Stand-Off at the OK Corral

There's so much writing needs to be done to catch you up. I promise - I'll sit down and do it ASAP. But for now I just wanted to tell you about two "pictures" that I couldn't take because I didn't have a camera.....but which were so good I hope I can memorize them into my brain.

The first happened at the close of my day yesterday. The kids and Hapapapa were in the play room and I went in to say good bye. The youngest little guy was standing up with a nerf machine gun strapped over his shoulder looking like a Revolutionary from the days of Che Guevara. Reminded me so much of my little girls growing up in the '70s.

The second image was this morning. I went out front early this AM armed with coffee and the lawn mower. As usual my yard work supervisors, Blue and Waylon, came out with me. As I've mentioned before, this is crow territory and when the crows are around they make a raucus for one reason or another. Usually it's because Blue is sniffing around the church property instead of staying in our yard. Today, even over the noise of the lawn mower, I could hear one crow going nuts. I looked up to see Waylon sitting in the middle of the street. Twenty paces down the street was a fat crow shouting out insults while sauntering back and forth like a sheriff threatening to draw his gun and fire. Waylon stood his ground and there ensued a five minute stare down. The crow finally turned and flew away. Waylon, always one to accept a dare, stretched out his right leg and licked it.