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Friday, November 6, 2009

Foggy Morning

We had planned to go to Poth, Texas to buy feed for the cattle this morning. The news was telling us it was zero visability at our town so we decided to swing by Burger King to await some of the fog to lift. While we were eating John was explaining zero visability to me. Duh! I didn't fall off the turnip truck yesterday. When that white stuff is so thick you can't see what is ahead of you I would say that is zero visability. At least everyone was driving with common sense this morning. Most people had their lights on and people were not passing or speeding. The feed store didn't have much business so all those Polish men were sleeping late or had already been there. I'm inclined to think they had already been there and made their purchase. While I'm speaking of feed stores I will say we haven't been back to On The Farm where we pass the columns I've wondered about so much. I did show the picture to John's son and he said I've seen those and I've wondered too what they are. Oh well we may never solve that mystery. By the time we loaded up the fog had lifted and it was a good ride home and then to the ranch. John dropped me off at the turtle feeding place so I was able to spend some quality time with my turtles. It was a warm sunny morning and they all seemed to be there. Counting turtles is about like trying to count cows. Lucy was right there eating her share. I observed turtles sure are made low to the ground. When they came out of the water to grab any morsel of food they spotted then they would head for the water to eat their body dragged on the rough ground where the cows had tromped when it was wet. I don't think turtles have real good eye sight either because they run into each other sometime. We could hear a lot of shooting so John went to check that out. Sounded like it was on the place but it was across the road. Sounds can be very misleading out there. We saw several hunters with their rigs heading to the country as we were going out. Some of them use a lot of imagination with thier little deer blinds. We saw one hauling a big SUV on a flat bed trailer and the SUV was painted all in camoflage, then he had his deer blind tied on top of that. I can't believe how much money some people spend on hunting. Mel loved to hunt and I loved to go with him but we were tight wads. His granmother didn't charge us but we did chores for her. Our blind was on the ground and was so old the cold (yes it got cold sometime back then) could come in. I passed the time counting the Daddy Longleg spiders in the corner. Wanted to keep an eye on them anyway. Don't know why my stomach always chose the quiet of a deer blind to growl. Mel didn't like that at all. How could a deer hear that and if it did maybe that would save it's life. hee hee I was on the deer's side but I never told Mel.

11 comments:

Gerry said...

I need to tell you I have given you one of my Kreativ Blogger Awards, why because you are just so dang good at thinking up stuff to say about country living. I really appreciate that. You can pick up the award on my entry. Now I got to read what you said about Foggy Mornings! Gerry

Lori said...

Thomas and Eler Beth are gearing up for gun season here which begins next Saturday. They scouted one of their areas this afternoon.

madcobug said...

Paula you can sure tell some funny things. Imagine a deer hearing your tummy growl LOL. Helen

Ora said...

LOL...yes Helen .. a growling stomach is sure loud sometimes...like in church on Sunday morning LOLOL...specially during prayer time...but the fact that "turtles" and their tummies dragging was hysterical LOL...and counting daddy long legs...just to make sure one didn't go home with them LOLOLOL...oh Paula...your blog today was just the good laugh I needed...badly...thanks ever so much and God Bless....hugs....Ora

BlueRidge Boomer said...

Since hunting season started up here, our little herd of five has been sleeping in the trees to the west of the house......i think they know...and feel safe here!!....wonder if they hear my stomach growl??

Always enjoy your stories....LindaMay

Martha (Menagerie) said...

I'd be on the deer's side too. Hunting is something I don't think I could ever do. Camping too, I'm a big fan of plumbing :-)

Lucy said...

I am so glad Lucy is ok. I don't like hunting much but that is because mt brothers hunted for squirrel and rabbit for our food, no deer around there but I always felt to bad for the squirrels and rabbits. They tasted good though when you had not had meat for a while.

Sayit-baldys said...

PAULA,
STOMACH GROWLING CAN SOMETIMES BE MIS-LEADING.
ONE NIGHT I WAS ABOUT TO GO TO SLEEP AND OUT IN THE APARTMENT HALL SOUNDED LIKE TWO OR MORE MEN ARGUING.
IT SUBSIDED AND I REALIZED IT WAS MY STOMACH GROWLING.
MUST QUIT EATING THOSE RAW TURNIPS JUST BEFORE GOING TO BED.
sam

garnett109 said...

About how many turtles do you have?

salemslot9 said...

Mel knows, now
lol

jack69 said...

I must have been on the deer's side too. I went hunting with my BIL every year for many years, in the NC mountains. We would buy about $80 worth of Groceries for the week. We never killed a deer but sure ate good and told a lot of lies around the camp fire.
Loved the entry. YOu have to give the turtles a little credit and room for negotiating their houses without bumping into each other. LOL