My leukemia's back.

Sigh I miss my dad but Know he checks in now and then..... Usually a flight of Ravens or the errant smell of Cigar smoke... and the occasional orange blossom smell.
a memory of irreverent laughter...

The good parts of them live in us always and forever... Thats the memory I took away. I didnt do the service stayed out in the hall with the cousins and Mom had people to help her.... Havent been back to the grave site... dont need to.

deb
 
to help out the want to buy syndrome, my coop was in horrible shape, needed many repairs but since I knew I needed to move I took the equipment and glass out this week, and then took a can of gas to it, warned the neighbors that unless they see a fire truck coming down the road don't worry I simply torched it. even if fixed up it would not be portable enough to move, I might have been able to take it from one side of the lawn to the other, but it was not in any shape to haul down the road. did it about dusk, so the smoke would blend in with the smoke from people's wood stoves when they fired them up as they got home, and light enough not to see the flames as easy. so no chickens sheep or goats since I have no housing fro them. I don't want/need a dog (there are some people who give them away in the parking lot at the auction barn) and I really would like a cat, this is not the right time for it...
 
A friend told me a story that back in the 60's era or so there was an alcoholic that swore off drink and started to turn his life around he got a job and had to walk past a bar to get home from work and to avoid the temptation to drink he passes by a store a block or two before hand he bought a quart of butter milk and drank it up before he got to the bar, he was so full and almost sick from drinking it he couldn't even drink even if he wanted to if he went into the bar. it kept him from the bar and on course for home. I did the same thing, but for animals...
 

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