Fall's here and so is the rain!!

Here's the last picture I took of the summer's green leaves. Hopefully over the next few days I fill this blog full of fall color photos. That is if the rain let's up. Already over 4 inches here in the Bassett/Sanville area. I wonder about my sister down in Ridgeway. Their weather is usually drasticly different than mine.

Da Blimp

Race Day Martinsville Speedway

I like tractors....

This is a Ford 601 Workmaster. Man said it was a 60'ish model year.

This place fascinates me...

Philpott Dam

Smith river as it leaves Philpott Lake.

Top view of Dam from the lake overlook.

A White Flower

Morning Glory. Thought it was a bean until it put out a bloom the other morning.

A Philpott Shot

Took this photo friday afternoon. Look at the Blue Ridge. Philpott Dam photos , I'll wait and post them later on .

A Sure Sign of Fall...

Persimmons. And yes, I was brave enough to taste one. Sweet and with no mouth puckering. So it must be fall because any other time of year these things will make your mouth turn inside out.

The good old days...

Hopkins store sits right on route 8 in the Buffalo Ridge community. It's nice to see it with a fresh coat of paint. For years it sat with paint pealing and I thought , well one day somebody will think it an eye sore and want to tear it down.Bless the one who saw fit to save it and picked up that paint brush. Job well done.
I can remember when it was still a working store. Every Sunday moma would take me to Floyd see her grandma. Granny Boyd I called her.Although her name was Beaulah Epperly.After her first husband, Charlie Boyd, passed on she married Posey Epperly.
Now granny and Posey's house was fun. They had everything we didn't.Land to run around on,cows, a big old white cat and a refridgerator full of 10 ounce bottles Dr Pepper in the basement.Granny was a firm believer in that children should always drink milk. I didn't like granny's milk. You see granny bought milk from a lady named Lillian Haden.She lived a farm or two down from granny and she raised milk cows. Seemed like she charged 25 cents a gallon if you brought your own jugs. Always after supper and after suffering through a glass of that straight from the cow milk,Posey and I would would slip off to the fridge in the basement. There Posey would open the fridge,reach in and feel for the two coldest bootles.He would then pull the caps from both and hand one to me. Then we would walk over to the door that lead outside and as he unlocked and opened it he would always say"Don't let her(granny) catch you with this pop".I would go out the door and up the steps as fast as I could.To the left of the house under the grape vines is where I would hide. I wonder if she ever knew.

Uninvited Guest

Two of the bitchingnous bitches that ever bitched.

Happy Bithday Lisa

Salty Dog

My little chihuahua takes to water like a duck to a pond. We're back from the beach and besides being rained on everyday I'll say we had a good time. Now if little Libby could speak she'd say "woohooo"!!!

A Lake Shot

We are heading to the the beach this morning. Fall Bike Rally at Myrtle Beach that is. 5 days of beautiful places and smiling faces but no computer. So I'm leaving ya'll with this beautiful shot of Goosepoint Va. This photo was taken Sunday, from my moma's front yard.

A Happy Dog

"Bear Dog"

This is truly a happy dog.