a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Sunday, March 13, 2016

My Heart Could See

what I could not capture with the camera.  After a very dry winter the ground was sad and left wanting.  March brought us greatly needed gentle rain.
Just like Dad always said there were diamonds in the grass.
If only I could have captured them .
The Dutch
and Purple Cabbage were happy and settled.
The plants held on to the drops
and bowed their heads in gratefulness.

Saturday, March 12, 2016

A Quiet Day Interrupted...

On a quiet afternoon noise filled the valley.  This happens now and then but normally there is a fly over and that's it.  This was a fly over and back again.
Not the norm
So I grab my Power Shot...lens error!
As the helicopter hangs in the air I grab another camera and run out...lens error!
It hovers and keeps going lower.  I grab my Rebel with its little lens since my big Being Repaired lens is not home yet.  I am in my gown tail bare footed running across the farm like a crazy women. Snapping pictures. 

The helicopter dips.  Has he seen me??  I'm not letting him land.  Don't know what I planned but maybe throwing my body into the blades would get his attention!

Well, I got his attention and he begins to climb.  Only one person inside.  Then he flies quickly off and out of sight.  I have the number on the side and wondering what I can do with that.  I  am aware that after a certain height all the sky belongs to the government but I'm pretty sure this chopper was invading my space.

As I walk back to the house, satisfied as a dog running a deer outta the garden, I over hear Hubby and Andrew discussing the event.

Hubby:  Did it land?

Andrew:  Not yet.

Hubby:  Where's Nana?

Andrew:  Outside.  She's chased it off.

Hubby:  Well, I'll be damned.

Andrew:  Nana was pretty scary.  When the pilot saw her, he left.

What can I say??  I like my privacy if there is such a thing anymore.  Also got a post and exercise.

Friday, March 11, 2016

"Boogering" The Dogs

not to be confused with "buggering".  "Boogering" is simply making strange noises and changing your outline to "booger" or make your dog think it is some monster invading.  Hubby loves this game.  I think it's horrible.  The dogs always look so embarrassed when they've misidentified  a threat.
 Lizzy, all noise, runs to safety.
Lil is moving in for the attack of this strange creature.
Bonnie and Ki are still unsure.
Lil has been embarrassed but Bonnie still is not sure.  Ki simply waits.
Bonnie's alert tail is still up
and they charge each other.
Oh, the things some of us do for fun!

Thursday, March 10, 2016

The Past Few Days

I've picked water cress from the spring branch to add to salad.
I've burned a few limbs.
We have planted broccoli, cauliflower, cabbage (two kinds), brussel Sprouts, radishes, lettuce and turnips.  We've  also sewn bare spots here and there with turnips for three reasons:  We will eat them, the deer will eat them and they will prevent erosion.
I've enjoyed clear waters
and beautiful flowers with soft rain.
We are blessed.

Wednesday, March 9, 2016

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