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Show 03B 'let, By CAROL LEMON Jff ersville man carries burns across his middle where he and lightning accidentally collided. col-lided. If the clouds allow, we'll glimpse a full moon this week. Did you know that the earth's crust and waters are pulled six inches upward when the full moon emblazons the sky? It's my favorite time for walking. I still find it as romantic as I did when I got my first kiss in its magical mag-ical glow. As we rode along on our horses the moon gliding along with us he asked, "Can I kiss you?" I said, "I don't know CAN you?" (Well, what do you expect from a twelve year old?) He could and he did. I think those horses flew all the way home. I didn't feel Babe's feet touch the ground even once! Well, that's the full moon for you. As I watch it move serenely across the sky just as It has for eons, my heart fills with peace. For a moment mo-ment my tensions and the problems of everyday life are forgotten. In the music of the stillness of the night and in it's silvery glow, I feel renewed and restored. See you next week with a visit with a neighbor. Watch for me, I may call on YOU! Just as everyone else, I've really been on the go these past few weeks. But if the "creek don't rise," and the Boss allows, I promise to be out visiting with our County Coun-ty friends for you and the NEWS next week. How about that "frost on the pumpkin", or at least the frost on the windshields this morning? It's still August! Au-gust! We need a good hard winter, but I hope it waits a decent interval before it begins. Harvest is all around us. I've heard many say that this has been a great year for their crops after all. The fears earlier In the year that severe drought faced us, were needless. The rains fell at Just the proper times. For the first year in many, apricot trees were loaded, cherry and plum tree branches brushed the ground, heavily laden. And apples, i peaches and pears seem to be 1 In abundance, just waiting, . tantalizing us with their i, bright colors and heady fragrances. fra-grances. Another few weeks and we'll be finished with ', pickling and jellying. I Peaches will be shining del- II icately golden from the jar. ft Apples will be sauced, slic-'1 slic-'1 ed, stewed, and likely wrap - ped In newspaper waiting wait-ing crisp and cool for that wintry day we seem to enjoy en-joy them so much more than when they hung heavy on the tree. I'm still holding on to June Griffiths' Green Tomato Rel- lsh recipe. It looks as though green ones are all we're going go-ing to harvest from our vines, id But then, who doesn't enjoy rp green tomatoes and onions lri fried to a r"? or perhaps, per-haps, some tasty green to-iali to-iali ma toes cooked along with that p fresh venison roast? yd How about those wonder-inji wonder-inji ful, somewhat scary thunder -stj storm shows we've been hav-p hav-p ing lately? I remember that ;SI as a child I'd often cringe l ( and sometimes jump into bed - when the lightning crackled Ig, too closely for comfort. insi Beautiful as they are, they of -j j ten cause great damage. A ff, local man lost 130 tons of j0CI hay when lightning hit his stack last week, and a Min- |