You won't see a ph oto of it either. I'm scarred for life ( as the kids tell me , w ith a hidden evil smile). I was on the south side porch, drinking from my water bottle and taking a look down ward at a smaller flow er bed. I had already done some front yar d wee ding and planting, and even planted vegetables in the vegetable garden. I had been wondering where to start ne xt (thinking to myself and n ot making any noise). T he small flower bed was pretty haggard looking. So , I stood and co ntemplated. To my left t he bathroom juts out from the house , and out of the corner of my eye, I could see black fluff moving acro ss the grass t o wards me. It was within 8 -1 0 f eet of me. I screwe d my water cap back on, and was about to p e t Aurora, when I st e p ped in tha t direction, and scre amed. I t had walked directly toward me, and stopped at ab out 8 feet (or less) fro m me. That black fluff was not Aurora our barn cat, ...
Inklings from the Farmhouse, embracing balance and new beginnings.