Jojo... I'd say you are right on. About a week more... maybe two if you have things going on and your busy. I like when they just start turning amber like now. I'd wait a week about and cut em down.
What are the hairs like? It's hard to tell in the pics. Looks like the moonshine has some red hairs on it now? is the other still all white hairs? That's another piece of the puzzle for me.
I can't be rubbing it in man, not my style bro! I hear ya, that was rough. Plus I used be a Dodgers fan when I was young a la Tommy Lasorda and Kirk Gibson, because my Dad was a fan. We used to go to the minor league games in Albuquerque when they had the Dukes. My great aunt made me a Cards fan, she was a nun and used to always say "don't forget to root for St. Louis" as her convent was there. I guess I took her recommendation, since she passed I feel like it's a connection to her. I don't think she knew just how much she meant to me, I wish we had been closer because she was an amazing person!
Honey Bee huh?! Sounds nice!
My grandma was my best friend... she was also a sports fan. Dodgers and Lakers. I think the LA kings too, but she knew I didn't like hockey. I don't think she did either. She would call me when the games were on, ask me if I was watching. Real good memories you stirred up. I miss her very much and think she would just be thrilled that Magic was a part owner of the Dodgers now. I totally know what you mean about a connection with her. I love feeling even the slightest bit connected to her. She was cool. It was a blessing because I moved to LA for a girl, but ended up becoming best friends with my grandma instead. We spent just about every sunday together. Was great. I'd go shopping for them, clean stuff, hang out, and my favorite was cutting her toenails. Sounds funny to say it, but it was great. She was diabetic and really fat (lol... she was) and so being nice to her feet was really special as they never really got touched at all (i don't imagine). It would usually cost her a couple hundred or something to get done at a medical place. So I saved her money too.
On her death bed, in the hospital, two days after christmas was the last time I saw her. I cut her nails then. It made her real happy. After that me and my wife rubbed her legs for about 15 minutes, and we left. It was the last time I saw her. She died later that night.
I did see her again I suppose. We went to her funeral in Lousianna. I honestly have to laugh. Part of me it hurts... but most of me just has to laugh. Those folks in the backwoods of North west lousianna made my grandma look like a damn clown. Hair all crazy, bright ass lipstick, blush, etc etc. I saw her and almost spit. These people hadn't seen this woman I loved with all my heart in maybe 15 years, and they make her look like she has NEVER looked in any of the time I had ever known her. And I was 28 at the time. And then they talked about her. LOL.... they didn't know her. They didn't know her at all. I wasn't mad about it... I just felt bad for them that they didn't get to know the coolest lady I ever knew.
Oh, and to cap the trip out there off, at the funeral I got a guilt trip from my aunt for never calling.
Thinking about knowing my grandma, I also had a special relationship with grandpa too. I spoke at his funeral, and I think everyone listening thought I was on drugs. I kept talking about this guy who I enjoyed so much, and everyone was probably thinking... "are you talking about the asshole I think you are" hahaha. I got his sense of humor or something.