Last day at Glendon's place

Today, the day after Christmas when you normally take stuff like clothes back to the store, mom and I will be returning home to the beach. Mom will be taking us back to the beach. The days of farm life will be gone for now. We will take some eggs with us and maybe some chicken manure. I can never get enough pictures. The time just seems too short. Glendon goes back to work this morning, but will be home this afternoon. I made a pot of coffee good and strong. Everyone including me will have the extra kick they need to start the morning good. Come to think about it, my strong coffee even gave Joe the extra kick he needed to start the morning. I will take my Gator stuff back to the beach. I love the gator stuff. It is so fitting before the final game to get loaded with gator stuff. This is a way to show my support for the team. I hope they cream the "Oklahoma Sooner team." Glendon just got up and grabbed a cup of my strong coffee. She went into the living room. I know she will turn the fan off ,because she doesn't like the fan blowing on her. I love to sleep with the fan blowing on me. She just turned on the Christmas lights and I may hear the television in a minute. She probably wants to catch the weather to see what her weekend will be like here and at work. She leaves here so early. It is barely daylight when she gets to work. She says it is a holiday weekend so she can park closer to her work place. She normallyparks down the hill so she won't have to pay for a parking sticker. I guess parking fees can get expensive. The turkey seemed so well behaved this time around. I made sure the chickens got food so they would lay some good eggs. Glendon has a small garden planted with some tiny plants. There is so many projects here it seems like a full time job and then some to keep on top of everything or even ahead on improvements. I would love to see some interesting shrubs placed along the front fence line facing the road. I like to see stuff with lots of flowers making almost a hedge so the traffic is not visiable from the road. They can not see you and you can not see them. I would like to see the same shrub line the fence along the entrance to the property. The road would have a flowery hedge along each side you looked. The horses would barely be able to peak out. Glendon has been playing nurse maid to her sick horses with runny noses. She gave Shooter her last antibiotic shot last night. She now only has to deal with Tumbleweed. Tumbleweed is the oldest of all the horses. She is like the Great, Great, Grandmother to all the horses. She also has selective hearing when you call her. She seems to go where she wants no matter what you say. Mom and I have a lot of stuff to pack and take back with us to the beach. It will be sad to leave the animals and the country way of life, but it will be good to get home and unpack and take my shoes off and relax for a short time. I know there will be lots of stuff to do at home, but I can take a short break to recharge my inner energy battery. I think mom will do the same.