Ok, either it was from spending the morning messing around rearranging things in the hen houses, or the next front is about to arrive full force. Not sure where on my body aches the most, but mostly it just aches. DAGGUM! If pollen sneezes were not enough, now walking upright is such fun. And to top it off, got nervous reading about a woman being taken hostage and chewed off all my longer fingernails!! Now that is just pitiful! And then there are two dogs who think they need to whine and whimper to get treats. Had a burger from Whataburger today and Thompson drooled on one knee and Sylvia on the other knee. And now they think it is time for treats!!
The embroidery thread and hoops came from Amazon today. The threads are so pretty. Certainly hope that what is planned to happen with it turns out well. Never can tell what a person can do until it is tried. Been years since my fingers had time or my mind had interest in making pretty things in thread. My Grandmother Pollard and her mother, Mimmie Camp, could both embroider some of the prettiest things around. And then there was my Great-grandmother Major who made a horse on a pillow just for me! Her design was called punch art maybe. But whatever it was, the pillow top is still among my favorite mementos.
Went over and visited for a little bit with Cindy Jones today. Her kids had brought back a load of produce the night before, so guess who hauled some home with her! Standing at the sink preparing green beans and thought about the many bushels of beans and black-eyed peas we had snapped on the porch or under the shade trees down on the Dickerson farm. Those were some good times. But today it also made me think about how Joy (mother-in-law) was always sewing something or quilting something. Cindy is like that, too. She is making shirts and pajamas as gifts. Her house is full to the brim with her love. So happy to have her as another sister. She and Sharon have a lot in common with their sewing.
Knowing how my body is aching, am betting that Michelle Malay is also having the aches. The weather does it to her, too. Well, and probably Judie Brunson as well. RA does things to folks in different ways. My friend Ardie has it worse than anyone in my acquaintance. Her hands are nearly useless, and it is difficult for her to walk. SO many folks in this ol' world are afflicted with this garbage. Living can be hard, but diseases certainly make it mighty challenging. It takes some doing just to have a good attitude.
While rearranging some things in the hen houses, found five eggs on the top shelf again. That danged hen! She refuses to sit in a nest and lay her egg. Have no idea why she won't use a nest, but she is mighty determined. So, had to wash her eggs and told Dr. Blackwell that three of the eggs sent home with her had been washed and had to be kept in the fridge. She had no idea that her eggs were or were not washed. Had to explain that eggs that are unwashed can be kept out for two weeks because of the bloom on the eggs that the hen puts on there as she is laying them. Those that are washed have to be kept in the fridge, however. The bloom is washed off, so they are not as protected from germs, etc.
Got out front and pulled a few weeds out of the flower bed and pulled up the two turnips. Wasn't interested in eating turnip greens, so just left them out there. Shame on me for wasting turnip greens, huh. Looked over the green plants still in the bed and believe it will be hard to find spots to plant the poppy seeds and other winter seeds. Even so, if it can be done, determined to do it! Can just see the blues and purples now!
Cindy was saying that her family plans to plant another garden this year. They have a great big rosemary plant out there on the edge of the garden that came from a plant that was thrown out. Never can tell what will grow when ya least expect it. Found a tiny tomato plant in one of my pots. No, did not drag it out to the green house to be protected, but it might make it if it were put out there. Just too hard to drag things out there and have to cover them with chicken wire to keep the hens from digging in the dirt. As it is, Athena digs up every bit of dirt she finds in any pot she can put a claw in! That hen is about determined! One day went out back and heard her and didn't see her. She was inside a big flower container and digging to the bottom! Crazy hen!
Guess just about everyone who has a telescope has been out trying to count the moons and see the rings on the two planets Jupiter and Saturn. My eyes see blurry lights up there, so it's not like it would help me to have a telescope. It reminds me of the camping trip down into Palo Duro Canyon that we made when Hanan was young--just the three of us, the other two were already away from home. We looked up at the night sky and were amazed how clear it was. It looked as if the stars were just at the ends of our fingertips! No light pollution down inside that canyon. We camped next to the little river that begins down there and travels on through that part of Texas. It was definitely one of the highlights of our time together when we were able to just enjoy BEING together in God's country. When we woke up and made bacon and eggs the next morning on a campfire, we sat there and watched the cedar waxwings flying up from the stream into a cottonwood tree, and then they would fall to the ground as if they were yellow leaves--and then up again. Back and forth. It looked as if it was just because they enjoyed doing it. But the entertainment was not lost on us. Sometimes memories can be such a comfort when we think about the joy and love we shared with others.
Put the calendar that Jennifer sent to me in the office over another calendar. She put the birthdays on the appropriate days for me. No excuse to forget, huh. It really should not be THAT difficult to remember: Grayson, the 14th; Landon and Tracy the 15th (Feb. and Nov.), Reece the 22nd and Rachel the 23rd (Mar. and July) and the rest of the birthdays are all in May. Why Jennifer and Tracy could not manage to have all the kids in May is beyond me! ahem.......
Well, what could have been a cow or something turned out to be a hedgehog according to Chewie, but almost all of its stuffing has been removed now. It is so funny to see Thompson lying with his front legs on the arm of the couch looking out the window, and Sylvia is trying to get him interested in playing with the toy by taking it over there in her mouth and putting her head down a bit to get him to tug on it. He is not gonna play, thank you very much. He has other things to interest him. He reminds me of the pictures of Snoopy when he acts like a buzzard hanging over a tree--just watching. Always something with these two.
Let us hope that tomorrow will be a good day for this ol' world. And may you all have peace and happiness. You are loved.
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