Saturday, October 1, 2022

Another One of Those Nights.

 Another One of Those Nights.

 

Waking up at 12:30 and knowing one is wide awake is not the best way to get a good night’s rest, but at least there was a good book to read. By 3:30 the old woman was back in bed and slept until 6:30. All in all, the hours added up even if they were disrupted for whatever reason by the tendency to wake up like a light bulb! Funny thing was that Jennifer was having the same problem in West Virginia. Must be genetic.

 

Still getting one to zero eggs per day. Not sure just what the deal is, but these hens are definitely knocking off on the job. This keeps up, they may just have to find another home. Nah, not really. Love watching them and listening to them chuckle and say pucka pucka. Eventually they will get settled down from whatever is bothering them. Can tell you one thing for sure, the floor under the roosts is positively covered with black feathers. Molting is definitely under way. Told Anne the other day about having a hen named Dolly Parton for those big white breasts on her front. Anne rolled her eyes at me, and then she laughed when she found out that another hen was named Jolene. Jolene was the one that went broody and wanted to stay in the nest for weeks this summer. Kept dropping her happy tail feathers in the water trough so that she finally just got to the point that she sat on the edge of the trough. It was hilarious!

 

Had all kinds of good intentions of getting things done today, but other than getting all the laundry folded and put away, nothing much happened except cooking for my dogs. Need to make a trip to Wally World tomorrow and pick up some more meat. Don’t really like to go over there. Much prefer Market Street. At least they have real checkers at Market Street.

 

Noticed this morning that the sign in front of the trailer house has changed to a different realtor. May ask why if given the chance. Seems to me that if a person brings a house in, that person would be the one wanting to sell it. But what does an old woman know?

 

Went down and let Patty’s dog get out and run around for about thirty or forty minutes. We visited while trying to keep up with those two critters. The weather was SO nice this morning with a cool breeze. But we need a rain desperately! Here Florida is flooded along with some of South Carolina and we are dying of thirst! Noticed that our city has asked us to conserve as much as possible. Anyone can tell that no water is actually wasted around here because everything is brown or just plain dirt. Not any green grass out there at all. Sigh

 

Someone on the news on AOL mentioned that they wanted Putin to consider a milder form of nuclear attack. Not sure just how that is supposed to work, but it sounds like insanity to me. Even though we know that God allows men to be in positions of power, it does not keep us from shaking our heads and rolling our eyes when we see what is being considered. Sometimes the headlines make me wish for a place out in the wilderness near a stream of decent water, a place to have family and friends, and just what a person needs to get along during all kinds of weather. Isolationist viewpoint, right? Still, we are living IN this world even if we are not really a part of the insanity, greed, cruelty, and inhumanity. May God quickly bring His kingdom.

 

Really don’t know much. Asked Lesli today if they got the results back from Anne’s tests, but they had not called her. So, she and Erin know only what Dr. Parkey has told them before. Her body will be the determining factor in what they have to do for her. Les told me that even though she had asked me to keep an eye on her, no way should the old woman go over there too often. Once a week is about it for me. Driving still hurts, but that may just be tension. Anyway, we will see what the next week brings.

 

Let us pray for peace. Pray for those who have been lost to war, to floods, to insanity in this world. Let us practice love knowing that it is the most valuable way to live our lives.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.

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