Sunshine and Cackles!

 Sunshine and Cackles!

 

SUCH a beautiful day! Thompson has had to go out on the deck twice now to sympathize with the hens. They lay an egg and stand outside the coop to carry on about what they have done for the day! “Laid a biggun, Ladies!” And Thompson says, “Arroooorah, roooah!” But then he carries on like that for ambulances, too.

 

It's so pretty that the old woman had to walk down in the side lot and pick up a few pieces of trash that had blown into the corner near the house. Yes, it could stand to be raked and the sunflower stalks disposed of, but that probably won’t happen anytime in the near future. C’est la vie.

 

The frost was down on the pumpkin this morning, and the water bowl by the steps of the deck was frozen over—not solid to the bottom of the bowl, but definitely frozen. Since then that bowl has been rinsed out and fresh water put there and inside the first coop. It is supposed to freeze again tonight and then have two nights of non-freezing weather before all crud breaks loose! Snow and freezing rain are in the forecast for Tuesday night and Thursday. Will have to remember to post a note somewhere to remind Jenn to let the water drip in the sink and leave the doors to the cabinet open. Eventually we will see spring.

 

Read on the news that someone left a cargo ship loaded with expensive cars to burn. Wow! What a mess. Wonder what the fish, octopuses, and sharks will think of that “present.” Can’t imagine any of them honking the horns or blinking the lights. But who knows? Maybe a burnt VW would make a decent place for fish to swim. Or not—most likely not.

 

The Lincare van is coming up the road to take a bunch of bottles down to Patty’s place. Noticed yesterday that she only had about six bottles left. Reminded her that the weather is supposed to get icky again, so she ordered oxygen from Lincare and Dr Pepper from Walmart! Giggling to myself. The only two things we can’t do without around here: oxygen and Dr Pepper.

 

Wish everyone could enjoy the sight of these silly hens scratching around in the corner close to the fence. They are just SO industrious! They have that entire corner pretty well scratched up so the dirt is obvious. But they keep coming back to it, so something is attracting them.

 

Had an old sharp-pointed rake type thing banged through a head of cabbage, but the girls apparently did not want it like that. So, now it is hanging from a chain in the middle coop. We will see how that goes. If they have to stay in for a couple of days, it will get chewed up—pecked at, anyway.

 

Just can hardly wait for spring. Would love to have some nasturtiums planted and placed on the front porch along with a few geraniums along the walk. Probably won’t try to plant anything this year unless it is just a pot of something. The bluebonnets are coming up gangbusters, but only the bachelor buttons are giving them any competition. Now if the old woman would sit down there by the posts and pull some of that grass, the hens would love me forever—or at least until they got it all gobbled up.

 

Just made some chicken noodle soup that turned out pretty tasty. Took a container of chicken salad down to Patty yesterday. She liked it very well. She is a little like me in one respect: what someone else cooks is nearly always better. This soup was made with the broth from the breasts that made that salad. Love to use Mrs. Dash to flavor things like that. Just yummy!

 

Reading a series of books that are good but a little infuriating. Each one has another one in a series of the same kind. Found one so far that did not cost anything. Read five of the six available, but would not pay for the sixth one. Argh! Steve Higgs writes several different series with different characters. Sometimes the characters overlap into another series. That is actually a bit fun because it makes the characters even more believable.

 

Think we need to thank God for good health and ask Him to heal those who are in the care of doctors and idiots. Kathy Jarlsberg is being kept alive with blood donations since the chemo they continue to give her is never going to allow her body to heal by itself. Honestly think chemo is the most horrible way to try to “help” someone overcome cancer. Yes, some folks have been cured, but isn’t it just possible that they would have recovered without that stuff? Guess that is not one of my strong points. It just seems barbaric to make someone suffer the way she has. Then there is her husband and daughter. Father, help them!

 

May you all rest well and find something to make you smile. My cousin John sent me an entire email full of funny cartoons. That was neat and made me laugh. Wish those would transfer here, but that is pretty well beyond my capabilities. So, will just tell you what matters most: You are loved.