Adjustments

When Macha came to live with me, I was renting a regular house, with a well fenced yard, and it even had a even a doggie door. Come to think of it, that’s probably one of the biggest reasons I even let myself think about getting another dog.  I felt like I had a good place for one.

When I rescued, Macha, she was 4 years old, and I was praying that she would be able to adjust to having a New Life with me. She did more than just adjust. In the short time I have had her, just eight years now, we have moved many times.  From the house, to babysitting at another house, to renting a room from a couple at church, to an apartment. Continue reading

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A Horse or a Deuce and a Half?

A Horse or a Deuce and a Half?

Now. I am fairly certain that most of you are familiar with what a horse is. However, I am also fairly certain that I will have to explain to a fair portion of you, exactly what I mean when I say Deuce-and-a-Half. That is a two and one half ton military vehicle that had a wide variety of forms and uses.

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Mountaintop Mama! 

Mountaintop Mama! 

I am certain that you remember the Queen of the Ravine. Okay, you’re right, it’s not likely to be something, anyone else but me, would remember, but you can certainly look it up. That’s the title of a post, that I wrote a few years ago.   I was so excited about the progress I had made in my health, that I wanted to tell the world about it! That’s what blogging is like to me, sometimes.  Like I am shouting from a mountaintop!  Continue reading

One Dirty Dog! 

It starts with an itch. But as you can probably tell, this is a second go around.

A little bow to indicate that you are ready to start the show,

Finding the right piece of dirt and,

Rub!

Rub!

Rub! Ah ecstasy!

Presto! One Dirty Dog!

Wait, I think I got something in my eye. How did that happen!

Then there is the tangling process.

At this point, she is ready to go inside!

One last look. Surveying her domain! Which always happens whenever she is on the pedestal of any kind!

Then nudge the screen out of the way, so she can rub all that dirt into her blanket!

You see Macha, does not mind at all, that we have not been able to stay at that beautiful place. As long as she is with me, and has a great place to roll in the dirt, she is content. I could learn a lot from her. Yes, I am back on the road again. Yes, another camper came in with a trailer full of mold and I had to leave.  The owners of that property are still hoping to find some way to let me camp there, but I don’t know if that’s possible. I do know that this experience, has helped me to realize that I really do need to find a place to stay. I do want to be up in that area north of Benson. The air is so clean, and that no radio zone is so very good for me. Being still, in one place, allows me to keep a much better routine, and that helps my health improve. But in the meantime, I am content that I have my little Macha girl, and my beautiful Little Gypsy. My gorgeous new van can take us to new places, every two weeks.

Where we are now, is just fine with Macha!

Still looking for just the right place. A place I know the good Lord has waiting for me.

A place to call home.  

A Place to Stay?

A Place to Stay?

Where are you now?  

That’s a question that a dear friend just asked me. Yes. I’m kind of behind in letting everyone know what’s going on, but I may have a place to stay. I don’t want to use that H O M E word yet, officially, because Charles says I’m not allowed to use that word, until I’ve managed to stay someplace for an entire year. Yet, I find myself hoping that I have found the spot. But whether it is just a place to stay for a little while, or a place to stay until I’m called to my true home, it’s been very good for me here, so far.  

It is so good here! Clean air, beautiful, quiet, safe. Okay, I am still out on ranch land, and we do have that herd of javelina! But I promise you, it’s a lot safer for me here, than most of the places that I’ve lived at over the last 4 years. There have been so many times when I have been very alone, and very far, from any kind of help. It has been a joy to become a part of a little tiny Community here.

It kind of funny, because the good Lord may have answered that prayer my pastor prayed, in an interesting way.  Continue reading

The Mad Dash…

The Mad Dash…

… “Mom, I’ve been thinking”…

Now you have to understand, that whenever I heard those words, during the eight months, Charles and I, were together, this last go around, I had learned that I’d better listen very closely, or run very fast! Of course, anytime I said those words “Charlie? …I’ve been thinking?” Charles had the same inclinations!

Charles came to me with the idea of the Mad Dash while we were at the Rhea Campgrounds. He said, “I’ve been thinking, Mom,” (those dreaded words!) “What we really need to do, is get across the country in one Fell Swoop. Just put all of our energy into just getting across the country in one Mad Dash”.

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The Eclipse

The Eclipse

Charles getting ready for the eclipse. The umbrella was to keep the camera safe, until just the right time!


We were there! Tennessee, right in the zone. The center of the zone. That would mean two full minutes, or more, of witnessing the total eclipse of the sun. I have seen a partial eclipse before. There is something eerily awesome about watching the moon take a bite out of the sun. But I had never seen a total eclipse before.

No words could ever describe the awe that I experienced that day! Even these incredible pictures that my son, Charles L A Smith, took, cannot portray the incredible impact of actually witnessing that glorious event in the heavens. That dazzling image, and the fact that I was able to share it with my son, will be a cherished memory, tucked safely, in the corner of my mind, for the rest of my life! 

That first bite out of the sun.

Watching, waiting, anticipating!

The sun is almost gone, slowly being hidden by the moon.

Soon, soon!

There was that tiny bit of sunlight left, still too bright to look at with out the special glasses. Then suddenly, immediately, the sky, which had been getting dim, went dark, and you could see the stars. But that was not the reason for the collective gasp, that was followed by a moment of awed silence, before everyone broke into ecstatic cheers. That was caused by the shift from golden, brilliant, sunlight, to extraordinary, long, silver, rays, flaring out from behind, what was to us, the dark side of the moon! 

The heavens do indeed declare the glory of the Lord!

SPECTACULAR!