and decided to make trees-on-a-stick. Hmmmm…..
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You know people from out of state always know how our local plants should be handled.Or they took seriously the guy across the street’s nonsense about how chopping the tops of trees would keep the tree roots from destroying house foundations…that guy actually did the same thing when he first moved down here…until he jerked out big oak trees to plant a couple of queen palms which are not real cold hardy…at least his crepe myrtles no longer have knotted fists – he jerked those out, too. Always entertaining around here.Thanks for cutting up, too
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You’ll have to come to Arizona to avoid the daylight savings type cut. We’ll have none of that here.
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THe tourist/entertainment venues/industry are apparently the ones encouraging the time cut-ups. People could be more sensible and just watch the sun to know when it’s time. You’re in a sunny spot for sure! Thanks for barking along
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My stomach cramps just thinking of those fried “treats” (aka death on a stick 🙂 ) Good for George Strait – he always seemed like a kind person… don’t know how he managed to stay out of the limelight as much as he has with being such a big name and all.
I’m glad we don’t have daylight saving time in AZ. Although, for a few hours, my cell phone took the hour away. Luckily, by the time I carved out some time to sit down and figure out how to fix it, it had corrected itself. If only all of life’s problems worked out that way!
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Wow – it’s true some machines can fix themselves! There’s a glimmer of hope. Wish the rest of the country would stop the Daylight Savings’ madness – everyone’s grumpy and disoriented twice a year.
Fried foods, crowds, carnival rides…feeling queasy already. Even the hot grease gets to you….and they said livestock barns were a problem!
Thanks for cutting up with a comment
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Those trees are just so, so wrong, and the chia guy was the perfect accompaniment for them. Much as I wish we could all respect the environment because it’s simply the right thing to do, it’s good to see famous people taking an interest and lending their voices to make others aware.
But now I need to try to adjust to the unneeded time change. A week of crankiness is part and parcel of the process!
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The homeowner looks like that! He must be the inspiration for the cartoon trees. Today is more Twilight Zone trying to get sorted for daylight savings.Everyone is so muddled for a few days it really can’t be good.Foggy mornings made the transition a bit easier, but yawn! Thanks for chopping trail to leave a comment
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I couldn’t get past the Chia thing. After eating one chia product I was ill for days. Mind you daylight saving is little better. I loathe it. I get jet lagged and disoriented for weeks. Stupid idea.
I don’t dislike topiary though, there are some great examples at Brit stately homes. Have you seen a Brit film about that the name of which escapes me?
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I can’t believe people eat chia. Topiary is quite lovely – there’s quite a bit of it around here. My mom went nuts and trimmed all sorts of bushes after we lived in Williamsburg. But there’s something odd about leveling the tops of oak trees…they’re tree – great sprawling ones. Will have to google that Brit film – oh, to have a gardener at beck and call. Molly is doing her best to apprentice. Thanks for cutting out a comment
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