It's getting chilly here, snow is creeping down the mountains, snow falling across the channel yesterday and the frost was still on the leaves in the shade at noon. Every morning when the dog and I walk, we pass a horse that is staked out in a yard, no blanket and no shelter available. I called the police non-emergency number and reported the horse alone in a field apparently left there to mow the grass. (here's the market moment...) The woman on the other end said "Kelly that works at Mountain Market?" She recognized my voice...so even though Heather Lende doesn't know my name, someone does! Miz Lende wrote a book called (something along the lines of) If You Lived Here, I'd Know Your Name. My brother claims since she doesn't know my name I must not live here. Hmph.


...but I do live here, see? The fish sign is on the woodshed at MY house. I decided to put it on the woodshed instead of the actual house because it just looks better against the raw wood instead of the painted white porch rails.