Friday, August 31, 2007


ART VENTURE GROUP GOES TO NEW ORLEANS


One of the Katrina victims moved his business to Nashville and we are so glad he did. He bought a old building on Church which use to be a Flooring Business. He has done a great job in making the place into a fine restaurant. It is called "Chappy's".

The first picture is Chappy with me, Kitty and the next one is Cat, Chappy, Winnie, and our newest member Jo Jo. We have lost two of our members and Jo Jo will replace my partner Bee Bee. A suggestion was made by Sister of who we would invite to take Mz. Ann's place.

The luncheon was hosted by Mz Fire and Lady Purple. I really think this was the best place we have ever had our luncheon. We will award them top hostess of the year.

On the table were little platters with four kind of butter for the freshly baked bread. They were presented in four little puffy mounds. They were Alligator, Strawberry, Garlic and Plain. For my taste, the garlic was a wee strong but the alligator was delicious.

I ordered from the pan, sauteed scallops in mushrooms and garlic served on angel pasta with scallions and grated cheese. Some of the other entrees where gigantic and the ladies either left most on the plate or else got a "go box".

Knoxie looked at my bowl and said "Now that is the right amount of food". I still could not eat it all but I was pleasantly surprised at the amount and oh the flavor was wonderful. Only Mz PB&J ordered dessert.

There was fine art on the walls and little alcoves under archways with burgundy drapes for privacy. On the right as you entered was an old English bar and a wall of stain glass.

The Kitty Justice is it was a wonderful get away and we all laughed and enjoyed each others company. I even remember some of Merle's jokes to tell the ladies.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

HARPETH RIVER

Prince's brother walked to the river behind his subdivision and this was all he saw. A dry river bed.

The weathermen have predicted rain showers for the next three days. How lovely, I might have to pretend I am Gene Kelly. I always thought that is how we should welcome rain and not grumble.

I played Molly Maid yesterday. Yeah, Grandma Christian's cleaning hit me in the back of the head. Now I feel it all over this body of mine. If you had to measure your age by feel, I would be at least 302 today. Yes, I plan to check out the cabinet with all the pills.

Another death has occurred and another funeral I will attend today. The lady, Peggy Moore was a long time volunteer for the This N That Shop and according to Mimi she was always doing things to make the others laugh. She had a way to make it feel more like play than work.

The Kitty Justice is the closer you get to meeting Father Time the more funeral you attend.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007


DEER HUNTING
PA CHRISTIAN WOULD ALWAYS LAUGH AND SAY "I SURE WOULD LIKE TO EAT SOME OF THAT DEER YOU KILL". HE THOUGHT IT LUDICROUS THAT HIS LITTLE GRAND DAUGHTER WOULD BE INTERESTED IN DEER HUNTING.
THE YEAR AFTER PA DIED, I GOT MY FIRST ONE AND I ALWAYS WISHED I COULD HAVE DONE IT THE PREVIOUS YEAR.
DURING MY TWENTIES AND THIRTIES, MY LITTLE BROTHER WOULD DRAG ME UP ONE HILL AND DOWN ANOTHER. OF COURSE HIM BEING SIX YEARS YOUNGER MADE IT EASIER FOR HIM.
ALSO, I DID NOT HAVE THE ARM STRENGTH TO USE A BAKER TREE STAND SO I BOUGHT THIS STAINLESS STEEL WHICH HAD ONE SECTION FOR YOUR FEET AND THE OTHER ONE YOU SAT IN FACING THE TREE. YOU WOULD STAND UP AND PULL THE SEAT UP AND THEN SAT DOWN AND PULL YOUR FEET UP. LIKE A GIANT INCH WORM.
OF COURSE THIS WAS THE ERA WHEN IT WAS NOT FASHIONABLE FOR WOMEN TO HUNT AS IT IS NOW. I WAS JUST FULFILLING MY TOMBOY ROOTS.
NO ONE HAD WANTED A GIRL WHEN I WAS BORN AS THEY ALREADY HAD A FOUR YEAR OLD GIRL. THEREFORE, ALL MY LIFE I HEARD HOW DISAPPOINTED THEY WERE THAT I WAS A GIRL SO I TRIED TO MAKE UP FOR IT AND ALL THAT WISHING ME A BOY MADE ME LIKE TO DO BOY ACTIVITIES RATHER THAN PLAY WITH DOLLS.
ALL THE TIMES, MY BROTHER DRUG ME OVER HILL AND DALE, I NEVER ONCE KILLED ANYTHING BUT I SAW MORE OF THE WORLD AND NATURE THAN MOST WOMEN OF THE DAY. THE BEST PART IS SITTING IN THE TREE WATCHING THE WORLD AWAKEN.
I WOULD NOT TRADE THOSE DAYS WITH LITTLE BROTHER AS THEY WERE SOME THE BEST OF OUR LIVES. AFTER THE MORNING HUNT WE WOULD HEAD FOR A LOCAL PLACE TO HAVE PECAN PIE AND COFFEE AND DISCUSS WHERE WE MIGHT LIKE TO HUNT IN THE AFTERNOON. AT THAT TIME I DRANK MY COFFEE BLACK JUST LIKE PA AND LITTLE BROTHER LOADED HIS WITH SUGAR AND CREAM. THE COFFEE DRINKING REVERSAL IS ANOTHER STORY.
THE PICTURE ABOVE WAS THE BIGGEST WHITETAIL I EVER KILLED AND I WENT INTO THE WOODS BY MYSELF. LUCKILY THERE WERE SOME OTHER HUNTERS IN THE AREA AS I COULD NOT HAVE PULLED HIM OUT BY MYSELF.
I HAD TAKEN THE HEAVY TREE STAND BACK TO MY NOVA AND WAS CLEANING MY HANDS AND TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO PULL THAT BUCK OUT OF THE WOODS. ONE OF THE HUNTERS TOLD ME HE HAD NOT SEEN ANYTHING ALL MORNING AND WOULD BE HAPPY TO HELP ME. AS IT WAS HE PULLED IT OUT BY HIMSELF.
I GOT THE HUNTER TO PUT THE BIG BUCK IN MY TRUNK AND OFF I WENT TO CHECK IT IN.
THE KITTY JUSTICE IS I THINK PA WATCHED OVER ME FROM AFAR AND THAT WAS WHY I WAS SUCH A SUCCESSFUL HUNTER.

Monday, August 27, 2007




GRANDPA CHRISTIAN AND ME
The picture of me was made in the 70's. Long hair and glasses with bell bottom jeans.
Pa was my first love and both pictures were taken when Uncle Roy, his only son had moved them to Nashville so that he could take care of his parents. He did a really good job.
I had bought my first car a 1973 blue Nova. I also had made my way to Nashville from Smith County after I graduated from High School.
Grandma was a fantastic cook and ever chance I got I would head out Dickerson Road to where they live on a farm in a dead end holler.
Pa had his chickens and rabbits and always had a big vegetable garden each year.
I got off from work at 3pm so I would have time to go have a good dinner and a pleasant evening with Pa. We would sit with our heads together and talk and laugh as Grandma did the dishes and then she would head to watch television. We enjoyed each others conversation more.
He always called me Babe and said I was his only grandchild who would always give him a hug and kiss no matter what. I just could not imagine why the others were not so loving to such a wonderful Pa.
He would get up early before dawn each morning and perk him some coffee on the wood stove and then sit and as he would call it STUDY while he would consume the whole pot. He always liked his coffee black none of that sissy stuff for him.
Grandma would complain about his tobacco habit. He always chewed tobacco and would get a tin can to spit into. My father also would complain about his nasty habit when he would come to visit us. To me it was just part of Pa and he was always very careful and never spit any of it anywhere but the can. So I could not figure what was the big deal.
One leg was shorter than the other and he walked almost everywhere he went so when we no longer lived with them, I would watch the roads and could spot him miles away. We lived with them until I was in the third grade.
Being a "rounder" my Father was not at home very much so I think Pa stepped into the place as being the man I would always look up to.
At Christmas, he would come and spend Christmas Eve and tell us how he had to help Santa get down the crook in the stove pipe. He would also have to help dust the soot off Santa. He never failed to make Christmas magical and that was the time of year we would enjoy sacks of fruit and nuts he would bring us children.
The most usual and quite memorable time was when Dad said I could not go to a Christian family reunion in next county. As usual, Dad left to enjoy his own devices and as soon as he left, I put on my red checked sun dress and waited for Pa.
It was not very long until he pulled in the drive with Old Dan his mule hitched to his wooden wagon. Grandma had packed boxes of goodies and Pa helped me get in the back of the wagon and off we went.
As we made our way up Chestnut Mound Hill and beyond, he looked at me and I was beginning to turn as red as the checks in my dress. He pulled old Dan over and took out his knife and cut the biggest tree branch that his knife would allow to be cut. He then stuck it in the cracks of the boards and there I was all in comfortable shade.
We ate and drank and laughed at everything. Then we started across Center Hill Dam . Tourist were hopping out into the road taking our picture. How I wish I had one to share with you. We finally made it to the reunion but everyone had left. The other members of the family had cars not mule and wagon.
We visited with his sister for awhile and checked on his parents graves and then he said we needed to head home. I guess he thought we would make better time but it was pitch dark and I had the job of watching for cars so he could get as far off the road as possible.
Then this one car came along and got really close. The window was rolled down as it was summer and the man behind the wheel said "You better get in this car".
Oh no it was Dad. He gave Pa a cursing and put me in the back seat. I laid over and fell asleep on the way home.
The next morning Dad gruffly announced he heard Pa go by the house at midnight. I was expecting an encounter with a switch but for some reason unknown to me it never happen. Dad didn't even ground me.
The Kitty Justice is I can still hear Pa's laughter and the wind and sun on my face on our reunion trip.

Sunday, August 26, 2007




CAPTAIN THOMAS B WILSON




He was born ed July 18, 1838 at Waveland sometimes referred to as Cottage Home.
His Grandfather William and his Great Uncles belonged to Sumpter's Command in the Revolutionary War.
In 1904 as a Christmas present to his middle son, Owen, he wrote a book "Reminiscences of Thomas B. Wilson". The original hand written copy was donated to the University of North Carolina (Confederate Section)
In 1939 George H. Armistead, Jr. had 500 copies made in a soft bound cover.
In 1953, Uncle Owen gave Prince a copy which Uncle Owen inscribed.
The Kitty Justice is that we would have lost lots of the family history if Great Grandfather Capt Thomas B. had not written the book.
Ah, if only other families members had been more diligent.

Saturday, August 25, 2007


FOOTBALL SEASON IS HERE
THIS IS MY YOUNGEST NEPHEW ON PRINCE'S SIDE OF THE FAMILY. HE HAS JUST STARTED PLAYING THIS YEAR. HIS POSITION IS CORNER BACK.
THE CUTE GIRL IS HIS BIG SIS AND SHE TURNED 15 THIS YEAR SO LOOK OUT WORLD SHE HAS HER LEARNER PERMIT FOR DRIVING. (ACTUALLY SHE IS RATHER GOOD ACCORDING TO HER MOM) I HAVE NOT HEARD ANY COMMENTS FROM DAD YET.
THIS WAS WEEK ZERO FOR THE HIGH SCHOOL TEAMS AND IT IS ALWAYS FUN TO WATCH THE SCOREBOARD ON THE NEWS.
THE TENNESSEE TITANS WON FOR THE SECOND WEEK IN A ROW IN THEIR PRE SEASON GAMES.
THE KITTY JUSTICE IS I LOVE WHEN THEY START BUT BY SEASONS END I FEEL AS IF I HAVE OD ON THEM.

Friday, August 24, 2007



MIMI & SISTER



As stated in the previous post Mimi and her sister, Lucy would spend a week or two at Waveland. Cuden Will & Cuden Mary Lu usually would drive up to the farm in Sumner County to get them.

Mimi's Mother died of cancer when Mimi was only five so her Father had a big task of raising two girls without a Mother. Therefore, the whole family would help him out with the girls.

Mimi is the youngest of the two girls and from all her stories very much a "hootie". Some of those to follow later.

A little history before we go on, Captain Wilson had three sons. The oldest son was Mimi and Lucy's father and the other two sons married but they never had any children. Fannie was Captain Wilson sister and her daughter Conn lived in Nashville at Glen Leven.

Cuden Mary Lu would take them to see Cousin Conn and while the girls were visiting, Conn dressed Lucy up in one of Fannie's old dresses. There is also a picture of Cousin Conn in the same dress which unfortunately will be auction off at the estate sale unless I can beg someone to give it to us.

The top porch on Waveland was known as the sleeping porch and it had shades that could be pulled. That is where the girls would sleep when visiting. One night Mimi said it came the bad storm and it thundered and lighting . She said it was really scary.

I guess the Kitty Justice of this tale would be that there was a loving family to help raise the girls.

Thursday, August 23, 2007







CUDEN MARY LU & CUDEN WILL
Instead of cousin I have always heard them referred to as cuden.
Will & Mary Lu never married they were content to be single.
Will with one of his prize jersey cow and his new wheels.
Belle Meade is the RICH (old money) part of Nashville. Cuden Will would drive his new car and sell door to door his cream , milk and produce. Of course it was the back door. Mimi said the cream was so thick you could cut it with a knife and when Cuden Mary Lu made ice cream she would just crush up some peppermint candy and stir it into the cream and then freeze.
Mimi and her sister Lucy would spend at least a week or two at Waveland each summer. Mary Lu would take both of them out to the store and buy them enough material to make each one a dress.
Mary Lu like to go to Florida each year and she collected shells. If you look close ,you can see she placed them around the big magnolia trees. There is one of those shells outside under Mimi bedroom window .
When Mimi graduated from eighth grade, she said Cuden Will came and took her and all her girlfriends out riding in his new convertible. Too bad I do not have a picture of that one.
The Kitty Justice is that Mimi is the only one around who remembers either. She is the last one left in that generation.




Wednesday, August 22, 2007







MORE PICTURES OF WAVELAND TAKEN NOVEMBER 1942.
WAVELAND

NOW I CAN BORE YOU WITH OLD PICTURES AND HISTORY.

This picture was taken in 1942 of the homeplace of John R. Wilson and Eliza Pitts Black Wilson. They had two daughters and two sons to survive. The two daughters married brothers.

One son was a Captain in the Confereate Army. He is Prince's Great Grandfather.

Before the war, Waveland was nestled in a grove of Red Oaks. However, the timber was cut by the occupying forces.

Cousin Will and Cousin Mary Lu never married and they lived at Waveland. Cousin Conn said they would fill up one room, lock the door and begin filling up another room.

Cousin Conn had only a couple of weeks to move the older cousins from Waveland and salvage any furniture and documents, before the Nashville Airport bull dozed it down so they could build a runway.

The Kitty Justice is that there was a family graveyard and no one seems to know where it went of if it stayed.





KIDS AT XMAS




I cannot wait until Christmas. All the family gathers and friends come to spend time.



The best part is that my best friend Linda comes back to Tennessee and we spend a whole day together at our house and then if we are lucky we find time to go out to eat while she is home.



This year Number One Nephew will come and bring his new bride from California. I wonder if they will bring Molly dog.



Also, Christmas will bring cool weather. The weatherman said we had set new records . It is nice to set records but not in the weather department. Let's see if my tired brain can remember them. This August we have had 12 -100 degree days and the record for August was 7 -100 degree days. The previous record for 100 degree days in any month was 11 and todays record was set back in 1983. But, we will schatter that record today and so far they are predicting Thursday and Friday as 100 degree days. Still no rain for the hill.

The Kitty Justice is that I will embrace the cool weather and the time of brotherly love.





Tuesday, August 21, 2007



DARLENE, NANCY AND ERNEST


JUST THREE OF THE GROUP WHO GATHERED AT THE ART CENTER YESTERDAY.


I GOT THERE A HOUR LATE AS I WORKED IN THE YARD TRYING TO DESTROY WATER STEALER FROM WHAT I WISHED TO SAVE. MY QUESTION IS "HOW CAN WEEDS GROW WHEN PLANT STRUGGLE?"

ANYWAY DIGGING AND PULLING IN OUR CONCRETE EARTH THEN SPENDING SEVERAL HOURS ON MY FEET PAINTING HAS GIVEN ME A REALITY CHECK. I AM NOW IN BACK ACHE CITY. GOTTA CHECK THE MEDICINE CHEST FOR HELP.

I GOT A LOT DONE ON JEAN'S CHURCH BUT WILL TAKE ANOTHER SEVERAL DAYS OF PAINTING TO FINISH.

HAZEL WAS SO THRILLED WITH SO MANY COMING IN TO PAINT THAT SHE DECLARED ANOTHER FREE PAINT DAY BETWEEN SESSIONS. I AM SAD AS SHE CHOSE NEXT WEDNESDAY.

WEDNESDAY IS HAIR DAY FOR MIMI AND I HAVE TO TAKE HER AND THEN I GO WALK WHILE SHE IS GETTING HER HAIR FIXED BEFORE I GO BACK AND PICK HER UP. THEREFORE SINCE SHE GETS IT DONE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY, I WOULD MEET MYSELF COMING AND GOING.

DARLENE STARTED WITH HAZEL TWENTY FIVE YEARS AGO AND KNOXIE STARTED AT THE SAME TIME. SHE CAN DO ANYTHING IN ANY MEDIUM. SHE DOES WHAT I WOULD LOVE TO DO, MAKES A LIVING PAINTING.

DARLENE ENTERTAINED US ROYALLY YESTERDAY. IT IS HARD TO GET A PICTURE OF HER AS SHE CONSTANTLY TALKS BUT OH HOW INTERESTING.

THE KITTY JUSTICE IS YOU HAVE MISSED OUT IF YOU DID NOT HAVE A DARLENE IN YOUR LIFE.


Monday, August 20, 2007



SIS'S BAPTIST CHURCH

The last day or art class I started working on a 18x36 gallery canvas of her Church to put in her little ladies Sunday School Room.

Well today Mz Hazel has called for a FREE PAINTING DAY. Guess what I plan to do?

She has them very seldom between art session and the last one I could not attend but I am heading to the Park to paint with my buddies. They are all unique and such fun. Hope Darlene is there as she can be the life of any get together.

The Kitty Justice is I will play not work today.

Sunday, August 19, 2007

FATHER WISEMAN AND JANET

This picture was taken last Sunday at his official last act, Adult session of prayer.

Before the class, we had the last Sunday brunch. Mr. Rutledge was our main cook and what a grand cook he happens to be.

Everyone at 7:30 Church just loved Father Wiseman as he would always put such feeling into reading the Gospel or the Service. In other words, you never went to sleep or had your mind wonder when he was in charge.

On this fateful day, he gave us three prayers to use and we could always add more. The first was a simple "Lord, please be in my life", the second "Help Me" and a third "Thank You" He repeated each one three times with FEELING.

He told us also, told us we did not need a Prayer Book or others to tell us how to pray as we could do it ourselves by starting with those three simple prayers.

He said lots of newcomer to our Church look around to see when we sit, stand or kneel. He said we sit to learn, stand to praise and kneel to pray. That is simple enough.

Once when my neck was hurt and I was wearing a soft collar to hold it straight, he told me not to worry as he wore a collar all the time. We both had a good laugh.

The Kitty Justice is he sits up on the second row and watches those young Priest up front.

I forgot to tell you his cane had written on it "the joy stick of the Magi"

Saturday, August 18, 2007


THE TALE OF TNT PRESIDENCY


Just before we went to the lake for our wonderful vacation, I had to hold a TNT board meeting. I like to be prepared, so I spent all Sunday afternoon working on the Agenda and notes.


The meeting went well and I was pleased with the results . Now I was still suffering from the caddy wreck and bad customer service of the retail place where I had bought my new washer and dryer. Plus , Rick and I worked late after the meeting and I told him I had not been this tired since I wrecked Mimi's car. He told me to be careful and have a good vacation.

When I got home, I was sending the sell items to the girl who post them on St Luke's website, and Mimi's phone rang. She brought it back to me and I answered and ALL HELL BROKE OUT. This volunteer verbally abused me and no matter what I said she was like a rabid animal. She upset me SO BAD I IN A KNEE JERK REACTION resigned my Presidency. I DID NOT NEED THIS S---.

I thought am I really that bad a person. I cried for 2 days. Cousin Corn Dog offered to fly back here and BITCH SLAM her for me. Now that made me laugh.

After many good and nice request for me to return, I went back last Monday not as President but as a volunteer. The first person I saw was HER and she was so sweet that a radius of six miles of flies were attached to her.

Found out later that she and a few others had made life Hell for former Presidents. I felt their pain.

The Kitty Justice is that on August 27Th the shop is having a big meeting to discuss procedures and by laws and terms of officers. Also, at present she is being nice. Now I wonder how long that will last.

Friday, August 17, 2007


NOW THAT WE ARE IN CHURCH
LETS BOW OUR HEADS AND PRAY
NOW I LAY ME DOWN TO SLEEP
AND I CAN ONLY WEEP FROM THE HEAT
IF I SHOULD DIE BEFORE I WAKE
PLEASE DO NOT LET THE EARTH CONTINUE TO BAKE
GOD BLESS ALL THE SINNERS
AND BRING US A COLD WET WINTER.
AND RAIN WATER
RAIN WATER
RAIN WATER
RAIN WATER
THANK YOU LORD FOR LISTENING TO MY PRAYER
THE KITTY JUSTICE IS YOU ARE ALWAYS THERE.
AMEN

Thursday, August 16, 2007




WISH IT WOULD SNOW!!!!!!!!!
August started out at 93 degrees and each day afterwards was 99 degrees or triple digits. Yesterday we broke the official record of 102 and posted a whooping 104. That was the official airport temperature. The temperature on the hill was 110.
I have now had to be the grim reaper and sentenced to death certain plants in the yard. Our area has not been put on any guidelines for water but it is coming if it keeps it up. The surrounding areas have already been subjected to how and when they can water. So, I figured I need to do my part before it gets to that point here.
I said my farewells to my snowball bush, two dogwood trees and some lambs ear. The plants in the backyard will have to be hardy for they will be ignored.
While I was watering the plants who have been given my grace, Maggie dug not one but five holes in the front yard. Dust was flying as if a wind storm had hit out front. She looked at me to say "Boy this is FUN!"
Prince put his Z71 in the shop and took the silver bullet to work and Puppy has his carpet for his dorm room in his ready to move in. This will be his second year of college. YIKES, we are getting old.
If Mimi and I need to head out for anything which I hope we do not have to in this heat but we have the trusty farm truck which Prince fixed this past weekend so we are not stranded on the hill.
The Kitty Justice is it was 80 degrees at 6am and it is to climb to 103 today. All I have to do to loose weigh is stand outside.

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

CT & KITTY AT THE HERMITAGE

The Art Venture Group went to dine at the Hermitage. As a true southern I put on a long dress and a hat for the outing. Needless to say alas I was the only one. I think society has become too lacks and too casual.

I am a fan of being behind the camera and not in front so this is a rare picture. Someone of the group insisted that they take my picture too.

I put this picture on the blog not to talk about the Art Ventures Group but to say "Farewell, to Mr. Steve G. Wishing you sunny skies and raindrop happiness.

The Kitty Justice is I only read a few blogs and his was one and his pictures will be missed as he had a true artist eye when he pointed his camera.



Sunday, August 12, 2007












HAY MEN HAVE ARRIVED
They started last week during the awful heat but we were happy to see them. They cut what they can and then rack it and bale it.
It is a good arrangement. They get hay and we get cut fields. What they cannot bale Prince will have to bush hog.
Prince checked this afternoon and they have cut three more fields and they will bale it beginning tomorrow.
The Kitty Justice is that they do not have to hurry to finish the job as there is no sign of rain in our forecast.




Saturday, August 11, 2007




TODAY
Maggie does not know it is the weekend so at 5 am she told me it was time to get up and start the day. When I took her for her stroll the humidity was not as oppressive as it has been.
After the coffee was brewed and with cup in hand I found myself sitting on the porch watching the world come alive. It was only 75 degrees and a feather whisper breeze caressed my exposed skin. Ah, what a beautiful morning.
A disgruntled wren sat in the holly tree and chirped her disdain while I sipped that first cup of starter fluid. Maggie being the pup she is could not remain still. She would sniff and walk up and down the porch and then look up at me with those warm brown eyes as to say "Lets do something else".
I continued to enjoy this calm peaceful moment while everyone slept. In the distance I could hear the geese honking and the russel of squirrels playing tag.
What a beautiful morning and then the sun poked its head above the horizon and as I continued to enjoy the first cup, I watched it climb through wispy clouds making first a hat and then glasses for itself. At one point I was made to think Saturn with its rings had appeared in the morning sky.
At the precise moment that morning becomes day, the windmill gave a surge and a rat a tat tat and that lone gust of wind that announces day has begun came charging through.
A dove stopped on top of the driftwood post and Maggie with a yelp told her to move on her way. This awoke the sleeping German shepherd, Nick, down the hill and he broke the morning silence with his powerful wolfs.
As the sun climbed higher in the sky, I hit the ground running. Miles to go before I had breakfast. Dogs to walk, paper to retrieve and LOTS OF FLOWERS TO WATER.
The Kitty Justice is that it will be another HOT DAY but they predict only 98 degrees.
Each morning I count the morning glories and I had eight today. One day I had fourteen. Maybe more tomorrow.

Thursday, August 09, 2007

MAGGIE IN THE MORNING

I could not resist another post today after I put Prince's pictures on the computer.

MD likes to hold up the wall awaiting for her second walk of the morning.

The Kitty Justice is she is a patience little lamb each day.






IT IS TIME TO PAINT ANOTHER CHURCH
I have painted a few Churches such as above. The top one is our Church, St. George's Episcopal Church.



The second one is a little Church in Craggie Hope which Prince and I came across on an outing.


The last one is the Episcopal Church in Alabama where Nephew was confirmed.


My next Church to paint will be my sister's Baptist Church.


The Kitty Justice in painting Churches is that you get a nice fuzzy feeling.




Tuesday, August 07, 2007




HOT ! HOT! HOTTER!!!!!!!!!
THE WEATHERMAN HAS PREDICTED TRIPLE DIGITS THE NEXT FOUR DAYS.
YES, FOUR DAYS HOTTER THAN A PLACE RESERVED FOR ??????????
WE WILL ALL WISH FOR THE SUN TO GO DOWN, EVEN THOUGH IT IS WISHING OUR LIFE AWAY AND THAT WE COULD GO JUMP IN THE LAKE.
THERE IS NONE, NADA, KITTY JUSTICE IN THIS HEAT.
ANY WHO CAN SHIP US A RAIN OR COOL WEATHER PLEASE DO SO. THANKS.

Monday, August 06, 2007








TOO HOT TO FISH!!!!
THE LURE IS AS BIG AS THE FISH!!!!
AH THE WATER IS GREAT!!!!!
LET'S JUST MOTOR AROUND AND ENJOY THE SUN.
THE KITTY JUSTICE IS THE BIG FISH GOT AWAY.



Sunday, August 05, 2007


HAZEL, BANNERS AND A SMELL OF THE CLASS
When I went to class last week, Hazel had done some watercolors which the park department had made banners from her pictures.
I was late to class as I was like Robert Frost with miles to go before I painted, therefore, they were hanging the banners when I arrived.
Hazel found out the banners were being hung and her little peacock feathers rose in proud fashion and she was wishing for a camera.
I have gotten into the habit of taking my camera with me "Just in Case" and I told her I had my camera and I took a few pictures. I will need to print her copies as she is one of those "CF" (computer free) people.
The Kitty Justice is that I heard her voice in my head as I began to type "When in doubt use purple".

NOT AS PRETTY NOW!!!!!!
Today our thermometer was at 102 degrees.
When I got back from the lake my petunia were brown. I cut them back and they are beginning to bud again but it is sooooo HOT they cannot be pretty much longer.
Each morning I try to water the plants before it gets into the 90's. The weatherman stated that we have not had a summer this hot since 1952. That was the year Prince was born. 1952 holds the record of 107 degree day. I hope it keeps the record.
The Kitty Justice is that we have air conditioning now whereas when Prince was born they did not.

Saturday, August 04, 2007











HURRICANE BRIDGE ON HWY 56
Last night on the six o'clock news a picture such as the last one was show in connection to a story of "How safe are the bridges in Tennessee?" This story was brought about after the tragedy in Minnesota.
Prince made mention on one of our trips to Smithville that the surface on the bridge was really bad.
It does not have as much traffic since it is a rural bridge but it is a very important part of many peoples lives. Us included.
Most of our roadways and bridges were constructed years ago when traffic was not so prominent. We continue to add houses but forget to improve how to get to them.
The Kitty Justice like too often it took a tragedy to get the powers that be to look into something that should have been done LONG ,LONG AGO.