Halloween Fun

How can one resist being a Witch for a Night?

Grandchildren had a blast!
This year, they were totally too fast for this witch.
I returned to the fireside
in our cul-de-sac.



This is our grandson,
the Doctor~

Here we see a few of our neighbors preparing

Pop Corn Machine.

chairs,

fire pits

and adding touches to the decorations readying for Halloween.

Above is the "body"that scared the daylights out of us the night before.
Ford getting one of the fires started.
Before it was over, the guys has a tall
bonfire going in this little pit.

Looked like a college bonfire.

All our neighbors, most of our children, extended family
gathered...

Word spread of our party via the Trick or Treaters
A few joined~ or came by to ck us out.

This concept was brillant as we put our candy bowls on a long table and didn't have to answer doors...the little ones filed down the buffet of goodies taking one from each bowl.

We sat with a glass of wine and enjoyed the evening together.

A GREAT HALLOWEEN.
Think next year we should judge costumes as all the children file by for goodies.

We ended the event right at the bewitching hour of
Midnight.

Trick-or Treaters were long gone but our excuse was that we had to stay until that fire died down. Truth was, we didn't want the warmth of the perfect evening to end.

We decided this should be a monthly gathering in our very own cul-de-sac.
Even in the snow. (LOL)

If this happens...it WILL be Blogged.
Hope you had a good time too.
Will post more photos as they come in this morning.
Yours Truly,
The Witch

Drab Day in Washington

Downtown D. C. had lost it's charm today.
Light rain fell into blustery cold winds. The Washington Monument looked higher than usual into gray skies today.
Chilled, I increased the heat for the car and thought of the luncheon we had just attended. I feel tired of people talking about the election. I want to not think about it anymore.
Earlier, I wrote on my FaceBook "I regret I have but one vote to give for my country."
As we crossed the Potomac River, a glimpse of beautifully organized Arlington Cemetery signified that all things come to an end.
With that thought and a good driver, I pushed back my seat, snuggled into my coat, closed my eyes.
As I dozed, I thought how nice it would be if when I woke, this election would be over.
June

Virginia's INTERNAIONAL GOLD CUP

Gold Cup!

Another Family Tradition.

Each October we wouldn't miss this wonderful event.
All the horse lovers and great tailgate picnics are seen there.

The movie stars, politicians and other high profile people who have sprawling horse farms nearby, of course, attend plus seemingly every well dressed woman in Northern Virginia and DC.

This year, seems the trend went toward long pencil skirts, fashion jackets with beautiful dress boots. Fewer Dreby Hats were seen.

For me...I opted to wear the Western Hat from the Horse Sanctuary in South Dakota. Love my new hat. Goes well with bluejeans and boots. For sure, I prefer a great big Derby Hat!















Where is my picture? DUH

As always, I am behind the camera!








Look at this...shoes off on this chilly day!


































Don't you love how they groom the horses?

They are so beautiful, don't you agree?

Being on the rail...multiple rewards...

The

children got to touch the horses~

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh...
Fun day!





I LOVE VIRGINIA!!!

Apple Picking in Virginia 08

These are the four daughters who are now bringing their little ones to enjoy Apple Picking
as they did when they were toddlers and each year since.

Can't believe so many years have passed...


Again, on another Apple Picking adventure in the mountains of Virginia.


This has been an annual tradition for the past 33 years. (We were out of Virginia nine of those years, moving to Brazil, Maxwell AFB, Alabama, and Key West, Florida for 9 of those years, but we did return to our Virginia home to resume events we love to much.)

About 6 years ago, we found a firepit overlooking the orchard and have gotten there early to claim it each year since.

Our children are parents now and are enjoying seeing there children enjoy what they loved so much.

We roast hotdogs (think this is an apple)...
We look for wood to burn....
We show the world to the newest little one...





We find little creatures in nature...

The boys hang out together...climb trees, gather worms and wood...

The girls gather apples...

What a fabulous day to be together... cook sweet potatoes over the fire and and just hang out while the children enjoy being together in a neat, neat place.

Hope you enjoyed our day too.

June

Foals Born to Wild Horses of South Dakota

All of these foals are about six months old.
Am totally ready to go back. A photographers dream!


Isn't he a beauty! Isn't in good light, but was good photo op.

View from the rickety old bus that took us to places people usually don't see.
This is more of the plains where the wild horses roam.


Beautiful foals everywhere you look.


The 1100 acres South Dakota horse scantuary continue through donations and from sale of these beauties.


















Here is the one that was love at first sight.



Wild turkeys started showing up to roost on the fences of the corral.

This meant our day was done.

Here, the sun is setting on
as old home place....horses roam freely.


Hope you enjoyed seeing my photos.
June

Wild Horses of South Dakota

We enjoyed an afternoon at this fabulous location.

The Black Hills Wild Horse Sanctuary located near Hot Springs, South Dakota, is currently home to nearly 500 wild horses on 11,000 acres of pristine prairie land. This is one place I would enjoy going to spend a few months.
We were taken on a private tour by a woman shown driving the SUV below. I thought she was Indian when I first saw her and even thought she said 'no', I still could see American Indian when I looked at her. Her hair was grey and wild as any of the horses, however, her spirit was gentle and proud. She showed us a great time

and we caught up with the bus with the last tour.

How fun that was! Allen and Ford overlooking a canyon where the Cheyenne River seems to lazily roll right through the beautiful plains.
Cheyenne River below.
Wild horses~


Isn't she content?





This one is one of many brought in to breed.

They look happy and totally unafraid. We were told a horse will leave the herd when they sense their life is coming to an end and go off to die alone. This one has a foal with her. Was told the foal will stay with her as long as she lives and then will be taken to a safe environment to adjust to life without the mother.

You can't see the young one is this shot...but she stands on the other side of her thin mother.

South Dakota Birdhouse

Opening the back door early this morning allowed a rush of cool, cool air to greet me.

Mid-October has been atypically warm for the mid-Atlantic states and our trees in Virginia are late reaching their colorful stage.

Walking out on the deck, more greeted me than the cool air.

My little South Dakota Birdhouse sits there...a new treasure from last trip.

Here it is...

the birdhouse sits on a old fashioned skate that lost the strap and gathered rust in years in some old trunk, barn or such. How could I not bring it home?

I especially love the addition of a grapevine that once grew somewhere on the plains of South Dakota. Isn't it sweet?

June