Life Through the Eyes of my Scattered Brian

  I cut Thursday but Saturday I  finally got around to  weed eating. With that,  I kept going, of course what one of you can prob  do would prob be a lot  more than me. I blew the winter crap  and the grass clippings off the porch.  Scrubbed the porch and the stuff on it. Amber and Will came and moved the bench I  put together weeks ago from the deck to the porch. So,  I moved the pieces of the other bench to the  front porch and proceeded  to put it together. Then I sat things up. One bench on one end of the  long porch and one on the other.  I only have one table so I I had Sunday morning coffee on that end of the porch. I watered my plants  then. I still have a few things that I left on the  porch but I was worn out.  Monday, I have to run to the post office, drop cardboard off at recycle and I have some bags of  trash that I will take  off of packing material.  When I get home, I think I am taking down the daybed in the girls room. No one  ever uses it, I am going to put it on the

 Sunday morning on the deck.  Coffee, laptop and  the girls. Beautiful morn. Here is a pic I took  of Misty on Saturday afternoon, sometimes she just sits and looks at me! But Sunday afternoon  she curled up next to me, sucked on the  blanket while she kneaded. She was sleepy and wanted a nap. The other girl has  decided the glider is hers. Saturday and  all day Sunday, she took that spot for hers. I took a moment to  sit beside Lily Bit  but did not stay long,  that look said  ENOUGH!! This is a ground cover,  not sure of the name,  but I have had this for years. Usually just green,  but its blooming! My flowers that weathered over the winter, seeds  from Mom Beverly's  memorial. Cutting the grass a few days ago and had to laugh  at the frogs hopping all around me. Tiny little ones and  one big fat one. Sorry, no pics. Moths of all kinds. Little white furry looking  one and this whitish blue color one. But these, skinks are  all over the place. Saturday, I walked out  to the front

 I posted the other day about this book and the woman that wrote it. I love reading on  this book and remembering when Ms. Lawanda posted these stories on FB, before deciding  to write this book. One funny thing about this book, is the names have been changed to protect the innocent! Just kidding, when the pigs started their journey across several properties to visit,  and eat off Ms. Lawanda, she had no clue their names. Visiting with them daily, she and her grandkids gave  these visitors NEW names. This is Razor  AKA (per Ms. Lawanda) Winston. Winston was around when I started visiting the  farm. Named by the  owner, Chris.  I recall at one point  Chris telling me that  Razor was not a potbelly, but he thinks Razor had a mix of a Razorback pig. That explained to me why he looked different than the others.    In the book Razor is mentioned as having hair that stood up. He was the first visitor that went venturing out off  his home property, over the  fields, through the grass and  thr