If you missed me and decided that computer problems were to blame for my absence, you were right! And if you're wondering why this post is underlined, it's because for some unknown reason it wants to be underlined. I can't get it to shut off!
My computer-genius-guru-repair guy (Jarad) was sent a faulty replacement part (or two); that's the bad news. Other bad news is centered around the fact that he has spent many long hours separating the possible causes for malfunctions, testing, re-testing, loading and re-loading information, etc. I'm fortunate that he has a strong work ethic and has been diligent the past few days. The good news is that he has provided a computer for me to use until mine is fixed. I've watched him work a good part of this time - other good news for me, as he is easy to look at (cute as a bug's ear, actually) and has just as easy a personality. Here's a couple pictures I snapped (yes, I warned him that I blog everything!). See what I mean? A real cutie. I can honestly say this is the first time I've ever felt like a dirty old woman. *Sigh.* You're all aware of my love of Nature and the country, so of course I've snapped some pictures of the route to his home for you to also enjoy. The first time I saw this field, there were a couple goats happily chowing down on this mustard-colored field. It was beautiful, very peaceful looking. I somehow managed to leave my camera at home that day. It's been with me every day since, but the goats haven't been present. This old barn sits next to the gravel drive leading to his home. It begged me to take its picture, as did this old fence post (also next to the gravel drive). Also begging for attention is a broken wooden table that lives under my dogwood tree. I finally dragged it over to our side patio this morning and repaired it's wobbly legs. Thank Goodness for power tools! Tomorrow it will be transformed from natural dark wood to white. Although I like its rustic look, it sits directly under a favorite roosting place of several birds. Yeah, it gets pretty disgusting looking. If you can't beat 'em, join 'em and nobody but the birds ever sits in that area, anyway. 'Bye for now; I'm missing CSI!