I know you are all wondering why you are seeing pictures of the dogs walking at the parks daily now.
Why there are so few pictures along the gravel roads.
Here's one from this morning... at the bluffs on Stranger Creek. You see they
are turning red now in the fall.
I took this on the way to church this morning, I leave early so I can go
the slower way and take pictures.
This rather disgruntled looking hawk was just around the corner from the house... and he looked thoroughly cold. He was all fluffed and clinging tightly to the cross arm.
It was in the forties this morning, and the high seventies, by evening!
This guy was on a pole further down the road.
And another flew away as soon as he saw me coming.
Even though there isn't much color on the road sides.... there is still beauty.
And today, for the very first time, I had a frisson of fear when I snapped these pictures of plants in an overgrown pasture... I had not realized there were two men talking at the top of the pasture, and they yelled something at me, after having (I think) come down the hill toward me.
I do get scared sometimes when I get out of the car to take pictures.
I was in the car in this instance.
There was a jack o'lantern on both fence posts here.. it is the beautiful drive, with the deer and turkeys.
I didn't see ONE this morning!
It looks scary, doesn't it!
Now, why we are not seeing pictures of the old place...
we have leased it out.
Yes, our beautiful Calamity Acres is leased to a young
family, father, mother and 3 year old daughter. A tiny chihuahua
(who thinks he is a big beast) lives there with them.
They have the chickens.
It has been a long month for me, because my attachment is so
great. You notice I say IS.... I am purposely not going by there, even
on the highway... I just can't bear seeing it for a while.
I did talk to good neighbor Troy by FB messenger today, and
he reminded me I could bring the dogs out to run around the pond any time I want.
I just can't, right now.
Someday I will be able to... just like the first Calamity Acres.
I did go take care of the Ag Hall chickens today, just to keep my hand in!
(laugh).
Today, my youngest son Jeff, turns 45... and it's All Souls Day in
my church.... we remembered all those who have passed away
this morning, and every day this month.
I've decided to name something every day for which I'm grateful...
and... the first day:
1. Puppy Butts. My dear husband knows why.
Welcome, November!
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