Quiet Evening....for the most part

July 05, 2013  •  Leave a Comment

Okay.....just exactly what do you see when you look at this photo?????

A fiery  little fellow he is........trouble in the camp!   Ha!

Every evening about the same time.......Señor Rusty  makes his usual rounds of chasing down a lady hen or two......he has yet to catch one.....

Oh, how his little feathered feet seem to do a mexican hat dance across the chicken yard!   He is so determined to be the Commander in Chief!

Round and round in circles he goes ....through the brush,  around the Texas Hen house,  across the little dirt road he races when he sees someone get out of line.  

I've been out in the yard a few times and off he goes as if he's playing a game of chase.....and he stops... and I point my finger at him and fuss for him to quit being a bully.....and he looks at me as if to say..." cha cha old lady!  I got this!!!!  Go back home and drink your coffee!"

 

 

Our day here was nice and quiet.....Bubba and I worked a little outside to pick up remaining tree brush that we had cut down in order to build part of the fence last weekend.

 

I went on a scout for a couple of interesting pieces to take photos of........and I came across a box of old threads....some still on wooden spools....I had to take a few.

I absolutely loved all of the colors.....

I love antiques.....there is so much character in a piece from yester-years......so many conversations.  The smallest piece sometimes, as in these spools of threads can almost speak of past whisperings or thoughts by the person that held them. 

 

 

I wonder how many cups of coffee or glasses of iced tea were sipped while weaving threads through these needles.   

How many afghans were made?  Was it a newborn in the family that needed to stay warm in the winter?  Or a neck scarf made for a loved one or a friend as a Christmas gift?  

So many "wonders".....kind of fun to sit and imagine.

 

 

 

The remainder of the evening went as exciting as it was meant to be I guess.......Bubba had gone to get his fishing rod and hadn't had it in the water about 5 minutes .....and this is what he caught.

Now,  I didn't happen to have my camera with me.     Can you believe that??

All I could do was squeal like a little kid and clap my hands in delight that it hit me all of a sudden......PICTURE!!!!! 

 

 

There were rain clouds in the distance.......but, you would have thought that it was lightening all around me and that the lightening  was on my trail!

I ran so fast.......I didn't realize I could still run that fast .......at my age.   ( No,  don't even ask......that's all you get.  I will not incriminate myself. I am still young enough to run ...throw a football.....ride a bike.....jump rope....do a cart wheel....play soft ball......and roller blade ........a photographer has to stay in shape in order to get all of the pain-stakingly good angles).

 

By the time I returned to the pier......thankfully, the fish was still out of the water........that "window" was still open for me to get a few shots.  

And.....it was getting dark.

 

This one looked to be about 3.5 to 4 pounds.........Bubba's shoe size is an 8.5 if that helps determine the size of this critter.

So, we stayed a bit longer ......and I fished......but, my little red reel didn't bring me a big mouth bass.  

No... just about a four foot pine branch.       I didn't waist my precious breath.... that I was able to finally regain after the "bolt of lightening race for the camera".......to take a picture.  Bubba offered....but, I graciously said...."no, thank you."

 

After a bit,   Bubba caught another .....

 

Not so big as the first......but, the excitement of actually getting these guys out of the water is a thrill in itself....and honestly, if I don't catch a one...just catching a shot of someone else's catch is as exciting.   

It began to get dark.......and we could hear the rumble of the local fireworks around us.....so, we retired to our little cabin.  

We would hear a rumble in the distance.....look at each other and say..."was that thunder???" and then remember....no, it is just fireworks.  

 

Well, time to go for now.    I'll try to keep you posted on any further farm excitement here .....

 

Over and out,

Mrs. Rogers


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