In The Pink

in my yard

Nobody's Rose

photo by Ed Ross

you picked the wrong girl

to place roses in my hair

and paint my face for you

i pretended for awhile

but you soon knew

you couldn't call me sweet rose

i left you laying in petals and thorns

with my true face showing

i ain't nobody's hot house flower

Photos by Ed Ross

Prompt by Magpie Tales

Thanks, Tess!

"What We Think...

we become".   Buddha

"Only as high as I reach can I grow, only as far as I seek can I go, only as deep as I look can I see, only as much as I dream can I be." - Karen Ravn

Rain Makes It All Look Good...

This N That

This corral is now re enforced with big cedar posts.

Head gate installed in concrete.

Tractor Man ready for surgery today.

Gonna get a kick starter for his heart.

Think of us today.

The 'possums have been released into the wild

far from dogs and chickens.

The mole patrol remains on duty

while a rose pretends to be a pinwheel.

Ramblin' Rose...

can't find her way out of a paper bag!!!  It's been almost two weeks since I have rearranged my bedroom/sitting area and I continue to get lost every time I get out of bed.  I am writing this early because after finally finding my way to a door, I was wide awake and decided, what the heck, I'm up so I'll stay up.

Something's wrong with my bat sonar/radar, whatever they use to maneuver in the dark, it's gone.  I have blood blisters on the ends of my big toes, I have bruises on my shins and even my hips!  I haven't fallen yet, but I could very soon if I keep up this crap.

Our bed is the same place, I step out, walk a few steps, turn right and then every thing just leaves my mind.  I wander around feeling things and think okay, this is the glass cat so I am by the radio, turn and head forward to my sitting chair...not working.  Somehow I always end up somewhere entirely different than where I had planned.

We may not be a one or two on that dark scale the scientists have now but it feels like a minus one is the middle of the night.  There's not supposed to be a one (being the darkest) in the US according to this scale but in my bedroom, it is darker than the center of the ocean and the middle of Australia! 

I finally find a lamp, I thought, nope, that is the statue at the end of the couch, okay!  I know where I am!!!!  I creep along the front of the couch, go straight as I can to the door...what door?  Anyway, to make a long story short, I found a lamp, believe it or not right, beside the bed...how did I get back there?  I turn it on and I CAN SEE AGAIN!

Let's just say, it's a good thing I didn't need to pee very bad or I would have been in trouble!  Tonight, I'm playing Motel Six and leaving a light on for me.

Quiet Today in Blogdom...

I can only assume everyone was raptured and I and my farmily were left behind because of our unworthiness.  Oh, well, got plenty of work to keep us busy.

tending gardens,

counting cattle,

and stopping to smell the roses.

This N That

After another rain, much gentler than the past rains but still loaded with thunder and lightning, plants are celebrating.

Hostas are huge!

Marcy's back yard garden is growing in leaps and bounds with Bev's constant love and care.

The big garden has been plowed for the second time,

rows laid out and seeds planted after this picture.

The waters are clearing from the floods.

Work continues between the storms.

The Rain

amplifies the beauty.