Kickin' back, musing, observing, and gathering inspiration from the hills of East Tennessee.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Blue Tongue Disease
Something called Blue Tongue disease is killing the deer in our area. The local farmer is finding lots of dead deer around. Not good. We love to watch the deer (not hunt them).
Rabbits cookin' coffee -- that's what the locals call it. But here in this little hollow in East Tennessee, when the hills surrender their misty hostage to reveal the stalwart cedars growing by the stream in our pasture, I know there is no place on earth I would rather be. The welcome mat is out! Come and sit on the porch and chat with me awhile!
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