Farm and Garden!

 Wichita Falls has a farm and garden store out on the intersection of 79 and 281. They sell their scratch grain for $10.25 a 50 pound bag. Load it, and thank you very much. They also have some (apparently tasty) dog biscuits that my dogs think need to be kept in stock around here. And the dogs got to ride over there to the store and hang out the windows of the truck. Happy dogs! The feed was not difficult to unload into the wagon and then into the bin. So that was nice. Hauled about five buckets of water today just to refill the bowls and wash out the standing containers. Dumped the old water on the plants, too. Remembering how Granddad Pollard kept containers out to collect rainwater for his roses. He loved roses. My feelings about roses are not as fond. Those things always reach out and grab me. In fact, the one down on the east fence got me yesterday on my pointy finger. It is still sore!

BillyeRuth really needs this squawking hen that screams at me! WHY she thinks it will help to scream is beyond me. The others don't do that. Well, one other is a LITTLE loud, but not to the point of making me want to grab her and shake her tail feathers! When told to hush, she just grumbles more. And then yells again. Crazy danged hen! Guess the number of eggs was nice today, though. Early on, five eggs were in two nests. Then this afternoon all the girls got hot and bothered and laid eight eggs! Was a bit surprised, but then, we have sunshine. The weather absolutely does affect them. Guess they are happier when it is warm and sunny, but not hot. And they have been drinking water as if it were going out of style. 

Have boxes that need to be unboxed--unfolded, or whatever. Feed bags, trash, and assorted stuff needs to go across the road for the trash man to pick up tomorrow. How one person can accumulate so much trash is beyond me, but it seems to happen on a regular basis. 

Have used the corn bag that Cindy Jones made for me a couple of times today. For some reason my neck and upper back are bugging me. Heating the corn in the microwave a minute or a little more seems to be just the right temperature and weight to give the muscles a bit of reason to relax. Old Arthur Itis knows me well. At least it is not cold and making me achy in my hands, too. 

It seems all the planets in our solar system will be lined up this week. Not that some of us will be outside to see that spectacle. Some of us will go to bed shortly after the hens are clucking about night dreams. Yes, well, and some of us will also be clucking or snorting about other things. Might as well. Another hurricane in the Caribbean, monster alligators on the golf courses in Florida, and recycled series of more Covid everywhere, wind storms that throw trees around, and --did anyone say there was a coffee shortage or just a chocolate shortage? [Kidding!]

Still reading mysteries. Thinking it is about time to do some housekeeping. The laundry is all done and put away, but noticed the dusting has NOT been done. Tell ya, that housekeeper is just not worth having around. And what is more, she is not a very helpful cook, either! She makes ONE dish per day and expects the old woman to be happy with that plus a few nibbles of junk and stuff like jerky, nuts, more coffee, or maybe some hot tea. Oh well. Ya just can't get good help these days.

Basically two weeks left in this month. Saw a yard on the way home from the feed store, and it was filled with candy canes and blow up Christmas stuff. Good thing all that crap was not out the other day when the wind was blowing a gale or it would have been distributed all the way down Rathgeber and probably all over Crestview Cemetery--not that anyone there would probably complain. rolling eyes here

Will have to go down and get the mail tomorrow. Expecting a few things in the mail, maybe. It is difficult to tell if the USPS or the UPS will come around first. Sometimes ordering things is a toss up for how it will get here. No pony express, but maybe that is for the best. Pretty bumpy ride maybe?

Still thinking that we all need to pray for those who are so badly affected by Covid--whether it is becoming ill, losing family and friends to the virus, or losing income or businesses to closures. It is just hard. Our world certainly has changed drastically and may do so even more in the near future. Not holding my breath thinking that we can come up with any answers to our problems all by ourselves. 

May you all rest well and have a peaceful night. You are loved.