<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:07:31.603-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Up on Cactus Ridge</title><subtitle type='html'>The journey of developing raw unused land into a paradise for fun and pleasure</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-631046641898996791</id><published>2009-06-25T14:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:04:00.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungrey the Traveler</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday I thought I would take the cat that adopted us when we moved into the rental up to the new house and let her get used to the new house.  Around 3:30 I popped her in the car with me for yet another blazingly hot day of moving stuff over.  She did ok on the ride but did let out a few snarly noises.  When we got there she bolted out of the car and ran to explore or so I thought.  When I got ready to go back to the yucky pucky old rental place I did not see her.  I was not so worried because I had left plenty of food and water out for her.  I thought oh how sweet she is exploring her new domain.  At about 10:30 pm that night Morris came in from work and said, I thought you took Hungrey to the new house (I had told him on the phone that evening) and I said yes I did.  He said, well she is back here now.  OMG I can't believe she found her way back over.  How did she do it?  We are still amazed.  Now I worry when we do move if she will not stay with us but always come back to her original home.  What to do with a wayward cat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-631046641898996791?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/631046641898996791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=631046641898996791&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/631046641898996791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/631046641898996791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2009/06/hungrey-traveler.html' title='Hungrey the Traveler'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-1196812765111627051</id><published>2009-04-20T10:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T16:49:29.622-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet ya at the sweat lodge</title><content type='html'>On Sunday I participated in an authentic Native American Sweat Lodge ceremony.  It was so fascinating.  The women have to wear dresses and this point becomes funny later in the journey.  You first get sage smoke waved across your body with a feather that is very special and has its own box for storage.  Before you crawl into the dirt muddy floor you have to bow down and kiss mother earth.  OK dirty lips won't kill me.  The ceremony starts by bringing in 7 stones (lava rock) that have been heated to a million degrees in a burning fire for several hours.  I was honored with being asked to be the one who crossed each stone with a sage braid and herbs were also sprinkled on by a different person.  The stones are placed in with deer antlers on to the middle of the circle.  Everyone settled in and you close the flap.  Much singing and prayers are offered then each person shares a bit.  A bit like an AA meeting combined with church but very reverent to mother earth and about being a kind and gentle person not at all preachy.  Then after about 15 or 20 minutes the flap opens but you do not exit.  Seven more stones are brought in and another round goes with different herbs.  More singing which I did not know but it was one persons 50th birthday so I did know how to sing that part.  Break again - flap opens and by this time I am dripping wet with sweat along with everyone else. Round 3 starts and it was my turn to share and I was crying - not sobbing but tears were rolling down my face as I expressed my appreciation to the group for inviting me to join in their ritual.  It was very moving and I said a few more things and then it was time to take medicine.  Well, not knowing exactly what the medicine was I participated.  A little medicine never hurt anyone, right? It was very dark and I thought it had a slight greenish tint so I thought maybe Kiwi, oh yummy.  I took the smallest piece I could find but it was not Kiwi - tasted more like mushroomy dirt.  Then a huge jug of tea was passed around and many took huge swigs.  I only took a sip as it looked a bit funky like it was made with wild herbs and bat butts and such.  Round 3 starts and they put a very powerful strong herb on the rocks and by the time it was over I thought I was breathing fire.  It was so very hot I thought I might spontaneously combust or my hair might catch on fire but I made it.  Some people were laying on the ground at this point and I wondered if they passed out but everyone was fine just weak.  Flap opens and man was I happy.  Air - fresh air never felt so extremely wonderful!  There are traditionally 4 rounds but I excused myself after round 3 along with 2 other ladies.  Later I find out what I drank and ate was Peyote.  Yikes - I did not have any strange visions or dreams other than thinking I was a fire breathing dragon - just kidding - just felt very relaxed and calm.  I only took small amounts but no one else acted any differently either.  One lady became a bit sick to her stomach but it passed.  Now back to my dress - when I came out and finally rested enough to go change my clothes I noticed that my hands were purple.  That alarmed me so I asked one of the women if that was normal and she laughed and said well it is probably faded off from your skirt - which it did.  My legs are purple, my hips are purple - it looks like I fell down a flight of steps and my body is totally brusied.  It has not washed off all the way - so maybe it will fade out in a few days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an experience - it was truly enlightening.  Afterwards they had a huge BarBQ and fun was had by all.  Try it you might like it. Or at least be able to say you participated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-1196812765111627051?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/1196812765111627051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=1196812765111627051&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/1196812765111627051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/1196812765111627051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2009/04/meet-ya-at-sweat-lodge.html' title='Meet ya at the sweat lodge'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-2123595282922534633</id><published>2009-04-01T14:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T14:14:03.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flat Nana and Momo go for a hike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SdO8kx1rqhI/AAAAAAAAAP4/5iAbq1aOsLk/s1600-h/momo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SdO8kx1rqhI/AAAAAAAAAP4/5iAbq1aOsLk/s320/momo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319802924894497298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SdO8aMgim3I/AAAAAAAAAPw/8aCs5HmSekU/s1600-h/nana.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SdO8aMgim3I/AAAAAAAAAPw/8aCs5HmSekU/s320/nana.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319802743075019634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Flat Nana and Momo went for our walk and they saw this enormous mountain and as you cn see they hiked up it.  Later Flat Momo was climbing up Momo's head so he could get a better view :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-2123595282922534633?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2123595282922534633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=2123595282922534633&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/2123595282922534633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/2123595282922534633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2009/04/flat-nana-and-momo-go-for-hike.html' title='Flat Nana and Momo go for a hike'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SdO8kx1rqhI/AAAAAAAAAP4/5iAbq1aOsLk/s72-c/momo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-189006139955275521</id><published>2009-03-30T11:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T11:07:07.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You say Moth - I say Butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SdDtuJL768I/AAAAAAAAAPo/5co7oZGvDLo/s1600-h/butterfly1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SdDtuJL768I/AAAAAAAAAPo/5co7oZGvDLo/s320/butterfly1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319012536920304578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SdDtlPW3XaI/AAAAAAAAAPg/sxG-GJsFeqg/s1600-h/butterfly2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SdDtlPW3XaI/AAAAAAAAAPg/sxG-GJsFeqg/s320/butterfly2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319012383957933474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SdDtbr3i1WI/AAAAAAAAAPY/rE9P5toucV0/s1600-h/butterfly3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SdDtbr3i1WI/AAAAAAAAAPY/rE9P5toucV0/s320/butterfly3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319012219812500834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was the most amazing and gigantic butterfly I had ever seen - little did I know it is actually a moth.  It is still quite remarkable, don't you think?  Look at the size of its legs and body - huge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-189006139955275521?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/189006139955275521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=189006139955275521&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/189006139955275521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/189006139955275521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-say-moth-i-say-butterfly.html' title='You say Moth - I say Butterfly'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SdDtuJL768I/AAAAAAAAAPo/5co7oZGvDLo/s72-c/butterfly1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-4949899207987080803</id><published>2009-03-20T12:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T12:32:37.732-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New toy for Digi and Kalila</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/ScPS5U7zNII/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ic8VO-c_W4A/s1600-h/tractor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/ScPS5U7zNII/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ic8VO-c_W4A/s320/tractor.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315323867541222530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding but we sure wish this was ours - we could definitely use it and get a lot of work done.  They left this up there when they were finished with the driveway.  I was so so tempted to climb abroad and give it a whirl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-4949899207987080803?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/4949899207987080803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=4949899207987080803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/4949899207987080803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/4949899207987080803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-toy-for-digi-and-kalila.html' title='A New toy for Digi and Kalila'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/ScPS5U7zNII/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ic8VO-c_W4A/s72-c/tractor.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-6147767277253516015</id><published>2009-03-19T09:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:01:02.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Septic tank beginnings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/ScJdk7dCsUI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dsiHOb59mKk/s1600-h/soil+testing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/ScJdk7dCsUI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dsiHOb59mKk/s320/soil+testing.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314913399266783554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soil testing has been completed and all looks good to go ahead and begin putting in the septic tank.  We have such hard rock up on the ridge that they have to bring in this huge cutter thingy to slice thru the rock.  It is rather scary looking.  Now Miss Kalila Boo you can't build a playhouse down in that hole.  Maybe we can talk Momo into building you one up in a tree. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-6147767277253516015?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6147767277253516015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=6147767277253516015&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/6147767277253516015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/6147767277253516015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2009/03/septic-tank-beginnings.html' title='Septic tank beginnings'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/ScJdk7dCsUI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dsiHOb59mKk/s72-c/soil+testing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-6114226514457630740</id><published>2009-03-18T13:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:13:57.387-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And More Driveway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/ScE5P58I0pI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Cw3EF6BVXXA/s1600-h/driveway4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/ScE5P58I0pI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Cw3EF6BVXXA/s320/driveway4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314591980687774354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/ScE46B_8BeI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Lb75XKSQeSc/s1600-h/driveway5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/ScE46B_8BeI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Lb75XKSQeSc/s320/driveway5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314591604894074338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These shots may give you a better view of what it actually looks like.  We got the estimate back on the septic tank and it was quite a bit less than what the contractor quoted us with his person.  We went with someone we know and he gave us a great price plus he is our neighbor so we know he does good work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-6114226514457630740?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6114226514457630740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=6114226514457630740&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/6114226514457630740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/6114226514457630740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-more-driveway.html' title='And More Driveway'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/ScE5P58I0pI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Cw3EF6BVXXA/s72-c/driveway4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-5207629298007585073</id><published>2009-03-16T16:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T16:59:10.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Expanding Driveway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/Sb7KycIGa8I/AAAAAAAAAOw/LBv9DtU-ihg/s1600-h/driveway2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/Sb7KycIGa8I/AAAAAAAAAOw/LBv9DtU-ihg/s320/driveway2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313907578236201922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/Sb7KyDCWABI/AAAAAAAAAOo/OkTzPSOSpBE/s1600-h/driveway1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/Sb7KyDCWABI/AAAAAAAAAOo/OkTzPSOSpBE/s320/driveway1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313907571501170706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/Sb7KyBbzHdI/AAAAAAAAAOg/sbxGOP7eI1Q/s1600-h/driveway.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/Sb7KyBbzHdI/AAAAAAAAAOg/sbxGOP7eI1Q/s320/driveway.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313907571071065554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see we have had to widen the driveway in order to do everything needed for the house.  We liked our old driveway better but we really did not have a choice.  They will put the crushed rock back down when the construction is finished - so for now it is back to dirt.  Can't you just see Digi zooming down that hill on his Big Wheel - I can but only with Nana or Momo at the bottom to catch him.  Over protective Moms only lead to Over Protective Nana's :) Well - it is a big hill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-5207629298007585073?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/5207629298007585073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=5207629298007585073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/5207629298007585073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/5207629298007585073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2009/03/expanding-driveway.html' title='Expanding Driveway'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/Sb7KycIGa8I/AAAAAAAAAOw/LBv9DtU-ihg/s72-c/driveway2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-3340148398938393996</id><published>2009-02-24T10:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T10:35:41.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SaQhPt2YlCI/AAAAAAAAAOA/I-WVkWqv9pU/s1600-h/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SaQhPt2YlCI/AAAAAAAAAOA/I-WVkWqv9pU/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306402814838740002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how precious!  I can't believe how long it has been since I last blogged.  Much has happened my babes and their mom and dad came to visit and we had tons of fun.  We have started on the septic and moving trees around again.  That is always fun.  The well should be started soon.  Hopefully we hit water before we hit China :)  Will post more pics soon - promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-3340148398938393996?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/3340148398938393996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=3340148398938393996&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/3340148398938393996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/3340148398938393996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2009/02/sugar-sweet.html' title='Sugar Sweet'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SaQhPt2YlCI/AAAAAAAAAOA/I-WVkWqv9pU/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-2248084326342068075</id><published>2008-11-11T13:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T13:35:51.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Peacocks anyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SRneWcB6_aI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/SqhHvNyCyBU/s1600-h/IMGP1485_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SRneWcB6_aI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/SqhHvNyCyBU/s320/IMGP1485_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267485716249247138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The peacocks have been eating the cat food.  They actually like it better than bird seed.  Seems like the lady at the end of the road has about 6 or 7 males and maybe 4 or 5 females.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-2248084326342068075?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2248084326342068075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=2248084326342068075&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/2248084326342068075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/2248084326342068075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/11/peacocks-anyone.html' title='Peacocks anyone'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SRneWcB6_aI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/SqhHvNyCyBU/s72-c/IMGP1485_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-1655122700819317675</id><published>2008-08-29T14:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T14:56:17.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Building Plans Begin</title><content type='html'>I have officially moved up to Austin.  Morris will be on his way soon.  We are going over our building ideas and plans at the moment.  Amazing when I started this Blog it was just a way to keep Cactus Ridge in my mind and Heart.  It came true in a very short time.  I always believed it would - I just made it happen sooner rather than later.  In a years time we should have our house up on our Ridge built and hopefully moved in.  I am so happy and also feel so fortunate.  Good things are all around me and it makes me smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-1655122700819317675?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/1655122700819317675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=1655122700819317675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/1655122700819317675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/1655122700819317675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/08/building-plans-begin.html' title='Building Plans Begin'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-569231145368347044</id><published>2008-07-17T12:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T12:55:28.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Namesake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SH-GmpUWgdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/TvI-9jZTDD4/s1600-h/cactus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SH-GmpUWgdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/TvI-9jZTDD4/s320/cactus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224042091257430482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SH-GhDIoGUI/AAAAAAAAAJo/eIo0inzSJJc/s1600-h/sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SH-GhDIoGUI/AAAAAAAAAJo/eIo0inzSJJc/s320/sign.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224041995108358466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SH-Ga4_KiwI/AAAAAAAAAJg/IMQy6pyyYHw/s1600-h/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SH-Ga4_KiwI/AAAAAAAAAJg/IMQy6pyyYHw/s320/flower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224041889305103106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how Cactus Ridge got its name.  There were so many little patches of cactus everywhere when we first bought the property and the flat part on the top is where we decided it was a ridge - hence - cactus ridge.  The sign does not hang where the picture shows permenently but I stuck it there to take a picture.  We have since mowed down a lot of the cactus because they are thorny little creatures and if and when the grandchildren come over, we did not want them to get stickers.  Also, that little plant looking thing was everywhere also.  I like those, they are really soft on the interior leaves - kinda fuzzy feeling.  Won't be long now.  We are taking our first load of stuff up there tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-569231145368347044?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/569231145368347044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=569231145368347044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/569231145368347044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/569231145368347044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/07/namesake.html' title='Namesake'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SH-GmpUWgdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/TvI-9jZTDD4/s72-c/cactus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-5064903088398864929</id><published>2008-06-30T14:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T15:02:35.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting ready for the move</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SGk4C_K9pjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/OEulAlLauwA/s1600-h/feet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SGk4C_K9pjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/OEulAlLauwA/s320/feet2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217763267253741106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SGk35H5m2BI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/J1hnt4hOsrI/s1600-h/feet1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SGk35H5m2BI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/J1hnt4hOsrI/s320/feet1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217763097798170642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see by the photos we are getting ready to slow down and enjoy life more.  We plan on doing more swinging, more laying in the hammock together and enjoying life to its fullest.  Time to move out of the city and live a wholesome country life together.  We are planning to move in August and hope to see all of you before we leave.  We will miss all of you but you can always come up for visits.  Dig the garden boots - I love them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-5064903088398864929?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/5064903088398864929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=5064903088398864929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/5064903088398864929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/5064903088398864929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/06/getting-ready-for-move.html' title='Getting ready for the move'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SGk4C_K9pjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/OEulAlLauwA/s72-c/feet2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-14824784685622180</id><published>2008-06-12T17:04:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T17:08:08.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How to have fun on a Saturday afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SFGd04dt4FI/AAAAAAAAAJI/FLFoBZaUeH8/s1600-h/tractor6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SFGd04dt4FI/AAAAAAAAAJI/FLFoBZaUeH8/s320/tractor6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211119775680159826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SFGdvHTiUYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/DRwxe3gM_so/s1600-h/tractor5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SFGdvHTiUYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/DRwxe3gM_so/s320/tractor5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211119676584776066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SFGdqAnS1bI/AAAAAAAAAI4/V-OKZeHL580/s1600-h/tractor4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SFGdqAnS1bI/AAAAAAAAAI4/V-OKZeHL580/s320/tractor4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211119588889253298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SFGdkUvMh1I/AAAAAAAAAIw/WovvgIucrhI/s1600-h/tractor3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SFGdkUvMh1I/AAAAAAAAAIw/WovvgIucrhI/s320/tractor3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211119491211888466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SFGdgCRpAyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/OQVEYDOQYJU/s1600-h/tractor2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SFGdgCRpAyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/OQVEYDOQYJU/s320/tractor2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211119417536611106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SFGdaydOptI/AAAAAAAAAIg/t0b2AY-F_Iw/s1600-h/tractor1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SFGdaydOptI/AAAAAAAAAIg/t0b2AY-F_Iw/s320/tractor1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211119327390901970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may sound silly but this is so fun.  I love riding around on the small tractor/mower.  The land is a bit uneven so you bounce around and up and down.  You can change the speed to really fast or really slow.  You can also go in reverse.  I don't mind volunteering to cut the grass when I can do it on this mower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-14824784685622180?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/14824784685622180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=14824784685622180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/14824784685622180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/14824784685622180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-to-have-fun-on-saturday-afternoon.html' title='How to have fun on a Saturday afternoon'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SFGd04dt4FI/AAAAAAAAAJI/FLFoBZaUeH8/s72-c/tractor6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-1840624599617474474</id><published>2008-06-09T10:05:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T10:14:49.524-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Been Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SE1G-dxuGPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5Nna1nSYprk/s1600-h/DRIVE1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SE1G-dxuGPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5Nna1nSYprk/s320/DRIVE1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209898382896535794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SE1G6PGWzdI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/WMUmOpJC_nI/s1600-h/drive2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SE1G6PGWzdI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/WMUmOpJC_nI/s320/drive2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209898310237081042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SE1G1vUkWVI/AAAAAAAAAII/TEQSmswdvKU/s1600-h/drive3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SE1G1vUkWVI/AAAAAAAAAII/TEQSmswdvKU/s320/drive3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209898232987277650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SE1GxJj_KMI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GhqpQlyvHWE/s1600-h/drive4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SE1GxJj_KMI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GhqpQlyvHWE/s320/drive4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209898154131925186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as you can see I have been away for awhile.  So much news to share.  First of all I want to say Happy Birthday to my dear sweet Kalila.  She is two years old today and as cute as can be.  Here are pictures of our new and improved driveway.  We had it regraded and crushed stone put on it and it has packed down hard just like concrete.  The stone is called Kalechi and I am sure I probably spelled that wrong but you get the drift.  We are moving to Austin by the end of the summer.  So excited about that and can hardly wait.  We decided to rent a place up in the woods to decide if that is really what we want.  We found a place 2 streets down from Cactus Ridge and we are going to lease it for a year.  After about 6 months we can decide if we want to build on the land or just buy another house in Austin and keep the land as our get away.  That way if we do decide to build we will be close enough to supervise the contractors and make sure things are being done right. Lots to do.  We listed our house last Thursday and we will see what the market brings.  Send all qualified buyers our way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-1840624599617474474?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/1840624599617474474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=1840624599617474474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/1840624599617474474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/1840624599617474474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/06/been-away.html' title='Been Away'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/SE1G-dxuGPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5Nna1nSYprk/s72-c/DRIVE1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-3347485634416280208</id><published>2008-05-02T17:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T17:33:51.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag your it</title><content type='html'>Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;Remove 1 question from below and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you really really want right now?&lt;br /&gt;To move to Austin and get the heck out of Houston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you can turn into anything, what do you wish you can turn into? A successful inventor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How are you feeling now?  Sore throat and I want to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Where is the place that you want to go most?&lt;br /&gt;A return trip to Gatlingurg Tennessee, visit Italy, Switzerland and Ireland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you have one dream to come true, what would it be?  Living closer to my grandchildren and being able to have them over on week-ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you want more children?  My days are over for that.  I'll take all the grandchildren they want to send my way though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What matters more - money or love?  Love hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What cheers you up for the rest of the day?  Spending time with my family and a good belly laugh.  I love to laugh - it just feels good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you meet someone you love, would you confess to him/her?  Absolutely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. List out three good things of the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;a) She loves her children immensely.&lt;br /&gt;b) She is very adventurous.&lt;br /&gt;c) She has wicked sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What are the requirements that you wish of your other half?&lt;br /&gt;Romantic, outgoing and friendly, ability to survive my weirdness, likes to explore and travel, loves hugs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What type of person do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;People who talk out of both sides of their mouths or lazy people.  There is a difference between being lazy and just chilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What would you do if you won a million dollars?  Quit work, move to Austin, buy a small home in England and spend half of the year in one place and half in the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What would you wanna be remembered for after you're dead?  That I was a fun Nana and a good wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you have a chance, which part of your character would you like to change?  My addictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What would you most want to achieve right now?  Getting a job in Austin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?  My Family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If there's one thing in your life you wanted to do but yet unable to, what would it be?  Travel more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you see yourself as in the next 10 years?  Out of Houston, maybe a hot air balloon pilot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If you were an animal, what would you be? A pampered cat &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK Chris, Delynda, Renee, Debby, Deb, Christy, Gary, Lesa - tag your it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-3347485634416280208?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/3347485634416280208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=3347485634416280208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/3347485634416280208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/3347485634416280208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/05/tag-your-it.html' title='Tag your it'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-3085357129358628834</id><published>2008-04-07T17:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T17:17:48.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas Chainsaw Tree Massacre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R_qchua7lCI/AAAAAAAAAH4/TSh0KxcDe6k/s1600-h/IMGP0687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R_qchua7lCI/AAAAAAAAAH4/TSh0KxcDe6k/s320/IMGP0687.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186630024081151010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mess with a man when he has a chainsaw in his hands.  Don't make hand motions as his hands will follow his eyes and then whack there goes another limb.  Don't hand him a nice cold drink because as he reaches for it zip there goes another branch.  Don't walk up behind him because eekkkk you could lose an ear.  The offer still stands - anyone wanting to stack up on firewood is welcome to come an haul off all they can handle from the driveway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-3085357129358628834?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/3085357129358628834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=3085357129358628834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/3085357129358628834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/3085357129358628834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/04/texas-chainsaw-tree-massacre.html' title='Texas Chainsaw Tree Massacre'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R_qchua7lCI/AAAAAAAAAH4/TSh0KxcDe6k/s72-c/IMGP0687.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-6699475726691742783</id><published>2008-04-03T14:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T16:37:04.081-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously missing the kids</title><content type='html'>We arrived home safely after a really long journey.  We are so missing everyone though.  The kids were so much fun and we really got to play grandparents big time.  The trip to the Lake District was fantastic.  So pretty and we even had snow on Easter which I adore.  The easter bunny even visited us.  I sure wish we lived closer - this 2 times a year thing just plain sucks.  Of course, the kids would be spoiled rotten.  The last night there we were laying in Tosha's bed and the kids were snuggled up next to me and we were watching Charlie and The Chocolate Factory and I was in heaven.  Nothing beats their cuddles.  Now I will just go and have a cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-6699475726691742783?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6699475726691742783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=6699475726691742783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/6699475726691742783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/6699475726691742783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/04/seriously-missing-kids.html' title='Seriously missing the kids'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-4040148442185606569</id><published>2008-03-20T16:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T16:31:03.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yippee Yippee Yah Yah</title><content type='html'>We are off tomorrow to see Tosha, Nik, Digi and Kalila - can't wait - we are all so excited.  We arrive there on Saturday and then on Sunday we all leave to go to the Lake District for some serious fun and games.  Can't wait to see the kiddos.  Digi said today on the phone today - don't forget the chewing gum Nana and also bring some sweeties.  Little does he know they are all packed and waiting for the plane.  See you all soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-4040148442185606569?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/4040148442185606569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=4040148442185606569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/4040148442185606569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/4040148442185606569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/03/yippee-yippee-yah-yah.html' title='Yippee Yippee Yah Yah'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-8253345896860738768</id><published>2008-03-11T14:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T15:04:36.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mrs. Always Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R9bjtXRM-YI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Gba27HG7ecg/s1600-h/pillows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R9bjtXRM-YI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Gba27HG7ecg/s320/pillows.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176575190188751234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R9bjk3RM-XI/AAAAAAAAAHo/E0A2LRQYFK0/s1600-h/panel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R9bjk3RM-XI/AAAAAAAAAHo/E0A2LRQYFK0/s320/panel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176575044159863154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see our lovely pillowcases that I think are so accurate - just kidding - but it was worth a try.  Also you can see we have a real bed and we have started putting up our paneling.  Today is Mr. Right's birthday, so I wish him a very happy day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-8253345896860738768?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/8253345896860738768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=8253345896860738768&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/8253345896860738768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/8253345896860738768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/03/mrs-always-right.html' title='Mrs. Always Right'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R9bjtXRM-YI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Gba27HG7ecg/s72-c/pillows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-2734468020286012049</id><published>2008-03-07T14:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T14:58:36.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blanco in Bloom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R9GqJnRM-WI/AAAAAAAAAHg/q5dj7lnBQac/s1600-h/flower2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R9GqJnRM-WI/AAAAAAAAAHg/q5dj7lnBQac/s320/flower2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175104528962091362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R9GqEXRM-VI/AAAAAAAAAHY/j0oxTABfR4Q/s1600-h/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R9GqEXRM-VI/AAAAAAAAAHY/j0oxTABfR4Q/s320/flower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175104438767778130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an example of how pretty the flowers are in the Spring time up in the Hill Country.  Back many years ago Lady Bird Johnson established a wildflower program where the state went out and spread wildflower seeds all along the Interstate, Bluebonnet, Indian Paintbrush, and assorted over ones I can't name.  It is a sight to behold while traveling up to the land in the Spring.  Last year as you can see by the pictures was an outstanding year.  The colors were so bright and vivid.  We have spread some seed on Cactus Ridge but I guess if anything bloomed the deer and goats ate it because we never saw any flowers.  I truly believe they would even eat onions if I planted them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-2734468020286012049?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2734468020286012049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=2734468020286012049&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/2734468020286012049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/2734468020286012049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/03/blanco-in-blooming.html' title='Blanco in Bloom'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R9GqJnRM-WI/AAAAAAAAAHg/q5dj7lnBQac/s72-c/flower2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-3946955520597499787</id><published>2008-03-05T16:51:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T16:59:17.164-06:00</updated><title type='text'>He trained them well</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R88kOTQm6oI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ZGDGDgEmpvM/s1600-h/moshovel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R88kOTQm6oI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ZGDGDgEmpvM/s320/moshovel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174394324978690690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R88kIzQm6nI/AAAAAAAAAHI/22P-PMVZyko/s1600-h/gnomeshovel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R88kIzQm6nI/AAAAAAAAAHI/22P-PMVZyko/s320/gnomeshovel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174394230489410162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see Life imitates art - so to speak.  Now if we can just find a gnome riding a lawn tractor and one cooking steaks, the village would be complete.  We had a fishing gnome that Tosha bought for Morris but he came to a Humpty Dumpty fate unfortunately.  He was on top of the aquarium and we have these 3 super huge goldfish that like to jump out of the water and they hit the top of the tank, so one day one of them jumped up hit the top and Fisher gnome was no more.   AHHHHHH.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-3946955520597499787?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/3946955520597499787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=3946955520597499787&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/3946955520597499787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/3946955520597499787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/03/he-trained-them-well.html' title='He trained them well'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R88kOTQm6oI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ZGDGDgEmpvM/s72-c/moshovel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-3409861925278131495</id><published>2008-03-03T15:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T15:54:48.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrub a dub dub</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R8xxURemVlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0WgFNz_jNn8/s1600-h/potty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R8xxURemVlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0WgFNz_jNn8/s320/potty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173634665044923986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R8xxORemVkI/AAAAAAAAAG4/aOr2Fty1-Cc/s1600-h/shower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R8xxORemVkI/AAAAAAAAAG4/aOr2Fty1-Cc/s320/shower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173634561965708866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrub a dub dub - well - not exactly two men in a tub as the nursery rhyme goes - thank goodness- but we can have a shower.  We can always go down to the state park about 9 miles down the road where we have a annual pass that we keep up and have a shower.  Sometimes though we are too tired from working all day and I just wanted to be able to shower there.  Sooooo Morris got a bucket, cut a hole in the bottom and glued in a piece of pipe and attached a piece of garden hose with a sprayer type nozzle.  It works really well.  He can heat up water with a propane tank and one bucket full will give you a complete shower and allow you to wash your hair if you turn it off while lathering up.  We also now have a screen around it for more privacy because I got really spooked one night when a racoon was creeping around and making noises.  I usually only have a shower after dark up there but it is a bit spooky.  I make Morris sit over there with me and pass me my towel when I get water in my eyes.  I know where my grandson gets that gene from as to not liking water in his eyes - me neither.  This all works well in the summer but I don't think I will try it in the winter.  Also, picture one shows we now have complete privacy for the potty - such a relief - literally :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-3409861925278131495?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/3409861925278131495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=3409861925278131495&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/3409861925278131495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/3409861925278131495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/03/scrub-dub-dub.html' title='Scrub a dub dub'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R8xxURemVlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0WgFNz_jNn8/s72-c/potty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-3553829002353826226</id><published>2008-02-29T12:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T12:43:34.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Namesake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R8hSIBemVjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/L9wgq1h1uhw/s1600-h/barn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R8hSIBemVjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/L9wgq1h1uhw/s320/barn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172474469824222770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R8hQ9xemViI/AAAAAAAAAGo/a7LwStgO_lE/s1600-h/cactus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R8hQ9xemViI/AAAAAAAAAGo/a7LwStgO_lE/s320/cactus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172473194218935842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how and why Cactus Ridge got its name.  When we first bought the land these little patches of cactus were all over the place.  About the third year we owned the property, a big storm came and we had a terrible freeze (for Texas) we lost many patches of cactus and one really pretty tree that Morris had worked so hard on.  The one in front of the barn to the left.  He shaped and pruned and babied it because when we look out the front door that is what we saw.  Ahhhh - but when it froze it cracked down the middle and split the tree into three parts on the ground.  It was sad when we saw it but the good thing is it was a Cedar and not one of the grand old Oaks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-3553829002353826226?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/3553829002353826226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=3553829002353826226&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/3553829002353826226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/3553829002353826226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/02/namesake.html' title='Namesake'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R8hSIBemVjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/L9wgq1h1uhw/s72-c/barn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-5367713523228153133</id><published>2008-02-28T15:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T15:51:02.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R8csZ5carKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ZhDVP8K9CtY/s1600-h/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R8csZ5carKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ZhDVP8K9CtY/s320/tree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172151520486665378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the most beautiful and unusual trees on the land.  This view was taken while I was relaxing in the hammock.  I love to lay there and just stare up in space and imagine shapes with the tree limbs and clouds.  Just look at that sky.  Gorgeous!  That is my idea of a very relaxing day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-5367713523228153133?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/5367713523228153133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=5367713523228153133&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/5367713523228153133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/5367713523228153133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/02/trees.html' title='Trees'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R8csZ5carKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ZhDVP8K9CtY/s72-c/tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-3106640980600986112</id><published>2008-02-26T16:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T16:55:18.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Does a Tiffin poop in the woods?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R8SYwZcarJI/AAAAAAAAAGY/o2Nj6LGfsr4/s1600-h/potty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R8SYwZcarJI/AAAAAAAAAGY/o2Nj6LGfsr4/s320/potty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171426229359389842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuf said?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-3106640980600986112?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/3106640980600986112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=3106640980600986112&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/3106640980600986112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/3106640980600986112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/02/does-tiffin-poop-in-woods.html' title='Does a Tiffin poop in the woods?'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R8SYwZcarJI/AAAAAAAAAGY/o2Nj6LGfsr4/s72-c/potty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-8313569540170573366</id><published>2008-02-26T16:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T16:46:12.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a swangin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R8SVd5carII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/yXBAjX-jIdk/s1600-h/swing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R8SVd5carII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/yXBAjX-jIdk/s320/swing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171422612996926594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see I like to swing.  Everywhere I can I have Morris hang a swing.  We had this glidder at the house for ages and I decided to take it to the land.  We have probably used it more there than anywhere.  When it gets cold, you just wrap up in the blanket and snuggle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-8313569540170573366?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/8313569540170573366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=8313569540170573366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/8313569540170573366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/8313569540170573366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-swangin.html' title='Just a swangin'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R8SVd5carII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/yXBAjX-jIdk/s72-c/swing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-7376065696399961256</id><published>2008-02-21T15:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T15:11:00.052-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Miniture things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R73noZcarHI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-wal3dh7vBE/s1600-h/inside1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R73noZcarHI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-wal3dh7vBE/s320/inside1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169542628502056050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R73nYJcarGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pRvd3jKhAs8/s1600-h/inside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R73nYJcarGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pRvd3jKhAs8/s320/inside.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169542349329181794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little stove, well hotplate really, little frig, little microwave but no sink.  We have power but no water.  Notice we do have the essentials coffee and cookies.  I have not got around to staining the cabinets but I will - the counter top is a lovely green color.  When we first starting saying over night we were sleeping on the sofa that made out into a bed - well - I guess you could call it a bed.  It quickly grew very uncomfortable, so now we have a bed.  I will take a pic of it on the next trip and update you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-7376065696399961256?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/7376065696399961256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=7376065696399961256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/7376065696399961256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/7376065696399961256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/02/miniture-things.html' title='Miniture things'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R73noZcarHI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-wal3dh7vBE/s72-c/inside1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-7444118951217661085</id><published>2008-02-20T10:12:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T10:19:32.569-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ole McMomo's Farm e i e i o</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R7xSMpcarFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/MChmFgb8wyw/s1600-h/deer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R7xSMpcarFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/MChmFgb8wyw/s320/deer2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169096849551436882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R7xRoJcarEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MtGTADAG0BY/s1600-h/deer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R7xRoJcarEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MtGTADAG0BY/s320/deer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169096222486211650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How beautiful it is to wake up to bright sunshine open your door and have this view.  Sometimes there are 7, 8 or more out grazing in the field which is our front yard.  We have goats, scorpions and tarantulas which are not as nice but we do love our deer - and no - they are not what's for breakfast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-7444118951217661085?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/7444118951217661085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=7444118951217661085&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/7444118951217661085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/7444118951217661085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/02/ole-mcmomos-farm-e-i-e-i-o.html' title='Ole McMomo&apos;s Farm e i e i o'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R7xSMpcarFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/MChmFgb8wyw/s72-c/deer2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-1528693895854455919</id><published>2008-02-19T10:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T10:33:15.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Waylon, Willie and the boys....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R7sBwpcarCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/AqIGlKNYxxU/s1600-h/lukin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R7sBwpcarCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/AqIGlKNYxxU/s320/lukin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168726932608166946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckenbach, Texas is only a hop skip and a jump over the hill from Cactus Ridge.  It is the smallest little town I have ever seen but very popular and well known in Texas.  In the general store which was established in 1849 everyone is encouraged to carve their name on the walls.  The post office is also located in the general store -truly small town America.  They have a dance hall and huge concerts all through the year.  The blacksmith shop washed away down the creek one year in a freak rainstorm.  In 2002 the floods came again and took the cotton gin.  If you have never heard the song - I'm going to Luckenbach Texas with Waylon, Willie and the boys, you just must not be a texan.  Everybodys somebody in Luckenbach!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-1528693895854455919?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/1528693895854455919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=1528693895854455919&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/1528693895854455919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/1528693895854455919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/02/waylon-willie-and-boys.html' title='Waylon, Willie and the boys....'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R7sBwpcarCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/AqIGlKNYxxU/s72-c/lukin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-8521956992778556038</id><published>2008-02-13T12:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T12:51:17.880-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shall we make a sacrifice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R7XfFZcarBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Vime7xlk5sc/s1600-h/tent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R7XfFZcarBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Vime7xlk5sc/s320/tent.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167281431299927058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't really think that this particular area of the land is a past sacrificial area but a few other people do.  One person would not even go in the fenced area.  It is a strange little area though.  There is a chain link fence then you go down and there is another little fenced in area out of barbed wire with a picket gate and then inside that is a 4 sided little area built out of rocks with an old hammock tied up and the top of a deer stand to one side.  It is a bit erie even to me but I truly think it is either a) where someone had a pot field growing and put all that up to keep the animals out or b) part of the old school house that used to be there from Payton Colony.  Payton Colony is the whole divide area as to what I am told.  It was given to freed slaves and they lived there after the civil war.  Now I have not verified that but it is the folklore up in those parts.  Tex and Ashley put a tent in there one night and were going to sleep out there but a huge storm came thru with huge lightning and they came running up the hill and slept on the floor in our cabin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-8521956992778556038?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/8521956992778556038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=8521956992778556038&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/8521956992778556038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/8521956992778556038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/02/shall-we-make-sacrifice.html' title='Shall we make a sacrifice'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R7XfFZcarBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Vime7xlk5sc/s72-c/tent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-775306443556176338</id><published>2008-02-07T11:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T12:06:54.914-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gnomes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R6tGci-evpI/AAAAAAAAAEM/GaSGgAxrOO8/s1600-h/gnome3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R6tGci-evpI/AAAAAAAAAEM/GaSGgAxrOO8/s320/gnome3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164298853949554322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R6tGWi-evoI/AAAAAAAAAEE/EOsPJ-OUUSg/s1600-h/gnome2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R6tGWi-evoI/AAAAAAAAAEE/EOsPJ-OUUSg/s320/gnome2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164298750870339202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R6tGQC-evnI/AAAAAAAAAD8/OyF6ZuDArGY/s1600-h/gnome1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R6tGQC-evnI/AAAAAAAAAD8/OyF6ZuDArGY/s320/gnome1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164298639201189490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gnomes - Gnomes - the Gnomes come marching in my friend.  The definition of a gnome is a group of dwarflike beings believed to inhabit the interior of the earth.  Well, ours inhabit the exterior.  Fairly soon after we got the land the gnomes came marching in, only 2 or 3 at first but now we have 88 at last count and they still jump into our basket at any store we visit.  With so many of course they needed shelter hence the rock houses were born.  Shane, a dear friend who is now serving in Iraq built one and Morris built two.  They have a cannon, a chimenea, a box of gold, flags, a latrine and probably other stuff I can't recall.  Some even came from England.  They are multi-cultural these gnomes. They are the guards against the sacrificial area of the land.  AH interesting topic - I will have to explain the sacrificial area in the next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-775306443556176338?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/775306443556176338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=775306443556176338&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/775306443556176338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/775306443556176338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/02/gnomes.html' title='Gnomes'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R6tGci-evpI/AAAAAAAAAEM/GaSGgAxrOO8/s72-c/gnome3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-7238817132408231232</id><published>2008-02-04T11:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T11:33:53.855-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you spell relaxation?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R6dMdy-evmI/AAAAAAAAAD0/TNvsY03b2ms/s1600-h/mo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R6dMdy-evmI/AAAAAAAAAD0/TNvsY03b2ms/s320/mo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163179572587314786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R6dMXC-evlI/AAAAAAAAADs/kk6JJ6nrQBc/s1600-h/vic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R6dMXC-evlI/AAAAAAAAADs/kk6JJ6nrQBc/s320/vic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163179456623197778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R6dLNC-evkI/AAAAAAAAADk/M2IA070w9mA/s1600-h/vic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R6dLNC-evkI/AAAAAAAAADk/M2IA070w9mA/s320/vic1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163178185312878146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R6dLHC-evjI/AAAAAAAAADc/flNYOIVyrd4/s1600-h/tired.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R6dLHC-evjI/AAAAAAAAADc/flNYOIVyrd4/s320/tired.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163178082233663026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are pics of early on when we were working extra hard to clean and clear off big parcels for use.  We would be so tired by late afternoon that we had to have some relaxation.  I think this particular day we had cleaned out the whole area over by the barn.  I use the term barn very loosely as it is a shack bascially that either goats or pigs lived in.  Now it is full of Deer Poo because we feed them every time we are up there and they reward us with poo pellets.  Oh well, we don't mind because we love to watch them early in the morning or right at dusk they also come out.  I wish I had a picture of the day the herd of wild goats chased me down the hill.  I heard them coming but when I saw them they were charging and there was about 15 of them with the leader being quite large and he had a long black beard.  Needless to say I took off running and got out of their way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-7238817132408231232?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/7238817132408231232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=7238817132408231232&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/7238817132408231232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/7238817132408231232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-do-you-spell-relaxation.html' title='How do you spell relaxation?'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R6dMdy-evmI/AAAAAAAAAD0/TNvsY03b2ms/s72-c/mo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-3422732933156098701</id><published>2008-01-30T14:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T14:34:11.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Wood - Got Rocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R6DeUi-eviI/AAAAAAAAADU/_4FB-4wBMBg/s1600-h/firepit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R6DeUi-eviI/AAAAAAAAADU/_4FB-4wBMBg/s320/firepit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161369617534205474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R6DeMC-evhI/AAAAAAAAADM/Mqf_DWlQoSc/s1600-h/wood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R6DeMC-evhI/AAAAAAAAADM/Mqf_DWlQoSc/s320/wood.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161369471505317394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we go up to the land we have so much wood to cut and Morris always brings back tons of rocks.  We have so many rock decorations, and rock gardens, and rock walls at home sometimes I wonder if we are there or here.  I have to admit though they do look lovely after he creates his designs.  Just yesterday he made an entire new flower bed in the front and put miniture azalea bushes in.  If you need firewood or rocks for decorating - come see us - take truck loads - free of charge - you cut - you haul. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-3422732933156098701?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/3422732933156098701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=3422732933156098701&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/3422732933156098701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/3422732933156098701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/01/got-wood-got-rocks.html' title='Got Wood - Got Rocks'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R6DeUi-eviI/AAAAAAAAADU/_4FB-4wBMBg/s72-c/firepit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-2132397775706891616</id><published>2008-01-23T15:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T16:06:27.099-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gazebo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R5e6XC-evgI/AAAAAAAAADE/XQMNqVafROk/s1600-h/goodg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R5e6XC-evgI/AAAAAAAAADE/XQMNqVafROk/s320/goodg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158796803274882562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R5e6SC-evfI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZB6d0-tXqTQ/s1600-h/badg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R5e6SC-evfI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZB6d0-tXqTQ/s320/badg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158796717375536626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day we had the cabin built we also put together this lovely gazebo which we thought we would have many wonderful hours enjoying.  Mike, Renee, and I were the main ones who screwed about 5000 nuts - bolts - and screws into this crazy thing and at the time, we did not have a ladder up there.  After the first couple of trips we noticed the winds were picking up and kind of moved around a bit.  I tried to secure it in place with big rocks.  Big joke because the next time we came up it looked like this........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-2132397775706891616?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2132397775706891616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=2132397775706891616&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/2132397775706891616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/2132397775706891616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/01/gazebo.html' title='Gazebo'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R5e6XC-evgI/AAAAAAAAADE/XQMNqVafROk/s72-c/goodg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-4299736613750587210</id><published>2008-01-19T21:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T22:22:50.987-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Before I forget</title><content type='html'>OK I have to admit the whole reason of doing this is so I don't lose the details but I am going back 3 years to the beginnings - so if I jump back and forth please read on.  Well, the flower beds took Mo the entire day to build and he worked extremely hard because it was hot hot hot in Texas at least 99 but w/100% humidity - if you have never lived here let me tell you, it is the most horrible heat I have ever known.  I think we live in Satan's Hell.  The next trip we were able to make made him sad.  The deer had eaten all his plants.  How terribly sad for him.  Even though Mike and Kathy had given us a deer feeder which we always stock with corn - they still ate all his lovely planted garden ring around the massive tree.  He put out tons of Aloe which he is known for cultivating, his plants grow extremely well - he has a 3 foot wide aloe - but they ate every nibble - they also ate all the new plant I introduced him to which spreads - the wondering jew.  A purple lovely plant that you can't stop from multiplying.  I don't know where the name came from - I did not create it.  Don't write me hate email because of the name.  We learned that you have to put a fence around anything that you do not want eaten.  We also came up w/the plan of having an outdoor bathroom.  I truly believe we will develop this - sounds weird but we do have a plan.  Texas does not have seasons, only hot, cool and a sweater.  The only reason I say this is because of my husband - he is a born and bread Texan and loves it.  I love to explore and that is why we have Cactus Ridge.  I could live in cold climates - he could not.  He complained about 45 degree temps - ah poor babe - just wait until we move to cactus ridge and you have to feel the colder winds - see that is why I love it - sometimes you actually have to put on a jacket and I have been advised by people that have lived there for years - the winds are fierce - I believe this because I have seen the damage - remind me to tell you about the gazebo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-4299736613750587210?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/4299736613750587210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=4299736613750587210&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/4299736613750587210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/4299736613750587210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/01/before-i-forget.html' title='Before I forget'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-726939098846245674</id><published>2008-01-17T12:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T11:15:07.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Color Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R5Dei53TplI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fdDG5ZXBrIk/s1600-h/house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156866264568931922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R5Dei53TplI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fdDG5ZXBrIk/s320/house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew right away that I wanted to paint the cabin green. I wanted it to blend in as much as possible with the surroundings. Do you know how many different shades of green there are? We finally settled for a spring time new grass color and had it mixed. When we were putting it on though it came out more limey and bright than we expected. Now you have to remember we are up in the sticks. There is not a Home Depot or a corner hardware store to run to. So we both agreed we would put it on and talk ourselves into liking it. It has faded out a bit and I guess I can live with it for now. However, I think one day it may change. We decided on white trim - so creative I know but it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morris made a lovely fire circle and a couple of flower beds. Tomorrow I will explain the how the plot thickens with the flower beds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-726939098846245674?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/726939098846245674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=726939098846245674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/726939098846245674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/726939098846245674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/01/color-green.html' title='The Color Green'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R5Dei53TplI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fdDG5ZXBrIk/s72-c/house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-4440422210035678762</id><published>2008-01-15T09:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T08:09:57.438-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Walls appear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45xnp3TpkI/AAAAAAAAABs/I8ygBzMD8S4/s1600-h/11th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156183549452461634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45xnp3TpkI/AAAAAAAAABs/I8ygBzMD8S4/s320/11th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45xep3TpjI/AAAAAAAAABk/94ugQTSDBKE/s1600-h/10th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156183394833638962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45xep3TpjI/AAAAAAAAABk/94ugQTSDBKE/s320/10th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45xLp3TpiI/AAAAAAAAABc/gmIHERXFE4o/s1600-h/8th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156183068416124450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45xLp3TpiI/AAAAAAAAABc/gmIHERXFE4o/s320/8th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45xFp3TphI/AAAAAAAAABU/Wsu_FVAUT6o/s1600-h/7th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156182965336909330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45xFp3TphI/AAAAAAAAABU/Wsu_FVAUT6o/s320/7th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45xA53TpgI/AAAAAAAAABM/ktbjEEFbhC8/s1600-h/6th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156182883732530690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45xA53TpgI/AAAAAAAAABM/ktbjEEFbhC8/s320/6th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45w7J3TpfI/AAAAAAAAABE/00A3F_MSC60/s1600-h/5th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156182784948282866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45w7J3TpfI/AAAAAAAAABE/00A3F_MSC60/s320/5th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45w2J3TpeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ye6QCYN0UA8/s1600-h/4th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156182699048936930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45w2J3TpeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ye6QCYN0UA8/s320/4th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45shZ3TpaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9VQkiOxETIU/s1600-h/3rd.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45sbJ3TpZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TSemWNi8frI/s1600-h/2nd.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45sVJ3TpYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o8wdwB5L3cE/s1600-h/1st.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the week-end finally came to have the cabin built. We went up the night before with several friends and stayed in the Fabulous Blanco County Inn. Next morning it is pouring down the rain. Our newly dug driveway was just washing away faster than speedy gonzalez can run. We go on up there anyway and sit and wait for the builders to arrive. We made fun anyway by running back and forth to each others cars with trashbags on our heads. They finally arrive but can not make it up the driveway because it is just to slick and wet. I was getting very worried and almost teary thinking we would not be able to have it built. It had stopped raining at this point and our friend Mike suggested we unload everything from their trailer to the bed of his four wheel drive truck. So they started doing this load by load and we all held our breath as he slipped and slid and with spinning tires each load made it to the top. Everytime he made it, I let out a huge sigh of relief. They started working around 11 that morning. It was going along pretty smooth and fast until it was time for the 2 workers to raise the walls. Oh my, we almost had a squished man when Morris and all the guys ran over to help them. Mission accomplished. We decided to have a Bar-B-Que in celebration. It started getting dark and the workers pulled out these huge flood lights as they were almost done and just had to finish the roof shingles. They finally finished around 8 or 9 that evening and we invited them for the Bar-B-Que. They ate and we all laughed and were so amazed that it only took one day. We walked into the cabin that evening and although it was unfinished on the inside, I felt like it was home. Next comes choosing paint colors. Details tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-4440422210035678762?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/4440422210035678762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=4440422210035678762&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/4440422210035678762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/4440422210035678762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/01/walls-appear.html' title='Walls appear'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45xnp3TpkI/AAAAAAAAABs/I8ygBzMD8S4/s72-c/11th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587791754836306314.post-2905037655886699258</id><published>2008-01-14T15:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T15:01:50.689-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Land</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45wp53TpdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/GFqQjgWs8Tk/s1600-h/3rd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156182488595539410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45wp53TpdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/GFqQjgWs8Tk/s320/3rd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45wkp3TpcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mfhHv2TvaeI/s1600-h/2nd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156182398401226178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45wkp3TpcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mfhHv2TvaeI/s320/2nd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45we53TpbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ULVNBp4wzYo/s1600-h/1st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156182299616978354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45we53TpbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ULVNBp4wzYo/s320/1st.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back in November 2004 I found a patch of land up in the Hill Country that I purchased with my husband. I had no idea that there were actual hills in Texas. I had only lived in places here that were flat flat. The land so pitiful at first, no driveway, weeds everywhere, almost every tree and plant was totally overgrown. When we went to visit we had to hike up the side of the hill carrying everything we brought. My poor arms and legs were getting so torn to bits by thorns and I got a bit tired of tree limbs smacking me in the face so we decided to have a driveway cut up the hill and Cactus Ridge was born. We next put a fence at the foot of the driveway and put up our street number and a newly created wood burned sign I made. I was so proud. Official owner of property that I had now become, I went in search of a small cabin we could have built. I found one and the next week they built it. That story I will leave for my next entry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587791754836306314-2905037655886699258?l=cactusridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2905037655886699258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=587791754836306314&amp;postID=2905037655886699258&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/2905037655886699258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587791754836306314/posts/default/2905037655886699258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cactusridge.blogspot.com/2008/01/land.html' title='The Land'/><author><name>Vicki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17269659938046682999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sX3C9g7bHNE/R45wp53TpdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/GFqQjgWs8Tk/s72-c/3rd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
