Clean Air Act

Posted Thu Sep 28, 2006 in

From The Back Porch, the Thursday Threesome.

Onesome: Clean—as a whistle? Can you whistle? When did you learn? ...and with pursed lips or with that finger thing?

I whistle and have for a very long time. I remember learning when I was a kid. I heard my dad whistling, and watched and watched… Then I started trying myself. Remember those cartoons of someone trying to whistle with crackers in their mouth? Pfft… Pfft… Yep, that was me.

Oh yeah, I’m the pursed-lip kind of whistler. I don’t do the finger-thing.

But, I never have been one to give up easily. After I made my first sound, I kept after it until I could whistle too. Then my folks thought I’d never stop…

Twosome: Air—quality: an issue where you live or not? ...enough to move?

No problem with air quality here, unless it’s in the spring with the winds kick up the dust. Seriously, this is wind-country and wind power is substantial. There is not much to block the movement of air, so it moves.

Threesome: Act—Hey, do you ‘act your age’? Sure, that’s subjective, but what do you think? ...or better yet: what do your friends think ?

Me? Act my age? Probably not, but I’ll leave that to others to address…

This talk of whistling makes me think about a time last spring. We were visiting folks in Missouri and a bunch of the kids (well, young adults now) were sitting out in front of the house. I picked up a piece of grass and started whistling it. Then the kids all started trying to whistle a blade of grass.

I also got them started whistling across their cupped hands. I used to imitate mourning doves using my cupped hands… _Woo-OO, ooo, ooo, ooo…

It was a good time.