Trust in God and...

What has been keeping me from you lately?

Sometimes it's just general absentmindedness.  

But most recently, it was ..... well, i don't have a word for it, so lemme splain.

We live in the woods.

But our particular place in the woods happens to be open (and i mean wide open) to the entrance road to our little neighborhood.  In fact, we're the very first house in the neighborhood.  This means that every single person who comes into our neighborhood passes by our house.

Normally, this is fine.  It makes nice opportunities to meet our neighbors, to talk about chickens and rabbits, to hear people's thoughts on our yard upkeep, etc.

Pretty much, if we're outside for very long during the day, someone will stop and say hello.

We like that, by the way.  Our neighbors, all in all, are very kind friendly, and haven't actually made any direct comments about our yard upkeep.

~~Rabbit trail~~  When we first moved in, we were pulling stuff out of the house and moving things around and trying to figure out what to do with some things, and so we had some stuff on our front porch.  Kind of in a holding pattern.  Our very first visitor was a nice near-retirement-age lady, who stopped by and told us how brave she thought we were for keeping so many of our personal belongings outside like that.  That still makes me laugh.  I laught heartily.  Brave.  My husband cleaned up the porch the next day.~~Rabbit trail ended.~~

However, every once in a while someone suspicious will stop by when i'm home by myself, and their actions will make me think that maybe it would be good if i had some means of convincing strangers that i'm in charge around here.

So, after quite a bit of planning and saving, yesterday my hubby and i rode into the big city and purchased firearms.  Firearms that we hope we will never use for their intended purpose.  I mean, let's face it, hand guns were invented for the purpose of shooting people.  We don't want to shoot people.

At the most, i hope that if i ever use my gun, it will be simply to confuse a trespasser who doesn't expect the plump, gentle looking woman, in her yard with her chickens and puppies, picking flowers and watering vegetables, to draw a gun.  I hope that confusion is all that will ever be necessary to send trespassers looking for home.

I have read stories about sweet little old ladies in back offices who surprise robbers by shooting out a window or such.  That sort of thing.

I really don't ever want to shoot a person.  But if the occasion ever arises in which i would find it necessary to shoot a person, i also do not want to find myself without the means.

All that said, i trust in God.  And i know that His angels surround me.  I'm not scared.

And now i also have a gun.

That's one safe chick!  Lol!

~~In the making of the preceding photos, extreme gun safety was exercised.  Featured gun is unloaded and on safety.  This chick was in no danger; neither was she threatened by said gun to pose so adorably.~~