Thursday, October 11, 2018

IT'S A DOG'S LIFE ...


BEACHIN' IT! Granddaughter Katie Moore's dog Duke in the morning mist at my place by the creek the morning after the recent flooding storm. Look closely to see all the sand washed down by the creek...
  I have a beach along the creek, a beach in the trees, there was even a beach in the barn along with the water!
 None of this phased Duke, sitting in the sun on a big rock above the beach!
 (And no, I don't know what brand he drinks).




Wednesday, October 10, 2018

FEELING PENSIVE ...


 FEELING PENSIVE ... My morning was filled with a string of appointments, the final being a meeting with my long-time accountant re the final IRS form for the year. 

   As I signed the form for e-file, he gently informed me, "That is the last IRS JOINT FORM you will sign. From here on, you sign as a single lady."

   I knew that, I guess, but it startled me. Funny, I don't feel single. How could I, when my Bob still rides shotgun with me?

Monday, October 8, 2018

OCTOBER TEARS ...





                                               Tears, golden tears,
 To our trees they are bound.

 Then stormy winds
 Fling the tears to the GROUND!