Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Same old here. Mackie did hit his head on the door again, this time on our way into the house. My mom was with me, and I went to open the door and Mackie got his timing wrong. Mackie, it goes like this: I open the door, you walk through.
Mackie got the order mixed up and tried to go through before I opened the door.
He head-butted the door and I stood there stunned. I said to my mom, see what goes on here... who will believe me? She said she does, especially since she saw it too and just about collapsed laughing. Mackie is OK.
Java in her stall for a second before I tack up and we go for a ride. She's fabulous.
This would have been cute if it did not come out blurry:
Our house was built in 1738. That's what the historical society says...
There is a nice little cemetary down the street, so we went and looked for the original builders/owners of the house the Baley's (later changed the spelling Bailey).
Check it out! Here they are, sheltered under this ancient cedar tree. These headstones are in wonderful condition and we could read them. They are the childern and grandchildren of the original owners of the house (some very young, 3 mos, some made it to their early 80's). Right near these stones are others, not sheltered by the tree and the writing is almost totally worn off, but I'll go back and see what I can figure out... I think they are the older markers. The stones that you see in the background are others, from the 1800's, other famlies, etc.
Then we (mom and I) pull back into the driveway and I see that Java is happy as can be.