Scenes from the Country

Now wouldn't this be an awesome pic had I had my real camera? Which I do not, as you know--before it can be shipped back, I have to get a duplicate receipt and evidently that is not as easy as you would think. But my old point and shoot at least got the shot--I was running errands after work, and caught this scene. It is not that rare around here, but I bet most people do not see it often. What I would have done for serious zoom and a sensitive lens!
On the way home, I saw a teeny kitty on the side of the road, so I stopped to see if she was okay. I no more got out of the truck and came around the side, when this little sumpin came bounding across the road and jumped in my lap. There were no houses around, and no mama kitty---but she was so friendly, someone has handled her. Maybe she was dumped? I brought her home to the barn--she talked the whole way home and climbed all over me. Which is why I am sneezing and itching now. I am sure she is not four weeks old...she fits in your hand. She cracks me up the way she sits on her little hiney and looks at you. And she runs to me just like the pig. I so do not like a cat, but I like kitties. She ate every time I plopped her in the bowl--I tried putting her next to it, but she is so little, she could not reach good over the edge. That dish is the bottom of a plant pot--the water thing is a plastic cereal bowl. She does not know what to make of the water. I hope she does okay, I kind of like her.
This is a section of the new fence. This farm had cattle for the 100 years before we bought it and many of the posts still remain. Not pretty, but many of them are still good. Ugly, but sturdy. I have had someone working on replacing all the wood and posts in the bull shed and the sand pit and this section in between them, and we are almost done. That is a story in itself, but at least this section is something to show--I think it is pretty

Lazy weekend coming up--nothing more scheduled that a farrier fix-it job tomorrow, a ride with Madison probably, maybe going to Cedarhurst Craft Fair (a fancy fair, but they have corndogs!) and on Sunday, we are going to Sam Dale Lake to ride with Headleys. Hammer's rest and recovery from saddle galls is over--he is going out again. I have only one more saddle to clean and it is Madison's-an old circle y that has not been cleaned since God knows when, so I had better get to it. I am going to read a pile of new books and hang out with my puppies and try to rejuvenate a bit. Oh yeah, and fix the lawnmower. As usual