Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Deer on Owl Creek


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- Wishing for fall to arrive since the air conditioner is acting up and the hot weather has returned.

Must be patient... Must be patient.... Must be patient.

- I listened to Michio Kaku on Coast to Coast AM last night. I was too tired to listen to the entire program, but I heard about an hour of it. I can't wait for someone to post it on YouTube!

I don't even pretend to understand physics, but I find it fascinating and have fun TRYING to wrap my mind around it. Last night he mentioned some pretty amazing stuff.

- Still no job for Dad. Absolutely NADA. Hopefully, month #6 will bring some well-deserved luck to him.
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- Surprise, surprise. The neighbor opened up yet another portal with the loud music blasting from his new car.

If my life were a romance novel, hurling through that portal would be a braw Highlander with a thick, buttery rich Scots accent and large masculine hands.

Aye, I have a thing for a man's strong hands. I blame the lovable rogue Gerry Butler for that. (Exhibit A I'll post at the end of this entry. Feel free to scroll down. If you do, congrats because you have fine taste and a healthy curiosity. If you don't scroll down, dial 1-800-UNeedHelp).

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This is just so amazing and beautiful to me. While at our land (Owl Creek) yesterday, one of our neighbor's came over to speak to Mom. She told her that two baby fawns were born on our land, beneath one of the oak trees! We knew there have been deer on our land before, since we've seen hoofprints behind the barn, but never would we have imagined deer being BORN there.

The lady said that after they were born they couldn't slip through the fence, so she had to get the wire cutters out and expand the little hole the Mama had come through originally.

We already have a tree there that Mom calls "The Bluebird Tree." (It's name is self-explanatory, but to be honest all types of birds take residence there. And A LOT. Really, I've never seen so many birds in one spot before). So now we think we should name our house, or at least that oak tree, after the deer.

Maybe we should name the tree they were born beneath "The Dear Tree." Lol!

I guess that's sort of a lame play on words, but it's actually growing on me.



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