Yup, it's wet outside and muddy to boot. The dead grass is not too good to use for cleaning my shoes, so have to scrape them each time on a post lying down before the walkway. A limb right above that post is my handhold, so eventually it will get worn smooth by my touch--my guess. Still, can't gripe about the weather. It is not cold, at least. It may freeze at night for the next several days, but it is STILL January--in Texas. Gotta just grit your teeth and let it be what it is going to be.
Tomorrow will be time to put out more clean water and rake out the coops again. It's always something that needs to be done, but at least it is never boring. Got a green egg today, so that made me smile real big! That means that either Harriet or Edith is laying again. Probably Edith. She had been molting and losing feathers all over the place there for a while. Why they molt in the winter is beyond me, but it must have to do with their age and egg cycles or something. Still have not called Cari Guidry to see if she is ready for some hens. Not sure she will get the green egg layers. They are fun even though they are not especially friendly. The Barred Rocks like to be petted. But Harriet and Edith would just prefer to be left alone, thank you very much. Have not seen a white egg this week either. Athena is really off the laying kick. Maybe when it gets warmer she will start laying again. She is the only hen out there that lays white eggs.
Connie is still at DFW and will not get into Washington until nearly 12 tonight. Just hope all goes well for her flight. Her friend from Blue Cross took her to the airport here. She did not want me to take her because she thinks I have Covid. Don't know what is wrong with me, but don't really feel like it is the flu. Just not up to par and hurting. No fever--have checked. About as energetic as last summer's grasshopper--in winter. Oh well. This too shall pass.
SO glad those chickens are out there needing my attention. It would be so easy to just lie around doing nothing. But the dogs and the hens are always around and need taking care of on a regular basis. Last night we actually got to sleep all night--no weird sounds or people carrying on. Maybe the lights made a difference. Whatever. Woke up at 3 when the paper person drove by and promptly went right back to sleep. And the dogs were happy to sleep all night as well.
The atmosphere between here and the hospital and between my hill and the lake is almost thick with fog. Can't see the shoreline on the lake at least. Thought earlier that my living room windows were just fogged up, but it was outside instead of the humidity in here. Saw that my neighbor took his big boat out to go fishing. Can't imagine fishing right now, but then, it takes all kinds in different kinds of weather.
Thompson just made a "nest" out of his extra blanket. Not really sure what that was all about, but he does stuff like that every so often. Even if he is covered up, he gets up and balls that blanket up under him. Whatever. He and Sylvia have not been play fighting today for some reason. Maybe it's the weather. They don't like to run outside in the rain much. Cold doesn't seem to be a problem as much as this wet stuff. It always makes me think of Granddad's cattle playing when they get out there and run around and chase each other. Good memories.
The dogs just announced "strangers in the hood" for me. Not much gets past them. Any vehicle is suspect in their minds--even Donny and his truck. Oh well. They are doing their job.
Will talk to you next time about mindfulness. Mindful prayer is the kind where we think about what we need to talk about, and do it with more or less of a plan. It may or may not be instigated by Bible study or by inspirational readings. But mindfulness is also necessary to help us plan our own living response to what goes on around us. God gives us His spirit. We don't have to always have certain words to use in order to speak with Him because He hears His spirit within us. But maybe we can talk about that next time. Kinda tired tonight.
May you all rest well and awake with joy. You are loved.
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