How many does it take?

Last summer, when that girl from New York was here, I got some baby ducks, and when they were big enough, we put them in the pond. Well, some flew away, others became midnight snacks, and this continued until there was just one left.
So Saturday, Joel, Lyndsey, and I went to the feed store to get a new batch.

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The nice young lady picked out ten mallards and put them in a box for our trip home.
While she was doing that, Lyndsey was eyeballing the quail. So I thought, “What the heck” and asked that nice young lady to box some up for us.

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She got a bigger box, and commenced catching the quail. But the deal was that the quail would jump out of the box before she could close the flaps.

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She needed some assistance…and then some more. Sooooooo, how many people does it take to put quail in a cardboard box and keep them from jumping out? …… THREE…

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a Cajun, a Redneck and a Yankee.

Month in review

As June gives way to July, I want to give an update on what’s happening in our neck of the woods.

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The pigs are still hanging out, but making fewer appearances, thanks to their worse nightmare…Phil.
The squirrels hosted a banquet in our corn patch, and what they didn’t consume,

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Piper helped me shuck.
That girl from New York

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has settled in nicely, and she and Tandy have become buddies.

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The wild horses are making their rounds out where Adam and Laura live.
Speaking of Adam and Laura, I’ve included a profile of their baby

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to be born in November. His name is Payton James.
And then, the day before Father’s Day, Josh’s bunch showed up wearing matching shirts. Little Miss Priss, who didn’t have a clue,

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WAS the clue.

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It took a minute, but we figured out that grandchild number five is on its way, and should arrive in February.
The last report that we got from one of the twins was, “That baby sure is making Mommy sick”.

Month in review

As June gives way to July, I want to give an update on what’s happening in our neck of the woods.

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The pigs are still hanging out, but making fewer appearances, thanks to their worse nightmare…Phil.
The squirrels hosted a banquet in our corn patch, and what they didn’t consume,

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Piper helped me shuck.
That girl from New York

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has settled in quite nicely, and she and Tandy have become buddies.

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The wild horses are making their rounds out where Adam and Laura live.
Speaking of Adam and Laura, I’ve included a profile of their baby,

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to be born in November. His name is Payton James.
And then, the day before Father’s Day, Josh’s bunch showed up wearing matching shirts. Little Miss Priss, who didn’t have a clue,

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WAS the clue.

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It took us a minute, but we figured out that grandchild number five is on its way, and should arrive in February.
The last report that we got from one of the twins was, “That baby sure is making Mommy sick”.

Wishing I was there

I’ve lived in the Deep South all my life… on the same piece of property…and I must admit, I’m quite fond of the place. But, if I had to pick one thing that I don’t like, it would be summertime. It seems that the older I get, the hotter it gets. I don’t have any evidence to support that, so you’ll just have to take my word for it.
Yesterday, all I could think about was how hot it was. Then it occurred to me that last year at this very time, Joel and I were packing for Alaska, where we found lows in the forties and highs around sixty.
I thought about how nice it was

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to walk barefoot along the beaches of Cook Inlet, and

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stand in awe of snow capped volcanoes.
I thought about the house

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on the peaceful shores of Daniels Lake, where we could easily find the bathroom in the middle of the night, because it never got dark.

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I thought about Mom and Minx, and how Mom just lets me make myself at home.
I thought about how nice it was to sit in the dirt

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and pull weeds while rocking a wool shirt…IN JUNE.
And I wished that I was there. And I would be…if it weren’t for those blasted mosquitoes.

Rendezvous with a Cookie

Wednesday morning,

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Piper and I made the drive to

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Tamp and Grind, the starting point for our weekly field trips.
We were the first ones in our party to arrive, so we passed the time by making conversation with those who frequent the place. There was one little girl

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that Piper kissed,

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and made VERY happy. So if he doesn’t work as a therapy dog, maybe he can try politics.
Along with Nancy, we were to rendezvous with

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Cookie, and her human,

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Stephanie.
Not only are Piper and Cookie in the therapy dog program, they both have a little trouble keeping their mouths shut around other dogs. So, in order to remedy that,

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we just threw them in the ring together. And, it worked pretty well.

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Piper wanted Cookie to play in the worst way, but when that didn’t happen,

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he turned his attention to Stephanie.
We plan to get Piper and Cookie together again…and then again…because they say the third time is a charm.

Join me

Some spaces in time are very brief, lasting only a moment. If we ‘re not paying attention, they they will slip away.
Others can be revisited, but each experience will always be different.
And some spaces in time last for a season, never to be repeated. Embrace them, for they are rare. Take notes. Take pictures. But most of all, take time to make memories.
Don’t ignore the little things, for when it’s all said and done, it’s those little things we struggle so hard to remember.

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Join me on Wednesday, July 2, in “A SPACE IN TIME”. (As the time draws closer, I’ll give directions on how to get there.)

Watching it well done

Pat Garrett was asked if he was nervous when he shot and killed Billy the Kid in the dark. “No,” he answered. “A fellow with nerves wouldn’t last long in the business I’m in.”
As far as I’m concerned,

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that goes for the hog hunting business also.

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But Phil…well, he’s kinda like Pat Garrett. He’s been following pig trails and trying to get in the heads of those ‘nosy’ nighttime share croppers.

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Then, he catches them in snares and hauls them out one at a time.
We got to watch Phil work his magic the other day.

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He gets a hold of those things, throws them, kneels down on them,

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hobbles them so they can’t walk, and carries them to the truck.

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The whole process was worth watching…from afar of course. And the one who got the biggest kick out of watching that ‘nassy pig’ get what was coming to it was

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the girl next door.