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Daily Archives: August 28, 2017
As winter settled in, the pups grew…and grew….and grew! If it wasn’t for the patience of my sweet Farmer, I wouldn’t have been able to handle them. It got to the point where he was the one that took them out for their daily business. Oh! Believe me, I tried to let them run. Thinking that they would train easily, as did Polli (Apollo) was a huge mistake on my part. Let me describe Polli. Almost 10 years old. Spends most of his day in the following manner: *In the truck with dad *On dad’s…
The following is a passage from my book..THE ERSTWHILE ACORN… in progress. I am one who profoundly admires trees. In my opinion, every tree has it’s own personal story, spirit, and soul. Being an artist, when I encounter tree branches, I admire the lines, curves, curls, and twisting limbs. I engage the setting behind the tree, and admire the framed picture it creates. As I sit on our big country porch, I view the huge, succulent, Burr Oak that resides in our barn lot. It has stood on our farm for 350 years, as a monument to…