A month or so ago, I had an afternoon alone so I headed down to the lake about a mile from the house.
I have never thought of myself as a bird-watcher, but my 16 year old son corrected me on this fact last night, LOL.
Over 2-3 hours I sat listening to the sounds of nature and watching deer and a groundhog, I caught some large birds going about their daily activities.
I’m really not sure what kind they are, hopefully an on-line friend (Bob) can/will stop by and let me know what they are.
We saw this sweet ride in Asheville while buying the new computer, I’ve always wanted an Italian Sports-car, one of my co-workers has an older sports car. He’s not married and has no children, no family to speak of, so his car is pretty much his life.
As Sadie and I was bent-over looking inside, the owner came up and started talking to me. Seems he has no family either.
Seems he has recently moved to the Asheville area from Tampa, Fla.
As I was putting Sadie back in her car-seat, I was smiling to myself and thanking God for the 2 great children I have been Blessed with.
Sure I wish I had a $200,000. Italian sports-car in the garage, but I’m happier with all the dirty clothes, the high school football/baseball games, all of Blake’s buddies camped-out on the livingroom floor on the weekends, all the staying up late to help Blake with his home, and all the rest of the everyday life issues I have now.
I have a Hummer that is about 2 years old, a 10 year old Toyota truck and another small car that I drive most of the time, so I’m really Blessed.
I suppose that once Blake and Sadie are grown and gone, I’ll think about getting one….but by that time I’ll be to old to enjoy it. LOL
Woke-up to a rainy day this morning, after feeding Sadie and doing alittle house work, I thought Sadie and I would head-out to Asheville for some shopping.
It was sprinkling off and on the whole way over. We stopped by and visited with some friends whom we had not seen in a couple months.
We ended-up at the Apple computer store, after looking around for an hour I finally bought a new Mac Pro.
After I had it set-up with way I wanted it I hope for $5800.00 it’s really worth it.
We were taking pictures on the way to and from Asheville, and we have alot more running to do, so I’m sure we will have a ton of pictures to post later tonight.
Halloween Night
Your parents are away for the weekend:
The epic Friday Night all alone;
the fall is upon us and you decide
it is time you turn out all the lights…
Should not be scared, eh?
Waiting: Searching: Thinking:
His lips crease and snap;
“Snitches get Stitches”
was always the term:
All is quiet and dim;
the lights are all out and everything
is in black motion as one attempts sleep:
A Creak
A Groan
A Hum
A Moan
Shall one continue?
Must it be said?
He looks down upon you with such cold, sick eyes:
his hands outstretched at the end of your bed.
“Wake up you wretch!”
The words seek you immediately,
grip your ears and shatter the senses;
you feel a cold presence against between your shoulder blades…
Throw away the covers and turn on the light:
The night has gotten to you before,
nothing to worry about at all:
Nothing is wrong.
At the moment, anyway.
“Spell-Binding Witch”
The voice hisses, coiling around your neck
as an unseen force…
Grab your throat!
Quickly;
protect yourself from this invisible foe!
What are you waiting for?
Have you no right to life?!
Save yourself!
Save yourself while you can…
But no: “The voices are all in my head”
you mutter; you recover your nerve and turn out the light.
CLATTER!
A bolt against the window:
Someone is in your room.
In the gray slivers of moonlight you see nothing,
the blackness covers all else.
From the corner of your eye:
what’s that?!
“How could you – No! NO!”
The voices of the past flood back:
A cold chill grips you again.
A sharp “CHINK!” awakens you again:
you try to turn on the light, but alas, dead…
A power-outage.
“Have you no regrets?”
the same blood-curdling voice appears:
There! AT THE END OF YOUR BED!
He’s there again….
He leans into the strands of silvery moonlight
revealing the face of what once was:
His face is gray with such age and decay,
broken glasses sit crooked on his stubby nose.
His eyes are sunken into the sockets,
staring out blindly, intently…
There: his lips are stitched closed with a thick black thread:
As is a fine line at the base of his neck, where blood still scraped along the seems…
Dried blood has filled the cavities of his face since you’ve last seen him,
Maggots taking great joy in housing his jaw and left ear.
His hair is dark and matted, greasy and caked with dirt.
He reaches out a hand as you scream:
You leap out of bed and try to escape:
The Door’s locked!
Your eyes widen as you feel a chill on the back of our neck:
Bony, soot-covered fingers curl around your shoulder, finding their way up your neck, over your ear, to your eyes.
He whirls you around and demands,
“Scared yet, little brother?!
Are you?!”
He deliberately opens his mouth to the extent of the stitches,
revealing a singed gray tongue and rotted teeth filled with a variety of sickening color.
His eyes widen as you scream and he cackles.
Another “CHINK!”
A search of light overwhelms the area: the desk light is on again.
You close your eyes as you anticipate a terrible blow,
but you are stupefied to find that you are alone.
All Alone.
You lower your defensive arms from your face and walk over to your bed.
Terrified of the shadows, the light remains on for the time being.
“Just… a….”
you pant hesitantly, unsurely…
“A bad dream – just a dream….. just…..”
You lift your head slowly to look at the partly opened window.
“A bad dream.” you conclude.
As you bring the covers to you chin, however, you look around once more.
Over there: On the windows glass:
Burn marks.
And on the floor below:
A single quivering maggot.
Another major rockslide closed down I-40 East & West bound again. DOT is saying some of the rocks are the size of a house.
About 30 miles of highway is shut-down.
The Interstate will be closed for a couple months.
This photo was not taken by me, but gotten from the news instead.
This past summer Blake, Sadie and myself drove over to Cades Cove.
There are alot of Black Bears in that section of the Smokies.
They are not tame, but they are use to seeing alot of people. I have never drove through there and not at least seen a couple on the edge of the woods looking for food.
During the summer months when the park is busy, it’s not uncommon to see bears….but the sad thing is, there are some foolish people getting way to close, just to get a picture…and I’m talking within 10-20 feet from the bear.
The day we went was like all the rest, a mama bear and 2 cubs were just on the edge of the woods, turning over rocks looking for food.
Cars were stopping in the middle of the road, blocking traffic, drivers jumping out, following along snapping pictures.
We stop behind the last car in line and just watch these poor souls.
Our windows are up and the A/C IS on, about that time another bear walks out of the woods from the other direction.
Walks around the front of our truck and walks over to the driverside window and looks in.
We are only a few apart with only the window in between us. She sits down, she smells around the window, looks in at us, then walks back the same way she had just came from.
I’m glad I had the camera handy when she was looking in at us….
I had to go into the office this morning to down-load my laptop and pickup my pay check.
I’m pretty much caught-up on my work, so I pulled-out the camera, a macro lens and my tripod.
After 2 hours of dropping milk from an eyedropper I finally caught this 2 pictures….
Then Blake and I tried busting a water ballon with a needle and catching it in a picture, after a couple packs of ballons I finally got one….
Someone had an accident and ran-over a fire hydrant.
Water was shooting-up, lights from the fire-truck was flashing, people were standing around looking….so I thought we had better stop and get a photo of the water and lights, LOL.
About a month ago I started noticing a Red fox crossing my front yard in the early morning and very late evening.
I’ve tried many times to follow him, but I suppose I wasnt that slick to start with.
My uncle had told me he was missing a chicken every-now and again, and I had noticed some white chicken feathers in the field and on the path leading from here to there.
I was thinking a hawk was to blame, since I see them all the time flying around.
This morning as Sadie and I were out for our morning walk I noticed something moving at the far-end of the field.
Lucky me I still had the 800mm lens on my camera, but by the time I picked-up my camera from Sadies stroller and started to scan the far edge of the field the weeds stopped moving.
Sadie and I sat down on a log and just kept watching…. about 20 minutes had passed and still I had not seen anything so I was ready to walk alittle farther….then out of the corner of my eye I saw something move.
As I started looking through the lens in that direction is when I noticed that the fox was standing about 300 feet from me….watching me.
I snapped this photo, bent down to pick-up my Sadie’s snack, and as I looked back towards the fox, he had disappeared into the woods.
I suppose I’ve been out-foxed again
This time of year is my favorite….the weather is changing from hot to cool, the leaves are changing colors, farmers are finishing-up with their crops, everybody seems to kinda slow down alittle……and Halloween is here.
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