Whole lot of blogging going on….

So many topics to cover….

Possum Manor West

Orbs

Smoky Mountains

Homer

Ann’s friend has moved into Possum Manor West. She comes complete with dog and cat. I have a picture of Usti ( Cherokee for small), but the kitty is still in hiding. All the dogs got a long until Brando the Moose decided to get food aggressive. Poor Usti, he had not realized he was living with the the canine version of Sybil. Cesar the dog whisperer guy says it should get better. We shall hope.

Usti is a Blue Heeler who broke his little leg in the growth bone while he was a little pup (He is not even a year old yet.). He runs and hops and runs on his little crooked leg. We like him a lot.

Look at Brando….he does not have the face or expression of a smart dog, does he?

These are two of the types of lily we have in the backyard. They really are beautiful, and I think those are two pretty good photographs if I do say so myself.

Ok, I have said I have seen things at the Possum Manor West house. I took this photograph outside at the end of a storm. These could be refection of rain drops, but why are there not more of them? They could be orbs. Who knows. I think it is something to think about.

Why do they call this area the Smoky Mountains? This is why.

Carrie says it is the forefathers smoking their pipes.

Today I went to visit Homer and Melisse. Melisse is a friend from work; Homer is her horse. He is huge; he is beautiful; he is friendly; he is loving. He has a buddy at the stable who gave me a kiss. I thought maybe he was trying to chew my cheek off, but Melisse explained I had just been honored with a kiss. How sweet.

The first time I saw one of those hoods on a horse I was horrified. I thought they were trying to blind the poor thing. I then learned that they keep the flies and gnats out of their eyes and ears. They don’t mind them at all.