I think Fall finally made it to the South

Welcome Fall! I think Fall has finally made it to the south. I opened up the door a few days ago and AAGHH - cool air. My dog is even insisting on sitting outside IN THE SUN to get warm. Don't get me wrong - we still need the A/C going but it was cool enough for hubby to trim bushes without sweating in the evening. Fall reminds me of bon fires with roasted weiners and marshmallows. I'm strange - I love my marshmellows nice and toasted - even scorched (dare I say burnt?). When we were younger - I remember having the largest bonfire ever. Dad had all the pinetrees cut from the front yard and that was the fuel for the fire. We even have photos of it (somewhere?). I love seeing harvest decorations in people's yards when you drive by (reminder... have hubby go to attic for fall wreath..) It's like fall is the "yellow light"... it means slow down and take a breather. Afterall, Thanksgiving is right around the corner - time to be t-h-a-n-k-f-u-l - especially after so many have suffered so much of a loss with the recent storms.

Another storm?

I can't believe it. I don't think anyone really can. Another HUGE massive hurricane heading toward the gulf. I hope and pray everyone gets out. Please get out. Don't chance it. This thing is huge. We are in NE louisiana - so we aren't going to get the worst of it, but it could still pass over us. The projected path is below. We are to the left of where the "S" is in the word SUN AM. If it turns just a bit east - Rita will be visiting us.

The weird walking stick bug

Okay - so I never thought I wanted to blog. Do I have the time? What do I write about? Would it be interesting enough? Bla bla bla... So today my dachshund, Jasmine (Jazz for short - no pun intended for a long dog) kept wanting in and out and in out. She usually does NOT like to go outside by herself. We even have to stand on the patio for her to do her doggie thing. She's such a weinie (again - no pun intended). So yesterday I thought she saw a lizard on the patio. I don't ever "show" her lizards because the times that I did, well, they didn't have a very long life span after that. So outside over and over I let her go. Then she started barking - very intensely - hmmm... wondered what it was? I looked and she was in attack position against - a "weird stick bug". It was a praying mantis. Not a walking stick - a full - fledged praying mantis. I think this bug must have been the "high priest" of the area - he was rared up with his "hands" up trying to claw at Jasmine, and he had a set of wings all flared out behind him. It was the weirdest thing I have ever seen of this nature. I told my daughter to come and see the "weird stick bug" trying to attack Jasmine. I didn't even take a photo - I didn't want to interfere with what I was watching. Jasmine tried to bite at this poor weird thing - then I felt sorry for it. As "big" as he thought he was - and in the bug world I'm sure he was hot stuff, he was nothing compared to my vicious attack dog. (snicker). I told her what a good dog she was in defending her family from the weird stick bug and that I would give her a milk bone if she came in. She agreed to that and came in. I stood by the door and watched this rather freaky looking insect make its way back to safety to the grass in the backyard. I wonder if he has nightmares about being attached by the "weird long canine".