In reflecting about my old homestead, I realized that my first homestead in downtown STL has been torn down. Our second dwelling (the one I was near today) has also been torn down as has the next place we lived. Hmmm. This seems a little ominous. So far, the last house we lived in as a family is still standing.
So this is the name of our old street where we lived in a tiny little house on 3 acres with a well.
This is the best approximation that I can manage as to where the house would have been. It is a huge development now and I can't really figure it out without an engineer.
Down this big hill is where I went to grade school. I remember it well and it is still there.
We had a lovely Thanksgiving with plenty of food. We played a great game called Scattergories that Swim Girl had nabbed at Stuff, Etc. for $3. Did you know jawbreakers are kept in the medicine cabinet? We didn't either and we wouldn't let mom use that one. Lysol isn't considered a toiletry item either. (That was mine.) However, having poopy pants is a reason for being late. Play the game. Laugh a lot.
Apple pie. MMMMMMM.
Green beans.
Swim Girl makes a mean leek pie. Think of it as a quiche on steroids.
Mash.
Yeah. I hate these.
Anyway, when I was on my walk today I had a close encounter with the 4 legged kind. Check it out. She almost walked right into me. I don't know who was more surprised.
Can you see her? We played a little Hide and Go Seek.
There she is.
Sorry the pics aren't any better, but my little lens kept wanting to focus on the leaves and tree trunks. I have asked for a telephoto zoom for Christmas, so we shall see.
I wouldn't consider this a Fierce Creature, although I am tempted as she scared the crap right outta me at first. She ran down the hill a ways and I backed up. Then we stared at each other for several minutes while I tried to focus. I love my baby #2. I love taking random walks with my baby #2.
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