Monday, February 20, 2012
There was an eight point buck leading his girls
around the mountain, but by the time I got the camera, he was too far to see.
They're just making
another lap around the
mountain, sayin' hey to ever-body.
Saturday, February 18, 2012
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Once upon a time, we had a little dog. Her name was Pekoe.
She is now buried in the front yard, in our "cemetery", very deep, cause she don't like thunder.
But back when she was "little", she would get in bed with us at night and twirl around, trying to decide the perfect revolution to lay down on, usually 5-6 revolutions.
In the winter, if you look under the covers while she spinning around, it was like a electric light show!
Kilo watt dog!
We therefore, began to use wool and cotton blankets, so the baby wouldn't sparkle so much!
Now those my friends,,, were very good times.