



We gad great weather for the BBQ this weekend. After the burgers and pie, Matt brought out a whiffle ball and bat and we had an impromtu (making up the rules to suit the moment) game of Ellijay League Whiffle Ball.
The pile of sticks in the middle of the diamond was intended to be a bonfire but rain sort of changed those plans.
We kept score, but it's safe to say the Goulding record is 1 and 0.
The goats ( Lilly and Beethoven) sat in the bleachers.
Mom, sorry I thought I got chicken pictures. I'll upload them next time.
The picture of the barn was something I found on my hike this afternoon.
It was spooky quiet in the woods; after I found myself in too deep to turn around.
The mountain laurel and azaleas were so thick I couldn't see more than couple of feet ahead of myself.
I kept talking out loud to let the bears know the woods were occupied and if they wouldn't mind moving to a more secluded location until I passed.
I tramped through the woods with the dogs until I saw daylight on the forest floor,which signaled a clearing. I got to the fence and captured that picture.
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