A busy bee amongst the Hollyfuds.

[smac]

Incase you are wondering, and I know that SOME of you are? "Hollyfuds" comes from an old NPR broadcast, or maybe it was the Dr. Demento show, of Hoyt Axton reciting an original poem called "As I was gringling cradnids, amongst the hollyfuds". I don't know the rest, but I would give a dollar to anyone that can come up with the rest of the lyics. Anyway, back to the pictures.
This bee was a challenge because he never stopped moving from flower to flower. I was down on my knees jerking about trying to focus and follow at the same time. My wife said she thought I was having a seizure. :G

smac

[smac]

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[squirl033]

dunno about gringling cradnids, but those are nice captures of the bee... i like the 2nd one especially. hook down, gear down...

[Stoney79]

Good job! Not easy to capture a flying bee.

[metajohn]

As I was gringling cradnids amongst the Holly fuds,

I spied a moisious springle with fiddies in her tud,

She skiddled round so foredly, I could not help but crandish,

But I craned my rink to frappish, and sure enoug t'was true,

She took off her mendashy, and fringled with a Gnu.



Written about 1965 ot 66. Hoyt never claimed it as his own on stage and used it as a filler while he was retuning his guitar. He began to call it an Arizona Zen Buddhist sand box poem. He had another one that started "One day in Biddle Bork..." but I never learned it all.

[d-sr]

Nice shots smac. I can see how your wifewould think that, not knowing what you werereally doing.

Don

[rafinmelb]

Really nice captures....

Sorry Can't help with your poem. How about some Edward Lear

And the Quangle Wangle said
To himself on the Crumpetty Tree,--
'When all these creatures move
'What a wonderful noise there'll be!'
And at night by the light of the Mulberry moon
They danced to the flute of the Blue Babboon,
On the broad green leaves of the Crumpetty Tree,
And all were as happy as happy could be,
With the Quangle Wangle Quee.

[tcook]

Nice captures of that busy bee. Afraid I don't know many poems unless they are something about a young man from Nantucket.:-)

BTW that's sure a cute little dog, makes me want one.

[smac]

metajohn wrote:

As I was gringling cradnids amongst the Holly fuds,

I spied a moisious springle with fiddies in her tud,

She skiddled round so foredly, I could not help but crandish,

But I craned my rink to frappish, and sure enoug t'was true,

She took off her mendashy, and fringled with a Gnu.



Written about 1965 ot 66. Hoyt never claimed it as his own on stage and used it as a filler while he was retuning his guitar. He began to call it an Arizona Zen Buddhist sand box poem. He had another one that started "One day in Biddle Bork..." but I never learned it all.

Metajohn, you when the Grand furggle.
Thank you. I owe you a dollar. Don't worry, Im good for it. Barely.:G
Back in 65-66 my cousin and I were just learning to play the guitar. My cousin had recorded Hoyt and his rendition of that poem. I never learned the whole thing but thoughout the years I have used that first line countless times. It good to finally know the rest. I can't thank you enough.
Steve
P.S. I haven't check the Panasonic site for almost a year. Not since I sold my beloved Z20. It was just by pure happenstance that I decided to check in here a have a look.
Wow, I think I am going to have a good year. I hope the rest of you do as well.

[smac]

rafinmelb wrote:

Really nice captures....

Sorry Can't help with your poem. How about some Edward Lear

And the Quangle Wangle said
To himself on the Crumpetty Tree,--
'When all these creatures move
'What a wonderful noise there'll be!'
And at night by the light of the Mulberry moon
They danced to the flute of the Blue Babboon,
On the broad green leaves of the Crumpetty Tree,
And all were as happy as happy could be,
With the Quangle Wangle Quee.

:lol: That's great. I suspect that Eddie was taking some of the same stuff Hoyt was taking back in '65.