Tommy flew in on Wednesday evening and on the way home we stopped off at Cow Punchers for a little bar-b-que. Of course the evening wouldn’t have been complete without a fishing trip. We arrived at the pond just before dark and didn’t catch anything. The wild horses kept us company. 
Kathleen arrived on Thursday evening about thirty minutes before K. G.
It has been seventeen years since K. G. and I have seen each other and that is far too long. She looks great. She hasn’t changed. We’ve taken walks and gone for night rides on the golf cart and of course, she has helped me feed the animals. All is good.
The Chicken Chronicles 
I can’t believe it’s been seventeen years. I’ve had so much fun taking wild night rides with my cousin, Susan, and following her around, just like the good-ol-days. The food is great, the company’s been wonderful, and I’m already planning my next trip with my son, Ion, who would love to create a structure on the property and help Susan with just about anything. But before that happens, I’m going to be watching Josh’s daylilies grow in my garden. We’ve got our fingers crossed that they’ll come up happy and healthy next spring.