Poppy comes home from hunting around lunchtime then goes back into woods around 3:00 and sits in the tree until 6:30. Eli and Weetie love to hear that four-wheeler coming up the road.
It is not often that a Virgo gets her facts mixed up and puts out a bunch of wrong information. Why Virgos are, after all, perfectionists! But I'm afraid this time it was me who screwed up.
To all my dear sweet Canadian blogging friends who asked me, "where in the world is Green Mountain Canada", well there may not be a Green Mountain Canada. Shelby and Jimmy, Pat and Mike were vacationing in Blue Mountain Canada.
When Shelby told me that it was Blue Mountain and not Green Mountain, I said well I'm pretty sure you said Green Mountain. Shelby said, no, I'm pretty sure I said Blue Mountain. We laughed and left it at that. Later going through papers on the bar, I saw my note scribbled when Shelby called before they left for Canada...it said, will be in Blue Mountain Ontario Canada. Oops! I apologize.
I have just about killed myself working again today. I cleaned the goat lot...an area in front of this little manger looking barn that was a foot deep in rotted hay, goat droppings, rich soil, and earthworms. Eight wheelbarrow loads I struggled to push up to the garden and empty.
Then I cleaned out and raked under the shelter where we park the mower and the four-wheeler and store the hay and stuff.
Poppy may be needing the computer. Hope to be back soon. The bed will feel mighty good tonight.