Wednesday, September 30, 2009
I celebrate. I crave followers like I do chocolate. The chance to visit with people all over the world is amazingly wonderful to me.
I love to see how other people live and am surprised and honored when they are interested in my simple life.
Thank you for making my day, my week, my month and my year a success.
I can guarantee it is never boring around here!
He said softly in his up North voice
As he watched me weed sling
the grass around the mail box.
Leaning against his finned, shiny Cadillac
With arms crossed
You could see the danger, the hunger
In his dark, depth less eyes.
He, verbally, admired my strength
And youthful beauty
Then offered me a ride
With promises to see his world.
He drove away quickly
When I approached with my weed hook.
He must have noticed
The lack of innocence in my farm girl eyes.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Marcy discovered this colorful spider and took several photos of it. She was gonna to delete this one. This photo has swept me away. Do not know if it is the composition, the lighting or the subject or the combination of all.
Thanks, Marcy for providing me with this awesome picture!
Monday, September 28, 2009
I have five hundred plus posts? I can't keep my mouth shut. I always have something to rattle on and on about.
You know Gypsy, the foster dog, who I have been patiently training to make someone a good dog, well, hubby is training her on the side.
I have been training her NOT to bark while he is training her to howl when he says Momma. Great! Now when he says where's Momma, Gypsy gives a howl.
Gypsy sits on command, stays out of things labeled Mine, totally house broken, points at the chickens and wants to play with the cats, is social with all the dogs, brings anything back you throw, has begun herding the cattle and is a little braver around the horses.
I'll pay the adoption fee, if someone would love to have her. Come on, guys, just because she is big, black and looks like a hound and weighs over fifty pounds is no reason to turn down this sweety. She would make a great lap dog.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
An old tree stand for deer hunting
Beverly clipped them back and placed this awesome bouquet in an antique washtub next to the house. Gorgeous!
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Tied eight to eight but still undefeated!
I set my purse on the wet football bleacher and did not think that it would act as a wick for the rain on the bench.
I got lost coming back from the bathroom after what seems like a mile from where I began.
I wore clogs to a football field when it had rained all week and they had cute little designs cut out all over them...style, sieve.
Wanted to sleep at work but have not mastered the art of sleeping in my chair.
I celebrated the fact that there was no game last night.
Hubby cooked supper.
I spilled a glass of tea in my chair, lost part of my sloppy joe in the floor...and then ate it!
Maybe I can rest soon.
Friday, September 25, 2009
Beautiful skies with promise of an equally beautiful day
And we shall end with the first!
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Today I decided to cross the creek and climb what I call Rock Mountain and the guys call Terrapin Ridge. Rocks and trees, plenty of both to see.
The dogs all enjoyed the walk since it was new for Gypsy, she really ran a lot. Now she is worn out, sleeping at my feet.
The Border Collies and the Border Hound
We climbed Rock mountain and came down the other side to the Rock Gully, my favorite spot.
The dogs found a hidden pocket of water to cool off in the Rock Gully. There were a few spots left over from the last rain. There is no live water here but I believe years ago there may have been. It carries the rain now to the creek below.
I ran out of energy. My legs and arms scratched from briers, my batteries ran out and I was running out of daylight.
Football practice was over with and my hubby came looking, he said for the dogs but I know he was worried about me!
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
I had been feeling tired and run down and just plumb lazy. Doc had put me on some Cholesterol medicine. I was hurting all over, my muscles, my joints, then I looked it up...side effects! So, unbeknowst to my doctor, I have stopped taking them. I am beginning to see the old me come alive again!
Now this is Monday and I've had a lively weekend. Work is heck on Monday(Can you tell me why people come a hour early to get their mail on Monday when they know there is two days of mail??) Anyway I was covered up with reports and suspenses and people mailing things, of course, that is my job so I did it and I did it well. At lunch, I wrote out my bills which is a job I always dread.
Then, here's the part where I don't know what's happening, I went to town from work, bought cleaning supplies and groceries, unloaded them, washed my car, washed the front porch, did laundry and dishes and took a shower because I am dripping wet from working so hard. What has gotten into me?
Lord, please let it continue!