What a wonderful time. Me and the dogs. I really wish I was
smart enough to post pictures. But then I would have to actually
take the pictures.
My wife ran me out of the house. She's baking again today for tonights
family dinner and she said she doesn't need my help. I don't know why.
Could it be something I've done? Who ever understands women.
My woods are beautiful to me in any season. Even in the dead of winter.
Nice wide trails cut for walking or riding side by side. Not alot of down
stuff, we keep it fairly picked up. Even the briar patches are kept in check.
Not a sign of all the halloween that went on back there. Not as much as
a single pop can, cigarette butt or even a piece of paper. Just clean woods.
Porch swing back there. Nice place to set and listen to the brook run. Rained
here in the last few days, little stream gurgling nicely. You can see where the
deer come to water.
I can hear the neighbors cattle in the distance. He retired year, his wife has a
few more to go. She's my daughters teacher, by the way. I've known her since we
were children. My brothers and I use to steal watermelons from her daddy's
watermelon patch. I guess he planted them to close to the road and to far from
the house.
Someday I'll have to learn how to take pictures. I'll put that on my list of things
to do this year.
Meanwhile, my walk is over and I'm back home.
Still not allowed in the kitchen.
Spook
smart enough to post pictures. But then I would have to actually
take the pictures.
My wife ran me out of the house. She's baking again today for tonights
family dinner and she said she doesn't need my help. I don't know why.
Could it be something I've done? Who ever understands women.
My woods are beautiful to me in any season. Even in the dead of winter.
Nice wide trails cut for walking or riding side by side. Not alot of down
stuff, we keep it fairly picked up. Even the briar patches are kept in check.
Not a sign of all the halloween that went on back there. Not as much as
a single pop can, cigarette butt or even a piece of paper. Just clean woods.
Porch swing back there. Nice place to set and listen to the brook run. Rained
here in the last few days, little stream gurgling nicely. You can see where the
deer come to water.
I can hear the neighbors cattle in the distance. He retired year, his wife has a
few more to go. She's my daughters teacher, by the way. I've known her since we
were children. My brothers and I use to steal watermelons from her daddy's
watermelon patch. I guess he planted them to close to the road and to far from
the house.
Someday I'll have to learn how to take pictures. I'll put that on my list of things
to do this year.
Meanwhile, my walk is over and I'm back home.
Still not allowed in the kitchen.
Spook
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