10/05/2017 Yet another update. OK, the black Mom cat it back in the barn. She now has 3 kittens - two black and white and one all black. I am not sure but I think that the reason she was leaving was she was trying to get the all black kitten from where ever it … Continue reading A day in the barn
Friday nights thru the ages (MY ages)!! 20's – who has the best (cheapest!) happy hour? Dancing so good and looking so fine! No better way to spend my time!! 30's – who is hanging out at Dimples (local bar) Friends and drinking what better way to spend my time? 40's – what time is the … Continue reading Old Age…Yep it is here! I thought it would take longer.
Remember when the back yard dirt pile and a vivid imagination was all it took to build an entire city? The little tractor a good push and boom, the road was instantly made. Living on the ranch/farm means taking care of the land. Hard work but it keeps us off the streets! There is a … Continue reading Real life Tonka Toys
Wow, facebook seems to be agog for the football season. I will stand for the flag when ever it is presented that is my privilege earned by many many brave men and women. I think that they are little confused between rights and consequences. They have the right to do what they are doing … Continue reading Rights vs Consequences
I met my friend Anna so long ago I am not sure I could remember a time when we didn't know her. She and her husband lived at the end of the block and managed a small group of apartments there. Her first husband sold my brothers a car. 1950 Ford - three on … Continue reading Anna…
The shadows are long, and the chore list is short(er) than it was this morning. Ok unless you are living in a cave or just not reading my blog you might not know that I am trying to "Grow where I send thee!". So I am trying to be countryfied. This means that a lot … Continue reading Weening Day 1 & 5
All gave some and some gave all.... and some of the ones that gave the most are the ones that are still giving. Veterans in WWI and WWII called it shell shock. Today they call it PTSD. It means they have seen and done things that will never leave them. I have to say that … Continue reading All Gave Some…