Yellow melon

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It is plain too hot to do anything outside the house. We planned outdoor activities for the entire weekend, but was quickly forced to retreat to cooler environs of home. Shooting on the hot streets of Jonesborough was out of the question, and we wanted to spend a few hours at the Davy Crockett birthday celebration on the banks of the Nolichucky River. It was mostly in a shaded area but with little breeze, it would have been sweltering. I seem to be able to withstand the heat better than can Carolyn, but too much is enough for me. We did stop at a couple of markets on 107 and I got a yellow watermelon; not because the odd colored ones are better than the red variety, but I wanted a pic. The sweetness and the taste is pretty much the same but I get the sense of a tiny bit of pumpkin after-taste, although most people say they do not.
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I am reading one of my college textbooks; brushing up on my print journalism even though newspapers are about a thing of the past and real reporting has gone to pretty boys and girls on TV newscasts. I take that back; there is no real reporting anymore. Even my local paper's reporters shoot stills and videos of news scenes. Reporters no longer know how to effectively create a picture in the minds of readers concerning a story, and people no longer take the time to read and comprehend a real story. Everything nowadays has to visually stimulating and I am afraid books are going to be the same in the not too distant future.
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Thanks to you who have read or will read my story, and again, thanks for clicking the Google ads.
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The dog is again tangled and out of reach of his water. I'll see if I can get some to him.
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Have a great worsh day!
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