
I love my knock out roses. ~ღ~

I love my knock out roses. ~ღ~

~ღ~

To my Kentucky Angel friend
Thank you for sharing your stories
Thank you for sharing your life
Thank you for showing me grace
When life hands you nothing but strife
Thank you for your loving kindness
Thank you for the sweet little cheers
Your words I will carry always
Till we meet again
I shall hug you tight
and hold you close to my heart
To my Kentucky Angel friend
Orange from Paul’s blog

Beautiful Oklahoma sunset tonight. It was spotty clouds all day. Love to watch the clouds spread and thin enough to let a little sun shine through!
I love this blogger and her dedication to the wild horses of America. If you don’t already follow her blog please do. I love her passion to save these horses💕💖
Comments have been disabled please visit original blog! 💕💕
Quotes and memories for Mother’s Day. Many of the memories on this road are bittersweet; some pure joy, some heartbreak.
Deer Run baby born in sanctuary after capture
For when a child is born the mother also is born again. ~ Gilbert Parker
Virginia Range
Sooner or later, we will have to recognize that the Earth has rights, too, to live without pollution. What mankind must know is that human beings cannot live without Mother Earth, but the planet can live without humans. ~ Evo Morales
Sheldon family band, he entire herd has been removed from the range forever by Fish and Wildlife
Mother’s love is peace. It need not be acquired, it need not be deserved. ~Erich Fromm
Julia and foal at Fish Creek. Julia was supposed to be returned to the range but never was after the county fought fertility control program
My mother always taught us that…
View original post 202 more words

The first time I laid eyes on her, my Alexanderia, I was taken by the orange tint of her hair. It wasn’t blonde though some said it was strawberry, to me it looked like a copper halo. I’m almost certain it was. When she started talking her first word was “mall” her second was “oranch.” That’s the way she said it. As she got older, she always picked things that were orange…so now you know why my favorite color is orange too. There is happiness in the color orange and a rich deep love that overflows. ♥️
P.S. This is one of the flowers she got me for Mother’s Day I keep taking photos of them. I love them so much ♥️

My nephew Ezra is fascinated with Slenderman. Every time he visits, we go out to the woods behind the house he always asks me if Slenderman is out there. I have to tell him I think I spotted him! 😉 WINK

Raising babies isn’t easy down the pond. Just yesterday a fisherman caught Dax on the head and I had to rescue him from a kid trying to catch him.

This is Jed and April they stick pretty close to me. Dax, my oh my is no where to be found. He’s probably off chasing bugs again.

My boy Dax. He always makes me laugh because he acts so innocent…but there’s mischief in that boy’s mind, I can see it in his eyes he’s planning his next escape.

It’s almost dinner time when I shout they all come running! Except for Dax, he’s the one in the back. I’m sure he’ll have a good tale to tell. You never know about life down at the pond! Tell Me About It! Quack
You must be logged in to post a comment.