You ain't nothin but a hound dog

Still miss ya Elvis......................X.

Total Lunar Eclipse on Winter Solstice

For the first time in several centuries, there will be a total lunar eclipse on tuesday morning, the day of the Winter Solstice. It will begin about 1:30 a.m. ET and be in a total eclipse around 3:15 a.m. ET. It will have a reddish orange color at the total stage. All of north america will be able to observe it, given the absence of cloud cover.
If your a moon lover, you don't want to miss this one. X.

Freebird By Vol Lindsey

Louise ain't no elf,
Sam says she is a whole other species,
calls her a "freebird".
Sometimes she just flies away
and when she comes back
she has things to say.
So Sam walks with her
and listens.
He is in love with her voice,
says it sounds like water
splashing over rocks.
She tells him what she saw
and what she thought about it,
but never invites him along.
Sometimes when she is out there,
she thinks of him,
thinks of what makes him laugh
and smiles to herself.
Once she bought him a little silver dragon
to wear around his neck.
He thinks it's magic
and reminds him of the elves.
Sometimes when he wears it,
he can look down
and see it lying on her breast.

Old Faithful

Something you can count on. X.

The Meaning of "Bogaman"

I have always been interested in archery and bowhunting. A few years back I became interested in making my own bows and arrows. At first, I thought I wanted to make laminated bows. But the more I read up on the subject, the more I became interested in making primitive bows. Solid wood bows like the indians made and bows like the europeans made about 1000 years ago. That is how I came by the handle "Bogaman". Bogaman is the old world celtic word for Bowman.
This is my 1st bow. It is an english style long bow, made from Osage Orange wood.

This is a repeat of my first blog post about one year ago. Xavier

National Bird

Was on my way home from the farm this afternoon and happened on this Bald Eagle that was beside the road eating on a dead deer. Stopped and got a couple pictures before he flew off. X

Favorite Modern Poet; Vol Lindsey

Introduction:by Vol Lindsey

Sam has always been able to live life the way he wanted to; as far from the cares of everyday life as he could get. Figures God feeds the sparrows pretty regular, so he never worried much. Just worked occasional odd jobs to pay expenses and keep the Fat Boy runnin'.
Thinks of himself as a modern Tom Bombadil. He likes people, but thinks modern life robs their souls. Sam thinks it's important to take care of his soul...........


I know I've not been to attentive the last few months. I'm wrapped up in all sorts of activities in the fall, my favorite time of year. Hope to get back on track now that winter has settled in.
In a few days it will have been a year since I started this blog. I mentioned in the beginning that it was a way for me to catalog a peice of my life and character, so that my kids and their kids would have a better understanding of who I am.
Above is a poem by my favorite modern day poet. Vol writes about a biker named "Sam", in his poems. I posted one of his poems previously, it was titled "Flashback". I know I'm guessing here, but I would venture to say that "Sam" mirrors much of Vol's personality. X.