That looks like it ought to go into your Comanche medicine bag!

Weird.

That thing looks like it could almost talk.

Maybe I could sell it to Jeff Dunham....

are Tonkawas a pepper, or do you live in Central Texas and know of the Indians who lived in Central Texas. I often swam at Tonkawa park when younger, ever been there? I think the Tonks ate Comanches when they could, but more often than that the Comanche had their way with the Tonks

Yes, you did, Tom! Looks a lot like that mutant at the Farm.

Josh

t-bob,
I live over here in western Bastrop County where there used to be lots of Tonkawa and Comanche.
In the early 1840's there was a shooting scrape between some Texas Rangers, their Tonkawa scouts, and a band of Comanches. After a couple of the war party had been dropped, the Tonks proceeded to butcher and start roasting the Comanches. The Rangers wanted to pursue, but the Tonks wouldn't interrupt their "lunch." This all happened about five miles from here in the present town of Webberville...

@ TomT, I know that area fairly well. My grandparents lived in Austin, I grew up in Whacko. Do you know the lil area/town of Garfield on 71 not far from Webberville? My people moved there in the 1840's and named their plantation Garfield. Unfortunately sold it in the 1980's due to a lawsuit with our own family and to pay for the lawyers. POS's. I never knew the story you told was so close to our old place, but I did know of it. There is a great book--Empire of the Summer Moon--that is about the fierceness of the Commanches, and a lot about Quanah Parker.....ok, keep putting on the pods---Bob

Yep, after last week's mutant pod thread, I also noticed a mutant pod with arms like that on one of my plants this weekend. Just one pod on an otherwise normal plant. I wonder if there's something going around?

Alex

t-bob,
I've read it. Good book. Been to Garfield many a time. It's right near Hornsby Bend, which was named after Josiah Hornsby who was scalped by Comanches and left for dead.
They were a surveying party, and the three other members were killed, but he managed to play dead and crawl away. Laid there for three days, until his wife had a "vision" and led rescuers to where he lay under a oak tree. Carried him back and nursed him back to health...with most of the top of his skull missing from the scalping. One day he stood up wrong in the smoke house, and hit his head, killing him.
Helluva note. There's a hysterical marker on FM 969 near Hornsby community that relates that story. I think it'd make a damn good movie. I could be an old fart extra...

@ TomT
My grandfathers name was Col. Claude Washington (RIP)
any chance you knew him....I am a 58 yo OF, maybe I could also be a star