What a crop

         Finished the Harvest a few days ago, still recovering from our annual ritual to say good byr to the crop. Rita ,Riley and I sit around the Dining room table drinking Schlitz Tallboys reminiscing about the year. Usually after two or three Riley gets pretty mouthy so we cut him off, then Rita and I sing along with Mel Carter songs. After six we turn to Southern Rock,  at eight it is a short walk to "CrazyTown"....... We were notified that the Deer do indeed have that Blood disease, we saw six to ten dead deer when Harvesting, quite depressing. There is a Fawn that I see regularly on the creek ,always in the same spot, as if Mom said to stay here till I come back. She won't be back.  I will keep any hunters off the creek hoping that the herd will be built back starting with this brave little one.... Our Coward in Chief, Obama is looking like that Community Organizer, that We thought we elected. Don't get me wrong I do Not want anything to do with Syria, but Wen you make A RED LINE that if th terrorists cross we will retaliate ,  then  Don't !  You are a Coward and a Fool... Our next President Hillary has the Onions to back up her threats, just ask Vince Foster, or I should say Ask His Widow!....  That is all for now ....Like my Old Black nanny and Wet Nurse used to say "Ain't No Sense In Talking, If Ain't Nobody Listening"