This is Lindsay, a director of the Gladewater Rodeo. She works at my office. Last Wednesday night, we went to the Gladewater Rodeo, but we got chased away by a storm about two hours into it. Terrible weather trying to get back home. There was a tree down across three lanes of the highway, and a car had hit it. The state trooper who was the first responder was right ahead of us on the road, and we met the ambulance and fire truck after we passed the accident.
Is this thing not gorgeous? Mary Ann, my next-door neighbor, had planted it not long before I bought this house, and it was so little then that it didn't even hide the electrical box beside it. But look how it's grown!
And look at this! I thought mums were supposed to bloom in the fall, but this little fella is really getting with it.
Yesterday morning, the neighbor's cat, Pickle, discovered a baby blue jay in our back yard. Fortunately, the cat is young and didn't quite know what to do with it. Lonnie ran Pickle off, and a bit later we had to run off a stray cat (twice). This poor little guy can't fly yet, and he just called and called for his parents, but they never came. We could hear blue jays in the trees, but they never came down to see about him. He finally hopped across the yard, struggled to the top of the retaining wall, and then hopped off into the woods.
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