Chickens, kittens and barbed wire

We had a chicken to die and until somebody

could scoop it out...I let everybody else

free range. 

They really took advantage of the facilities 

and amenities while I took a break from

walking once a day to their coop to feed 

and water them. 

It was win/win except for the droppings 

which are now pretty much all over the deck and walkways, etc. 

Occasionally I find an egg under a bush which is

fun, but not as fun as Easter since no

chocolate will be involved. 

Also, I find many golf balls which my

husband hits and loses or forgets about 

all over our property.

We also got new sealer on the driveway. 

It meant we had to park a long way off

(our driveway is long) 

which is no biggie, but 

if your arms are full of groceries 

and you can't step on the freshly 

done blacktop but have to hoof 

it up through the sidebar...

well, that's different. 

It is all dry now and I'm bringing groceries to the back door 

without missing a beat. 

Weatherwise, winds of change are 

blowing and I for one am very happy

that it is cooling off. 

We have the wonderful scent in the air, 

of the tobacco being fired.

 It is a nice wood smoke

smell that wafts around like it owns the place.

It hangs low in the sky and you can tell, 

summer is a goner and it's okay now to 

let your tan fade away. 

The mower blade isn't your top priority 

like it was and you can concentrate on

foods that call for allspice and nutmeg. 

Meet Phantom.

He is one of five healthy children

born to our mama kitty. 

I'm wearing out my Instagram welcome taking

tens of photos daily of these babies! 

I'm learning tricks too, like putting a hashtag #kitten 

and people just WHAM like your photo. 

Like who are they? What was it about that tag that

drew them in? 

(follow me? Phyllis Covington)

I have a new Iphone 4s and so spoiled tapping on

that thing like I'm somebody. 

Instagram is so fun and free...grab that app if you 

have a smart phone and let's follow each other.

Oh! 

And if I want my photo to go to Facebook, WHAM!

It's there :) Twitter?

Yep, wham.

This barbed-wire says to me ...

you didn't focus on that crane in the water

behind...

but it also says, don't get tangled...

hung up, you know, 

free yourself from trappings in life...

wanting too much, 

eating too much, 

talking too much...

because trappings take the place of more 

freeing things. 

And there's not room for both. 

Or the wire could just mean "keep off my

property, lady, go take pictures somewhere else!"