FOLLEY BEACH

Charleigh-Anne's first (and last) day at the beach. Unfortuately she got sick and had to miss the rest of vacation!

Charleigh-Anne's first (and last) day at the beach. Unfortuately she got sick and had to miss the rest of vacation!

MORE PHOTOS OF WORK AT KIM'S

LATE NIGHT LOG SPLITTING, IT NEVER ENDS WHEN ITS WINTERTIME AND THE SNOWS BEEN ON THE GROUND FOR 3 WEEKS . . . .

KIM WARMING UP IN FRONT OF THE TORPEDO HEATER; TAKING A BREAK FROM WELDING YET ANOTHER HANDLE ONTO THE SPLITTIN' MAUL; I THINK THE STEEL ONE WILL LAST . . . .

GRANDPA IS HAPPY AND WARM INSIDE BY THE FIRE; THAT'S WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT!

LAUNDRY/MUD/WOOD ROOM IS SWEPT, MOPPED AND READY FOR A NEW STACK OF WOOD IN THE LOG RACK THAT KIM WELDED TO KEEP THE WOOD NEATLY STACKED


PUNKIN' FINALLY GETTING TO VISIT US AFTER BEING SNOWED OUT FROM US AND SNOWED IN AT MOM'S FOR 5 DAYS IN JANUARY . . . . SHE HAD A GREAT TIME, GRANDPA LOVED SEEING HER, SHE GOT TO OPEN PRESENTS FROM GRANDMA SUE, WE MADE CRAFTS, AND SHE FINALLY FELL ASLEEP AT 2AM!

JUST A FEW PHOTOS OF LIFE AT KIM'S

KIM RESTING, A RARE MOMENT

JUST ONE LOAD OF LOGS, YET TO BE SPLIT WITH SPLITTIN' MAUL AND CHAIN SAW, THEN SPLITTER, CARRIED IN, STACKED AND THEN FINALLY BURNED

THE SPLITTER; IT USES GAS, SPLITS THE WOOD; AN ALL-AROUND GLOBAL WARMING MACHINE FOR ALL YOU TREE HUGGERS


THE STEEL HANDLED SPLITTIN' MALLET (KIM GOT TIRED OF REPLACING THE WOODEN ONE) AND THE GAS FOR THE SPLITTER

PHOTOS OF STRANGE LIFE . . . .

Some may think that we lead a quiet type of life in the hills, burning wood, killing innocent animals for their meat, but sometimes, things go wrong and you have to take in the mentally ill, providing them with shelter . . . and things ARE NOT quiet.

Although he does get outside to put wood in the basement and bring it into the back room and he also chunks down the logs to where the boys can actually get the shit on the splitter so it can BE split and he goes out for cigarettes, I think his cabin fever spiked while he was shaving his head . . . . the high fever caused him to be delirious and he thought he was Wilbert T. Bonefeather A.K.A. Sundowner

I don't know where the shit comes from in his head. I don't have enough energy to come up with what my own name is, let alone another persona. Poor fella, we'll find a home for him soon . . .

CATCHING UP IN WV AND BURIED TREASURES FOUND

At the Lake with Lonnie and Jay last Spring--Lonnie's Lake

I miss you so much my friend . . . . . I will see you soon



HAPPY 3RD BIRTHDAY PUNKIN




NU-NO IS UP TO NO GOOD . . . .

see where the sidewalk curves and then

drops off? i used a cistern full of water to

spray all the dirt from out of there since i am handicapped

that is my grandma's old sidewalk my dad

covered it up when he built my house. he didn't mean

to but i am glad i have it back and I can walk

straight off the porch to my mailbox.

i am missing two rocks. well, i know where they are

they just need places dug out for them and put

back in place. i found the sidewalk on accident

around the first of August 2008
grandma's white lilac on right, plum tree on right

LIFE CONTINUES IN PHOTOS HERE IN WV

This photo was taken on October 21, 2007 on our way back down from Kim's cabin. We kept warm with the wood stove the previous evening, had a bon fire and ate tenderloin shot with a bow the day before. Waking up and heading down over the hill after packing all our stuff back up in the truck sums up alot of our Life in West Virginia . . . this IS my Life.


This is 4 year old Zana. Punkin takes her by her collar and walks her from one end of the farmhouse to the other and back and back to the backend and through the kitchen to the living room and then back again. I ask her where Kim is and she will grab my pant leg and get me turned in the right direction and take me to him. Smartest, sweetest dog I have known in a long time. Reminds me a lot of Grandpa Shepard's dog Scottie . . .

HOMEGROWN

Italian Sunflowers and Bachelor Buttons . . . late September