4th of July

Since we are such great patriots we decided to have a small gathering the 4th. As of the 2nd we had 12 friends and family coming. As of the evening of the 3rd we had 40 coming and by the 4th it was just over 50! What a great day to be at the Dun Croft! Horseshoes, volleyball(the over 50s lost to the under 50s by one stinking point. Our pastor wouldn't lie about a ball he thought was out but was really in...Christians are such sticklers for the truth), fishing, fireworks, more fireworks by the lake, hayride(a deer dutifully showed himself for the riders delight) snow cones and an abundance of wonderful food that everyone brought. We wish you all could have come too. Some of us used the occassion to remember how God has blessed his nation, not necessarily the US but his holy nation of the elect. We are so blessed to be His people and in turn this nation, the US, is blessed because of us. What a great system but don't mention it to those who worship the government. They might be offended. Anyway, the party broke up about 10 or 10:30. We had such a wonderful time and most everyone said they did also. We all smelled like sweat because it was so hot but after a while even that ain't so bad.

If you read this and know us then you better not wait for an invitation to come visit. We expect you to come when you can! If you don't know us then maybe you need to wait for an invite.

Time to go. Blessings from DunCroft.

A New Creation

Even a golf cart can be given a new purpose in life. Isn't this a Beverly HillBillies classic? We have used it to move our family furniture, chase the geese. pull the mower out of the mud, haul plants hither and tither, explore the woods, entertain a cranky grandchild, beat the dogs to the Buffalo Gate and pick up the mail. The mail box is about a half mile down the gravel drive so don't think we are too lazy to walk. Well maybe we are too lazy to walk now that I think about it.

On the right is son in law and left is his dad.

Make a note that skunked dogs still smell after 2 weeks and geese do not like to be pelted with a paintball gun. They do look stunning in pink splotches though.

In my next blog I'll show you how good our old refrigerator looks in the front yard next to the old mattress.

This smiling Happy Camper looks harmless but in his right hand is a knife. Yes, the fish has no idea of the Happy Camper's real intentions.

5-pounds of catfish from our pond this spring.

My son in law caught one he thought was larger but unlike me, he tends to exagerate.

Life in the Country

Last evening we went out in the golf cart with our 3 dogs. Actually we only claim 1 as ours, but we have temporary custody of 2 others. Now these 3 love to romp and explore as we give them some exercise. We had strayed off the path to take a look at some ripening blackberries. We saw some movement in the tall grass, but couldn't see anything when we went to investigate so turned the cart toward home. Of course our 3 amigos are right behind us doing whatever it is that dogs do. We came into a clearing and turned around to see a skunk being escorted by 3 dogs. If we had obedient dogs that came when called, we would not have had a problem, but we don't. The 3 continued to harass the skunk until it had enough of them and then let fly, or whould I say spray? Gidget, the dog that we claim as ours, is still a pup and not real bright. She stayed with the chase the longest and took the brunt of the spray. They all got their share however. We now have 3 dogs that no one wants to go near. We did do what we could to relieve them by bathing and applying eye drops, but it will be many days before any of them are bearable to be around.