The "every once and a while happenings" of a homestead that is found a little west of town...
Out a ways. Past the once high traffic old market. Through a winding countryside of tobacco fields and trailer homes. After the country church and the shack with the old dog chained. And down a dirt road ... a real modern day dirt road ...Out in the woods.

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

~ A Poem...


Sometimes it is just too easy to let things get away from us…

 




 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Meet Sam the Duck.

Sam the Duck was named after Samson the Dog.

Both belonging to us.

Samson the Dog is alive and well.

Sam the Duck, not so much.

 

~The End~



RIP SAM the Duck
13 - 15 March 2014


***These pictures were taken prior to his escape plan***
****Looking back I am afraid it's safe to say, he didn't have a fighting chance, poor fella!***
***Death by the over zealous love of a three year old, such a shame.***
***Said three year old testified in the court of Brother and Sister and found NOT GUILTY.***
***We may need to reopen the case?  Shhhh. Nah.***
 
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