I love horses... and my grandchildren

Jase and Lake had pictures taken with their horses. I love this senior picture of Jaselynn Audrey Swann... and the horse is Scout.









Insight

My eyes reflect your world
But doesn't show my heart

My trust is earned
But doesn't win my heart

My back will carry you
But doesn't bare my heart

Gentle words, soft hand
Opens up my heart

Kindred spirits facing the wind
Hear the beat of my heart

Free to race, free to be
You are my heart

I hate it when I do stupid things

One... I fell down the stairs
Two ... I was walking on flat ground and tripped on a rock and BAM ... bruised my shoulder and put a boo-boo on my knee.

I don't know what's up... usually I'm very balance... didn't want to use the word grace because that would be a lie but I keep my center. I've not just fell down in years and years.

Should I start checking out Old StableGranny Homes??

Beauty after the storm

There have been amazing pictures posted at face book of Hurricane Irene. Isn't funny when a storm is named after someone you know, it takes on that person's personality.

Thus... I love that word thus... makes you sound Shakespearean... anyway this storm has made me think of my friend Irene. Every time reporters talked about how violent, destructive, relenting, massive I've thought it can't be... it's named after the sweetest, most caring, quiet person I know. If they ever get to the P's and there is a storm named Patricia... look out world.

These pictures are the skies of Irene off North Carolina. The photographer gave permission to use if the user would included her web address. She is an amazing photographer so I'm happy to pass it on.

www.valerieschooling.com

My Daddy was 82 yesterday

Even when you're 60 years old, your Daddy still has a special place in your heart.

He might be rude at times and always blunt... sometimes he has a heart as big as the universe then other times almost mean in what he says and does... but even through we've not always seen things alike... I love my Daddy.

He won't come see me, he thinks I should always come see him. But he was there for me and my brothers when we was growing up... he provided for us and made sure we got an education.

Happy Birthday, Logan Wallace Trousdale, Jr. better know as Little Jack.

A Riddle for you

What's wrinkled and saggy
What's is red, black, blue, brown and tan
And doesn't bounce?


Me, I fell down the stairs... well really just the last five...took the skin off my wrist, elbow and shoulder and the top of my toes on my left foot. That was interesting thing... I tried to catch and caused my left leg to go under me and those dang toes hurt the worst.
Ronnie heard something and called, "What are you doing?'
Me: "Falling down the stairs." :)

Imspiration in clutter

If you have never been to my house... you might not know I'm a organizer. Not the obsessive kind but I like things to have a place and be in that place, even outside. But -- all ways a but, my writing room. I try... really I do but this picture is how it looks most of the time.

I wonder if my "keep everything where is should be" chokes my creativity?? Well, I'm not going to change so I guess maybe I can just sit in my office to feel the inspiration.

Poetry Friday .... for Irene

I wrote a poem about Nuggett that I would like to share. Remember I'm not a poet but write poems or something like poems. :)

One picture is Nuggett (the red halter) and his mother Goldie and my son's dog Jeannie

One picture is Nuggett and Lisa... the lady that bought him

One picture is me and Nuggett on the trail.


Nuggett


Liquid honey colored eyes
Glazes at the person deep inside.
Past this earthy flesh
And only sees the very best.
I confide to him my troubles and woos
Knowing he won’t tell another soul.
I tell him my dreams, secrets and plans
He listens and loves me without demands.
He tosses his head and stomps his feet
As if to say come with me.
Come along and race with me
Across the ridges of Tennessee.
Leave behind your earthy shell
Open your soul and be yourself.
There is one simple fact
When I climb upon this horse’s back.
For a short time I have a life
Free from trouble and strife.