Buffalo Bill

We have friends that have owned a few Buffalo for a couple of years.

Billy and I have always thought that was the neatest thing.   It is not common around our area to see them.

The buffalo stories have entertained us.  They are extremely strong animals and when they want out….they get out.  They have bent and twisted gate after gate, like it was made out of tin foil. They have disappeared for days….and sometimes weeks.  I’m not real sure how an animal this big….especially 5 of them…can just disappear for weeks without anyone sighting them.   But it has happened….on more than one occasion.

We had a lot of fun one day as we all rode on four wheeler’s through all the back woods and pastures that connect or were even near our friend’s property.  We tried our best to find them.  We did manage to find some tracks, but never did find them that day.  I’m not real sure what we would have done if we had.   They are huge animals.

Eventually, they all would come back to their pasture.  It was a constant wait and watch game.  The “replaced” or “repaired” gate would have to be left open for them to be able to get back into the pasture.  Then they would have to check daily to see if they had indeed meandered back  home.  If they had…they quickly closed them back in.  Securing and strengthening their surroundings each time….but to no avail.

The males are the ones who seem to always want to get out and take the girls with him.   A few years ago, one of the males, …Bob….was …well…used for food.   Bob filled 2 freezers full of meat for the owners.   And they were still able to share plenty with others too.

The girls were pretty good about staying in the pasture….without Bob.

One day this Spring I took these pics of them…

Just hanging out.

They don’t look big here…next to each other….but they are really stout beast.   These are the girls….and they are small in comparison to the males.  One day we saw and heard them run across the field.  Wow….. You know in old cowboy movies, they always act like the cowboys could hear the herd of buffalo coming before it got to them…..Well…they probably could.  They rumble and make the earth rumble when they take off.  And they are surprisingly fast.

One of the girls had a baby boy born about 4 years ago.   They named him “Buffalo Bill” for Billy’s enjoyment.

Billy wanted to start buffalo in our pasture.   But….after all the escape stories…we decided that wouldn’t be a good idea.  We already have a dog that is a master at escaping.  We sure didn’t need to add anything else to our “round up” list.

Meanwhile, “Buffalo Bill” grew…and grew….and grew.  He too started leading the girls out of the pasture, taking out gates along the way.  No matter how much upgrading was done to the fencing….they managed to break through whenever they wanted.

One day around a year ago…he too…blessed many people with his girth.

His meat was used to help many households that were struggling financially.  I think that is neat, it is good healthy meat and taste good too.

We did get a couple packs of the ground beef.

Since he was already gone….I figured that I might as well get the head mounted for a surprise gift for Billy.  It took the taxidermist almost a year to get the mount ready.  I had to tell Billy last year…that his Christmas, Anniversary, Valentine and Birthday gift….all rolled into one was going to take a while to get here.

The taxidermist  said it was one of the biggest buffalo mounts he had ever done.

He was delivered the other day while Billy was at work….this was Billy’s first look at him….

WOW….he’s big….that is about all he kept saying.   Wow….look at that.

Wow…he’s sooooo big!

He measured 42 inches long at the base, and the mount weighs about 150 pounds.

He weighed over 2,000 pounds when he died.  He had his winter coat…which made the hair about 3-4 inches long.  Everything is original except the eyes of course.   It is both beautiful and creepy at the same time.

The horns are supposed to still have some blue paint on them from the last fence he took out.

It was a job to hang.  I helped best I could…but Billy really had to wrestle with it.

It was awkward this week when I fixed Spaghetti with-Buffalo- meat…..

You know…

like someone was looking over your shoulder.

In all sincerity….I am truly amazed when I look at this animal.  I am also appreciative for all the food he supplied to so many people.

It is an amazing and wonderful cycle of life.

And….we like having Bill hang out in the den with us.

Billy….is very excited.  When someone comes to the house that is the first thing he shows them.

And I….well….I… am wondering how I’m going to dust that thing…….

Since he is part of the decor now…..

I suppose at Christmas…I need to hang some garland around his neck and light up his horns or something.

Of course we also have the Long horns we hung last year.  Then there is the eight point deer our neighbor shot with his bow and arrow……that now stares at me while I am working at my desk. Maybe I can sprinkle some tinsel here and there.

I’m thinking we are just about out of wall space around here…..if you know what I mean.

FREEDOM

Today was the “big day”.

A day when we as Americans have the privilege and honor to vote for our next President.

When our children were entering the years of driving, I used this phrase a lot.  With freedom…comes great responsibility.

Wanting them to understand that if they made bad decisions and abused their freedom….it could be taken away from them.

I think that applies to our freedom as a NATION as well.  I never want to take it for granted or treat it carelessly.

I went to place my vote.

Since we moved several years ago, we have had a couple of  opportunities to go to our new voting place.  The ladies that help there know me as soon as I walk up.  I’m still putting faces with names, but I suppose since we are the newer ones in the neighborhood….they all know us.   However, even though they recognize me, I still have to show my identification.   I am  just fine with that, matter of fact, I wouldn’t want it any other way.  They do everything that they are supposed to do, but the smiles are so genuine and welcoming when I come in….and I always get a thank you and a ” I voted sticker” when I leave.

As I was walking out the door I passed a soldier that was coming in.  I smiled and said hello.  I haven’t lived out here long enough to know who he might have been.  But he is someone’s Son.  Possibly someone’s husband and father.  My mind quickly thought of all those who devote their lives to Military life.  It is a huge sacrifice for the whole family.   I also thought of all those who have paid the ultimate sacrifice through the years for my freedom.  Not just for the things I enjoy everyday…but for times like today….the freedom to vote.

Yes, with freedom…comes great responsibility.

 

 

 

I am blessed and thankful to God for allowing me the privilege to live in this GREAT NATION.

GOD BLESS AMERICA….LAND THAT I LOVE

 

Fall Festival

 

 

 

 

 

Making Funnel Cakes has kind of become our second job…..

We started several years ago helping with our church’s fall festival.   We have tweaked things here and there and have become pretty good at it.  The other night we helped another church with their festival.

A friend of ours is the mixer….each part of the process is important.  If the batter is too thin….NO GOOD…..If the batter is too thick…..NO GOOD.

Mr. Joe has it down to a fine art!

Then it is skillfully swirled into the special ring….Billy’s Job

Ring is then lifted while it cooks….

 

The ring goes back to the maker….while the flipper…. being Chris, watches for the perfect color of light brown to appear.

 

Once it is ready….

 

The duster….Holly….sprinkles a nice coat of powdered sugar on top.  This is usually my job…I mentored Holly and she learned quickly.

 

They turn out very nice….and are really YUMMY!

We always end up with a line at our table….I like to think that is because they are soooooo good.   But it just may be because they are free.  Oh well, whatever the case we sure have fun watching other people enjoy them.

There was a lot going on besides funnel cakes…

 

Cotton Candy and Hot Dogs….

 

Cokes…

 

Good Music….

 

Cake Walk….I remember winning a cake at a school carnival when I was little.  It was the neatest thing.  I don’t even remember what kind of cake it was…but I remember being the….WINNER!!!!!!

There were blow up bouncing houses….

 

Our grand kids always LOVE these.

Trunk or treat…This is where cars open their trunk and hand out candy.  Several had neat little games you would play and then pick a treat.

 

They also had Horses….

 

I think that is so cool…when I was little my Aunt and Uncle had horses.  I was always intimidated by the size of them.   But have always admired how absolutely beautiful they are.

 

Our friend loves horses and tries to always line them up for the festival.   Kids of every age were eager to ride and pet them.

With Chris and Holly helping…I was able to sneak away for few minutes to see our grand kids…..

 

Riley was a Cheetah…and Andy was Mario.

 

They are so cute…if I say so myself.

 

Layla was a CUTE  “Groovy” girl….

Then she found the face painting booth…

So she was still groovy…but with a puppy dog face!

 

It was so nice to have all our kids and grand kids around.

 

It is great having everyone live so close.

 

Being able to enjoy every stage of their lives.

 

Including the fact that I got to pull one of Andy’s teeth the other day……  We think he lost one when he ate some Laffy Taffy…

 

It was nice having Chris and Holly help this year….but I don’t think they will help us next year…..

They will be entertaining a little one of  their own!!!!

That is right…we have a new grandbaby coming!!!!!  It is supposed to be a boy and is due to arrive in February.

We are very excited for them….and for US!

God continues to shine His beautiful light on us in more ways than one.

I think about this blessing, put to song.   Growing up, it was often sung as we left our church building.  Loved it then…LOVE IT…more and more as I get older.

May the Lord God bless you and keep you,

May the Lord make his face to shine upon you,

and be gracious to you.

May the Lord lift up his countenance upon you,

and give you peace.

 

Billy and I truly thank Him…..

Praise God….from whom all blessings flow!

S’more fun…..

Friday the temperature was perfect….almost hot actually. Just the way I really like it.  But it didn’t seem like October.  Cooler weather was supposed to be heading our way.  Sure enough… by nightfall…. things changed drastically.  The temperatures dropped and it turned downright cold.

We already had plans to have bonfire get together’s for some Middle School kids on Friday night and the High school kids on Saturday night.  The cold air certainly made it more fun.

We fixed a small fire in the fireplace at the pavilion….

And Billy gathered wood for the big bonfire.  Once it was lit…it was perfect warmth for the cold weather.  There is just something about a campfire.  It smells good and feels great.  I love to hear the noises it makes.

The kids seemed to have a blast.  Funny how gathering times like these make up some of our best memories when we are older.

We were amazed to find out how many kids had never roasted a hot dog over a campfire.  We were glad they were able to give it a try.  Between the two events we ended up with about 70 people.  Needless to say….I wasn’t able to take many pictures during the events.  I was a little BUSY.

But I did take a few pics of these crazy BIG marshmallows before hand.  They are probably 3 or 4 times the size of a regular one.

It is hard to tell here….but….

This gives you a little bit better idea of how big these things are! They are GINORMOUS!!!!! 

The kids loved them…..

This is an exchange student, one of those, who had never roasted a hot dog on an open fire or ever had a S’more….until that night.

We all had to watch as he experienced it for the first time.

Once he was able to free his mouth up from all the goo of the marshmallow….he told us he REALLY liked it!

I will have to say that the BIG Campfire Marshmallows are fun …..and worth trying.

However, I think I favor the regular sized  marshmallows.   Golly part of the fun is cooking them….and one of the big ones fill you up in one roasting.

But no matter which one you choose….you just gotta have a S’more before the season is over!

I know Billy and I had one….or possibly two…..(but who’s counting)

It certainly brings out the kid in you……

Some of the Critters

I went to the farm with some sweet feed today.

A lot of times I have to call for the girls….but not today.

I think this was Brandy…I’m not real sure…she took me by surprise.  She was ready for a treat.

They squeeze together like sardines in a can….There really is plenty of room for them to spread out, using this trough….but…they are soooo afraid one is going to get a morsel more than the other.

This is May….

We bought her in the month of May….hence her name….the owner told us she was expecting any day.  She was bagged up and pretty round.   But she never had any for us.  She must of had them before we got her.   I watched her carefully for weeks….then I noticed she started drying up.  So…she has been in our pasture five months now.  Maybe she will bless us with one before long.  Gestation is 5 months for goats….soooo just maybe….before toooo long.  HOPE SO.

This is her husband Jed…..Handsome little guy….he is gentle and kind.  But he does smell like an OLD GOAT.

This is Moses….I think he has the most beautiful eyes. Besides that,he also has such a sweet demeanor.

Oh…and this is the rest of Moses….

This is Zippy…it isn’t a good picture because she was too busy being greedy.  Oh… maybe greedy isn’t a nice way to describe her….yeah, she’s greedy.  This is one of her get back looks that she is giving to whomever might be even thinking about coming close.  She makes grunts and kicks her hind legs up if anyone approaches her.  But, if she isn’t eating…then she is sweet.

Even baby Jack just backs off and leaves Mom alone while she eats.

These girls believe that nothing should go to waste.   There was a little bit on the ground….little being the key word.

The three of them thought they each should have it.

Cupid on the left and Punkin on the right had to take it out back…..and settle the matter.  I love Punkin’s tongue sticking out.

They aren’t real forceful with one another, but every once in a while…they butt heads….When they can’t see eye to eye….on a situation.

Sometimes, I suppose you just have to stand your ground.

Even if it costs you something.

Because….Brandy… the third cow…well….she ate the rest.

REST

It’s been a busy week.  Matter of fact it has been a busy month.  But, I like to be busy.  I would rather be busy than bored.

Billy and I like the saying we would rather burn out than rust out!

However, sometimes I feel as if I am going in circles.  Yesterday I slowed down and did only the things that really, really needed to be done.  I had a lot of house chores to do, and they took a while.  Then onto the NEED to get done list, returning some items back to a couple of stores.  I wasn’t looking forward to it….I was bone weary.  I had planned to do them all in one day, and get it over with.   I gathered my receipts and put them with the items, trying to make it as easy as I could on me and the person behind the counter.

First stop was quick and painless.  Second stop….not so much.  The gentleman behind the counter was quiet…he didn’t really act like he wanted to be there….and really didn’t act like he wanted me or any other person in line to be there.  But he began working.  The man finished my return process quietly but efficiently.  I felt as if I had bothered him.  I over heard a supervisor, while leaving the counter, that the man had not had a break.  Perhaps that is why he looked at the LONG line with no expression.  I had to wonder what kind of expression I was wearing?

While I was at that same store I needed to get a band for Billy’s watch.  I went to the department and there was a sign stating –for assistance–go to a certain department.  I walked to that department and saw about 5 workers….each working on something different.  They all looked up with blank stares.  I almost didn’t even want to ask.  Afraid of the response I would get.  But, I did it….Could I have some help with a watch band?  Immediately a young girl said…YEP….that would be me!   She instantly dropped everything and walked with me to the counter.  She went right to work….she carried on a light, carefree conversation while she worked.  She smiled a lot and made me feel like she was glad that she could help me.  She was a very tall girl, 6 feet 3 inches, she spoke of  using her height to help her grandmother shop.  She said she could reach things on the top shelf for her.  I noticed she had to get into an awkward position, due to her height, while trying to use the instruments needed at the low counter.  She stretched a time or two as if her back was bothering her.  She was young….but she looked tired.  Who knows what else she does, like school or maybe helping her grandma at home.  She had a great personality and was good with the public, and I was sure to compliment her on that.  Working with the Public is hard work.

I had one more stop to make with a return.  The lit up sign said OPEN.  I looked at my watch as I approached the door and realized they would be closing in 15 minutes.  I hated to do that to the clerk while they were surely trying to close.  There were other shoppers, but no one was in line.  The clerk was sweeping a rug.  She came to the counter and was ready to help.  I apologized for coming in so close to closing time, but explained I wanted to finish up on Saturday and not have to come back on Sunday.  She smiled and started the process.  She then looked up and said thank you for coming on in.  It is kinda hard on Sunday mornings.  I said….it would be nice if you just didn’t have to work on Sunday wouldn’t it?  She said…yes, it would be nice.  While I was signing all the little paperwork they make you do….I asked her if she remembered the Blue law?  Oh….yes…she said…..it would be nice to have that back.  I agreed.

As I walked to the car and on my drive back to the house I thought about the day.  I was tired….all the clerks I encountered were tired.  Granted some had better attitudes than others….but still they were worn out.

I knew that I was done for the weekend.  I could now just relax.

But, I have no idea about the others….maybe they had to go back to work in the morning.

I used to observe Sunday with more reverence.  I used to not go shopping and out to eat on Sunday, because it made somebody else have to work.  I knew how that felt….because I had to do it too… in my younger days.

Through the years I started thinking…hey…the stores are open anyway….might as well go for just this quick item.

I am guilty of treating Sunday like any other day.  I haven’t kept it Holy.  Come to think of it, I hardly even hear that word any more.

We studied the first part of Genesis a few weeks ago.  In the study we covered how the seventh day was for rest.

We need rest.  We just do.  We get like my mama used to say….so tired we can’t stand ourselves.

So, there isn’t a Blue law anymore….but I’m going to try to finish my chores and little stops by Saturday.

If we all did….it would make a difference….eventually.  Then workers could have a day….a day to Worship….a day to relax with their family.

I will be the first to admit that it is not easy to stay out of the stores…or restaurants on Sunday.   But I think I have let it become a habit…..a bad habit at that.

I am going to try to break that bad habit this year.  Especially as I have the pictures of those tired workers I encountered in my head.

God knows what is best for the bodies he made for us…….We need a day set aside to Worship our creator…..and REST.

I know I need it…..because come Monday….I want to be rejuvenated and…… GO.

Exodus 20:8-11

Remember the Sabbath day to keep it holy.  Six days you shall labor and do all your work, but the seventh day is the Sabbath of the Lord your God.  In it you shall do no work: you, nor your son, nor your daughter, not your male servant, nor your female servant, nor your cattle, nor your stranger who is within your gates.  For in six days the Lord made the heavens and the earth, the sea, and all that is in them, and rested the seventh day.  Therefore the Lord blessed the Sabbath day and hallowed it.

 

 

Neat Country Stuff

I noticed this the other day….and thought….what is that?

Curiosity made me go closer….It looks like a squirrel decided to turn this log into a table and eat his dinner.

Nuts and mushroom tops must have been on the menu.       CUTE

Spiders are NOT a favorite of mine….but I do admire the beautiful talent they possess.  Especially when they create something this intricate over night.

Absolutely amazing…….

When you live in the country….even the dogs get a country looking house.  This is one of the latest projects in progress.

 

This project just finished up….the Bee house.  It will hold supplies for Jeff, the Bee Man.  So…..it needed to be cabin looking too…right.  I passed by it the other day and saw Mabel all stretched out on the front porch.  She really looked cute….and relaxed!  However, she likes to greet Jeff when he comes to work the bees.  Twice so far she has come back to the house with a swollen face.  I have had to give her something to make the swelling go down…..her little face really gets distorted when it swells.  Poor thing….I suppose she will eventually learn to stay away while he is in his “Bee Suit”.

We have all heard the joke….why did the chicken cross the road?

But…. I have been wondering that with the ducks around here…..

I was going down the road the other day and they started to cross……so I stopped and watched.  Thankfully, I had the camera with me.  I thought that I wouldn’t have time to get it out and get a picture before they were finished crossing.

 

But about the time they all got across……they turned around and went back the way they came……

So, I grabbed the camera.

 

Oh….wait….wait…yep…they turned around again…..

They did this several times….about the time the whole flock would get to one side…..they would do the old switcheroo.

It usually would start with one…..

 

then most of the flock….would waddle by quickly….and then there might be one or two bringing up the rear…..

 

But if he didn’t hurry…..he would never make it all the way across the road….before….

 

They all came waddling back……all 51 of them.

I found it amusing.   However, I wasn’t in a hurry.  I pulled over so I could take several pictures.  Another man was coming from the other direction.  Upon approaching I guess he thought while they were in one lane he could go around them…..but….they would turn on a dime and go back, ending up right in front of the car.  So he tried to go around using the other lane….but…..well…you get the picture.   He did eventually inch around them.

They have recently started the road crossing thing.  They were just coming up to the edge of the road…but they wouldn’t cross.

So…we have to go back to the same question they ask about the chickens……

Why did the Ducks cross the road?

We may never know……

They do however, provide a lot of entertainment….

The kind of entertainment you only see in the country!

NEAT STUFF!

 

 

Apple Pie

This time of year there are fruit stands with beautiful baskets of apples all along the county roads.    I knew I was getting close to one the other day, as I drove down the road…. I found myself having a mental conversation.

Oh….I think I will stop and see if they have apples….

No…I don’t need to buy a bunch of apples….

Oh…I bet they do…I bet they are really good this year….

Maybe I will just pull in and look…..

Sooooo……

I purchased some apples from the fruit stand the other day……

My thoughtful mother in law sent some apples home with Billy the same day.   But the really good part of that is…we really like apples and we had different kinds!!!!  So, since I have made….PLENTY….. of Jelly….this summer….I decided to make a pie.

I found out that my sweet Aunt makes an apple pie about once a week for my Uncle.

I thought that was soooooo sweet.

She was gracious enough to share it with me….also stating that it was really easy….

A pie that taste good and is easy….now that is right up my alley!

Here is her recipe…..It’s GOOD…..Really, Really GOOD!

6 Cups Apples-(Granny Smith)

1 Tablespoon lemon juice (optional)

3/4 Cup Sugar

2 Tablespoon Flour

Cinnamon to taste….I used 1 teaspoon

1/2 Teaspoon Nutmeg

1/2 Cup raisins (or dried cranberries or chopped walnuts)

Pastry for double crust—or you can just use top crust.

Here is a beautiful Granny Smith apple my mother in law sent our way…..

This is one of the Golden Delicious apples that I bought…….I decided to try both kinds.

My Aunt lives a LOOOOOONG way away from me….so she couldn’t show me how she does hers.  I am sure she does a MUCH better job and has it down to a fine art if she is making one a week…..

This is how I decided to go about making mine…..with her recipe

One time I saw a picture of a pie cooked in a skillet…since we live in the country….I gave it a whirl.

I do not make pies often….obviously….so I bought my crust.  I knew it would have to taste better than me making my own.  Besides, I didn’t want to waste those good apples on a bad pie!

I melted some butter in the bottom of my skillet, it just looked like it needed some good ole butter in there……then I placed the first crust down….

Mixed all my ingredients and placed them on top of the crust.  Billy chose walnuts to go with his apples….

After I put the top crust on I brushed the top with egg white and made a few slits.  I cooked it for about 1 hour and covered it with foil the last 10 minutes so it wouldn’t over brown.

YUMMMMY….it smelled so good cooking!

Who can wait until it cools….I cut us a piece and topped it with Vanilla Ice cream…

I served Billy and went to get the camera so I could get a picture of him and his beautiful slice of pie….a la mode….

When I returned….and I was only gone for a minute….it was pretty much GONE.

So this is the only picture I got….

It is safe to say…….. he liked the pie!

I said…. well…. Billy!…..I sat the camera down and inhaled mine as well….so still no picture!  Oh, well…..

Thank you Aunt Janet…..it was VERY, VERY, GOOD.  I think I shouldn’t tell Billy that some people get a homemade pie every week……If you know what I mean!!!!!

Oh….and Uncle Pat…..you are a very blessed man!

This saying came to mind…..

Anyone can count the seeds in an apple, but only God knows how many apples are in a seed!

Happy Birthday Daddy

Today is my daddy’s Birthday!  He would have turned 77 years old.   That seems so unreal to me…..because I have an image in my head of a very YOUNG man.  He was just 29 years old when he passed away.

I was thinking about how things have changed through the years, especially 47 years.

For instance….Neil Armstrong walked on the moon for the first time.  If I remember correctly we were visiting at my Grandma’s house when that happened.

My Mom and Dad didn’t own a car with air conditioning…..now that is standard in most all cars.

Kids didn’t have to be in car seats or wear seat belts.

Grocery Stores had cash registers that had buttons not scanners.  Price tags….not bar codes.

No more party lines, or rotary dialed telephones.   He never even saw the push button phones that came and went.   Now a lot of people do not even have a land line anymore. Even the Pay phones are just about obsolete.  If you did find one…it wouldn’t be a dime!

My Daddy was a FORD man.  From what I can tell the average car price in 1965 was about $2,350.00.  That was a lot of money back then….I’m sure that is why He and Mom had used cars.  He would have loved to have seen all the changes that have taken place in the auto industry.

Gasoline was about .31 cents a gallon.  Now we have Gas stations…not service stations….and you pay at the pump….with plastic.

An average house was about $21,000.00…although I know they paid less.  Mom talked about cutting costs by replacing  iron railing for the stairway instead of wood.   They had hardwood floors instead of carpet…now Iron rails and hardwood flooring is expensive.  They also opted to not have central air, only central heat.  Air conditioning wasn’t standard in homes.

A postage stamp was .05 cents.  Now we can send a letter practically free….with e-mail.   But it doesn’t have the charm of a handwritten note.

He had a turn table with BIG speakers and a diamond head needle to play his record Albums…..not an I-Pod.

He enjoyed an occasional ice cold Coca Cola from a bottle…not a can.

Home cooked meals were an everyday thing….now eating out is an everyday thing!

Hand written paychecks and pay stubs were the norm.  Electronic paychecks, bills paid on line with automatic drafts are now the norm.

Every area of our lives have changed with technology in one way or another.

It’s pretty fun to think about the changes when you take time to just sit and reflect.

However, some things never change….Like remembering our loved ones on their birthdays!

Always in my heart…always on my mind.

No matter how many years go by!

FALL

The mountains are beginning to show signs of Fall.

The colors are brilliant….

It seems it happens overnight.  Why just last week I didn’t notice all this color…..

I had to just stop….. I watched the sunshine pour through these trees.  I tried to capture the beauty…..but ….it was impossible.

The yellow leaves appear golden when the sun shines on them at just the right angle.

I saw this little guy yesterday while Billy and I were out….but I didn’t have my camera.  Today, I went back to the same spot….and there he was.  Once again enjoying the water puddle in a ditch.  I love it when critters make new little places their home.

With all the flowers fading away for the impending winter….it is neat to see this bee enjoying the last of the wild flowers.

Why even these mushrooms have a beautiful color…perfect for autumn.  I don’t believe I have ever seen any this color before.

Amazing ….. the beauty and color is everywhere you look.

The weather was absolutely beautiful today, a perfect time to enjoy the leaves.  All too soon they will loosen one by one and gracefully fall to the ground.  Did you know that if you are really quiet in the woods when the leaves are falling…you can hear them hit the ground.  I know it sounds crazy right….but try it some time.  Actually most of the time we have been in the woods for a walk  I couldn’t help but notice how quiet nature really is.  Sure there are the occasions when the owls talk to one another or you hear the rustling of the leaves as a bird searches for worms…or squirrels scampering from one tree top to the other.  But on most days…it is very peaceful and quiet.  Now night time….that’s a different story.  The sounds of the coyotes will give you goose bumps…..

Speaking of goose bumps…..I saw these little evergreens and they instantly made me think of Christmas.  In just a few short weeks we will be bundling up for walks and decorating trees that look very similar.  That time of year holds lots of wonderful things too…but I’m not ready for the cold weather just yet.  Matter of fact…I have a saying….For every cold day we have….that is one less day of cold.

For now….I’m enjoying the beauty of Fall…..and all the things that go with it!