My Mailbox for Yard Sale.....

I had a yard sale Thursday, Friday and Saturday of last week. This is my sign and my mail box. A lot of people laughed. It looked like a child stuffed in my mail box. I made almost 100.00. That will be nice when we go to Myrtle Beach SC next Thursday. It is the Shriners Convention and my son Gary plays the bagpipes with the Highlanders. Last year it was in Virginia Beach. I'm looking forward to a little R&R! Ryan is going with us. I can't wait!

"IT RAINED"!!!!!!!!!!!!

I ran for my camera when it started raining and then I ran out into the rain. Here you cannot see the rain, but you can tell my driveway is wet. My yard is brown. The air smells so fresh this morning.

"LOOK MA, NO GRASS"......

Here is a picture of my step that goes out into the yard. Notice there isn't much grass. Maybe this rain last night will revive what is left.

In My Back Yard....

Lib over at Libs Private Paradise wanted to know what you see when you walk out into your back yard. Here is one thing I see...my Clematis Virginia. The other things are dried up tomato and cucumber plants....brown grass that crackles under your feet. The leaves are falling and they haven't changed colors. The weatherman just said...no rain in sight.

FAMILY REUNION.....

This is Bills side of the family....Not all of them, but a few of them. Of course we missed his Mom. I made a recipe of beef, potatoes , mustard, broth and flour that she always brought to every occasion. Everyone remembered! The reunion was at Bills sisters house in Elizabethton. Thanks Loretta!!!!! It was great!

Another Cat.....

My son went out into the back yard Monday morning and there was a kitten sitting looking up at him. It was a new kitty on the block! It took up with us immediately, and I asked the neighbors if they had a missing cat. They didn't! It seemed to be hungry, so I think someone has dropped it here. When night came, I put him in the lot where Puddy Cat stayed at night. The next morning he had escaped from the lot. I named him "Houdini". Here he is asleep in my swing. He's not Puddy Cat, but I'm beginning to like him just the same.