a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Animal Tails

Raccoon
white tail deer
and the unknown.
Roux-Ga-Roux, Wolf, Mountain Lion or chupacabra?
Your guess would be interesting to know.
Presented  by Hubby's game camera.

Monday, December 16, 2013

A Heart On Snow

The heart-shaped brier leaf lay
reminding me of my blogger friends who missed me.
You have made my world bigger
and my heart more open.
Thank you.

Sunday, December 15, 2013

Multiflora Rose

which Dad called Florabunda Roses, because of it's prolific blooms. This was one of the ideas of the forties ranking right up there with Kudzu. Dad said they were recommended for fencing.  Little did the people know what a hassle they would become.

We cut all we can find although the birds do eat the hips. You can make tea from them and they are rich in vitamin C.  If you have ever walked into a Multiflora Rose you will respect it, avoid it, chop it, and destroy it if you can...or I do.

They are beautiful from a distance but touted to be the a living livestock fence I certainly can understand how it would keep me out or in.  COVERED with prickly thorns, thick growing limbs...a lovely plant.

We are blessed with them here.
See the tiny devil thorns?
Looks just like a rose
but grows far better than any rose I know.

Most of ours are bush hogged but much must be removed by hand along the springs and creeks.  Marcy bought me some rose gloves just for that.  Leather in the palms and the gloves reach almost to my shoulder and I still can't seem to avoid being torn by these beautiful plants.

Gotta love em.  I don't think they will be gone in my lifetime but I can keep trying.

Saturday, December 14, 2013

My Winter Walk

At The Farm you can't really see the lay of the land unless there is the contrast of snow with the trees.  After viewing the hills around me in the valley I know why it was chosen through the years as a Native American campsite.
Fresh running water and
flat lands with rolling hills on all sides 
made this valley perfect for anyone's home.
I wandered to Rock Hollow.
It was not a safe day to climb.
The snow showed me how hidden
the valley and the people here would be.
It was an Ariat day.
No, still haven't found that new pair of rubber boots.
I'm grateful the foresight of my ancestors
allows me to call this peaceful valley My Home.

Friday, December 13, 2013

Strange Light, Mountain Lion and Dumplings...

A long time gone...just like Dylan's song.  I'm not sure where I've been except maybe testing the couch for comfort and reading several books.  Did a little cleaning and a lot of being snowed in. Tried to call some talent out...talent didn't answer.  Enjoyed some winter comfort food like homemade chili, venison stew, dumplings...not in one day but spread over the cold days that rode in on our early winter storms...and it is sleeting now.
Eight inches of snow with ice underneath and ice and sleet on top is not our normal December weather. School has been out many places for a week and only now are running snow routes for the buses.

I have witnesses.  I saw the light!  A round light bobbed up and down far away seen through my kitchen window one night around eight o'clock.  I thought it was a star and maybe I was seeing things. Watched it awhile and to verify I called Hubby and Andrew to look. Andrew saw colors. Hubby said a star then it moved.  We were using a limb on the tree to align it making sure we weren't moving instead of the light. It went up. It went down.  It went left and right. It made circles and stopped.  It began again.  Same routine in the middle of the sky in the middle of nowhere.  Not a plane but could have been a helicopter though there was no sound.  It may be unknown but it was fun to share.

A mountain lion has been sited in our neck of the woods.  My sister saw it weeks ago.  Now our neighbor way up the road has seen it.

I called Game and Fish.  They told me it was probably a young male from a far northern state that had been kicked out looking for new territory.  I asked if they could trap it.  Nope, hard to catch a cat. Danger? Nope.  Well, there was some reason our ancestors eliminated them.  For money, she said.  No, I said, to save livestock and children.  She said, Like I said for money.  I told her the neighborhood in which he was sighted is full of small children that play in the fields. Oh, there's no danger, she said.  Just tell the children always travel in pairs, stay outta the woods and make lots of noise.  I repeated, So no danger??  Nope, she said.  I asked what do I tell the cattle and the chickens?  She had no answer and recorded details of the siting.

To those who have missed me, thank you.

And life goes on At The Farm.
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