The "F" Word!!!

Good Morning to all....

Is it not a very wild and foreboding state of affairs when one feels the need to begin an entry like that???...And complete with a picture of such a letter too? RED even! GASP! (The nerve)!

My apologies too, for such a thing; as my heart once again tells me that I really HAVE to do this.

I promise now, to get to that later. First my blog...

I hope this Sunday morning finds you all happy, safe and warm too. After all, it was real nice outside yesterday... The sun shining, and the promise of, (and the beginning of) the annual meltdown...

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I begin to see a bit of that mulch once more;

even as the tops of the evergreens are still holding onto much snow...

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And there is much hope for the warmth of a new Spring. Whatever snow we get now, even a blizzard, will NOT stick around too very long. Whatever 'cold' we get will also not stay for a long time... as the 'ides of March' begin for us all...

Out with the dogs yesterday too... (trying unsuccessfully to get back to the woods). The snows in the backyard still up and over the tops of my dads old sorrels. (And in places, threatening to swallow my thighs)! So to wait (a little longer) for those drifts to melt down a bit. *sigh*

These dogs of mine quickly realizing that "deep" is fun, but tiring too! Hard to 'RUN' through the deep!

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...as Miss Milly tries to catch up to Miss Punk!

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Not~so~quietly, they move on to a "funner" game... "KEEP AWAY", played with the old burger toy.

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Punkie prefers to 'win' this game... as Mama~Milly plans her strategy...

(Her strategy fails), and it's onward (and upward) to KING of The MOUNTAIN time...

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Milly ALWAYS wins THIS game... as Miss Punk winds up rolling down and off the banks.

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Note that there are still a few tricks that Mamas have up their sleeves that STILL work on their babies; (no matter HOW big they get)!

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(Milly knows that wisdom generally does prevail over youth and inexperience). Go Milly!

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And we tried to see any little indication of Spring being right around the corner. (er, we HOPE)?

At one point, the dogs sniffing at, then cowering, and making WIDE circle around a very strange (and recent) footprint in the mud...

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The footprint left behind? 'Tis none other than the deadly chupacabra leaving his mark...

...(and making his presence known to all)...

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Upon encountering such a horrible terrible thing, the dogs were quick to be afwaid...

be VEWY afwaid........

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and they proved that too... (scared the p*ss out 'em, it did)...

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And so we ambled and rambled back up into the yard... where the snow was not so deep... It had already turned to puddles in some places...

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And those same puddles reflecting the tops of our "Flintville Mountains"!

Anybody wanna ski???

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Reianna, had she lived, would have been 28 yesterday... And I know that there are many people who do not necessarily believe that we are sent signs from our loved ones that have gone ahead of us.

But I do believe in those same signs...

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God... Reianna... Mama...

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ALL so very clearly reflected in this puddle. It is my "puddle of love!"

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Have a beautiful Sunday!

XOXO
Anne

PS

As promised, to explain the "title" and the picture... That "F" word?

50's!

...As in temperature...

...As in Fahrenheit...

...As in degrees...

...As in "time to get the shorts out!"...

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