I’ve Lost My Super Powers

I think I’ve lost my super powers.  They weren’t very impressive to begin with.  I usually called it “ADHD put to good use.”  It seems to be gone.


The last “Super” moon.

I’m exhausted.  It might be the surgery on the foot and then the eye.  Going back to work and changing positions has really been a challenge.  I’m also not a fan of all the rainy weather.  I like my sunshine and walks in the pasture.  Whatever it is, I’m tired.


Snickers (SOOC)

I couldn’t even bring myself to go to the farmer’s market tonight.  I love the market, but the wet weather is so hard on my soaps.  Really hard on them.  I’m glad sales have been good through the market.  Of course, that means I have several more batches of soap to make again.


The fungi has opened up! (SOOC)

I also want to take some other stuff to the farmer’s market.  I’ve received several deliveries lately.  I got my 2015 calendars and my wedding pictures and the one in the middle is my windmill shot printed on a 16 x 20 x 1/2 inch solid maple board.  I love it!


2015 Calendar, my windmill, wedding photo

I need to get some of those photography things added to my on-line market.

Sharing with SOOC Sunday, Camera Critters and Saturday’s Critters.

The Catwalk

I’ve been letting Jules go outside sometimes.  I want her to be happy and have fun, but I also want her to learn to stay in the yard or go to the barnyard or pasture rather than getting on the road.

cat on a fence

cat on a fence

black and white cat

black and white cat

So far, she seems to have mastered the catwalk.

Sharing with Good Fences

The End of Summer

I like all four seasons.  Really, I do.  Even though I might complain about the frigid temperatures or the excessive heat sometimes, I enjoy living in a place that give me four distinct seasons.  There is one season though that I do not like.  It’s “The End of Summer.”

Blue Griffon

Blue Griffon



The end of summer is the time when our state fair starts (last Thursday) and lasts until the official start of fall.  It’s the time when the boys come into rut and the girls come into heat. All the hormones lead to lots of skirmishes and amorous advances.  It’s a pain.  It’s also the time I have to worry more about worms in the goats.  I’m usually swamped with garden stuff, and I have to go back to work.  Today was my first day back at work.  That’s never a happy thing.

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