Sunday, November 5, 2017

Today's thought & Day 324 CJSM-book IV

 
The soul is the life of the body;
the spirit is the life of the soul...
 
 
 
Plus:
 
 
 
Day 324
 
The Playhouse/dove cage across the creek
 
 
I reckon I always had a penchant for building, as it were; Mom says, at age 5, I got a little metal tool box with a hammer, screwdriver, square and saw inside it; I promptly cut off a chair leg which resulted in a distinct wobble; cutting off adjacent legs did not rectify the situation.
Eventually, I got the building “idea” on the right track constructing pigeon cages, sheds, garages, swimming pools, and, finally, houses; we lived in some very nice ones over the years.
On our farm, I built a new home in a little valley overlooking a rock bottom creek. Just outside the pasture where the horses lived and across the stream from our home, I built a kid’s playhouse on the second story with a dove cage on the 1st floor to house Lady Candice’s doves.
One fine day, somebody in our domicile looked out the window and announced that a coyote was trying to get at the doves in the cage. Grabbing my .25-06 rifle, I went out on the front deck. Sure enough, a large coyote was jumping against the wire wall of the cage, hungry for dove meat.
I dispatched that critter; the doves were safe. “Don’t steal from me! Mr. Coyote!” I reckon.
Becky decorated her playhouse with native wild flowers for big sister-Beth’s prom.
I love to build and seem always to have some project going; usually for someone else.
 
Ah! Cookie Jar Sweet “Light ’em up! Cowboy!” Memories!


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