As you can see, there was quite a stretch there within the month that was vacant. The storm that happened took out my Internet, imploded our well, zapped the phone, fried the modem to one computer, fried the network card to the other, fried the scanner, fried the fax and sautéed the printer. It also left us without power at one end of the house due to taking out a GFI plug. Of course, none of this was known until power was restored. That was fun, 12 hours of no electricity, no air and no water. When the power was restored though, I am sure my sigh of relief was heard ‘round the world because it was so hot, but my sigh of “OH NO!” was heard around and AROUND the world. The well was struck and it imploded, cracking the well pipe all the way down the shaft. There was no water to the house and not about to be for weeks and weeks. It’s the 5th and there is still no water to the house.
At The Creek
Sunday, August 5, 2007
Mother Nature 2, Homeowner 0
Mother Nature 1, homeowner 0
7/15/2007 (this was the day this post was actually written)
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
The tomato is always redder on the other side of the fence
I was not the only one who had these thoughts obviously. Today when I went out to feed the birds, the squirrels and my sheep, I walked to my garden to do my usual chest out, how proud and wonderful everything looked stance when my eyes just zoomed right into an empty hole! A HOLE, a huge hole. A hole that in my eyes looked like the size of the Grand Canyon! It was the place my once gorgeous, green, huge, loaded stalks of perfect tomato producing plant once stood. There was nothing, not even a remnant of the once bulging bush of future tomato sandwiches. Did something swoop down from the sky and pluck it right out of the earth? Did a hungry Chinaman reach up and suck it to the other side of the globe? What happened, where was my tomato plant?? I couldn’t take my eyes off the hole! When I did, to my aghast, there was another hole! Another grand tomato bush gone, swiped from its happy home to only be gone like the other one by its side. Who could do such a dastardly thing, what could do such a dastardly thing. And then I knew.

Friday, June 29, 2007
Visitors abound

The squirrel visited, without his two companions. This one squirrel has allowed me to get very close as I have found out when putting the morning seed out. Not too close though, just close enough and on his/her terms. I don't pretend to try and tame them, that's not safe at the creek. Too tame a wild thing and they turn into stew. I don't want my new found "friends" to be stew. I just enjoy them for their natural antics and visits.
The doves are growing in number daily. What started off as one has turned to 20. Not because they're breeding but because the word is out. FREE SEED AND SUNFLOWER BITS! DAILY! That's ok, I love the dove and welcome them. Now, they ARE aloof! They don't give you a break for anything. On sighting of a human and the ground errupts into wings of flight.
Morning is fun because of all the visitors.
Thursday, June 28, 2007
At the creek
Life in the creek is a totally different lifestyle and would eliminate most people from trying it. They think they would, but, they'd be moving right back to the city as fast as they could. Most people wouldn't find it sophisticated enough, close enough to shopping or "with it" by modern standards. You pretty much have to know how to sustain yourself, entertain yourself and appreciate the peace and quiet that nature affords you and live among those who govern their own terrain. It is a lifestyle change, but, once accepted in the creek, you are safe. Come in and try to change the creek and you'll find out it won't work. The creek is peaceful, natural, pure and real. Peaceful if you love the sound of nature around you, natural if you like nature in it's raw state, pure if you like a simple lifestyle and real if you can appreciate that it takes little to make a person happy.