Working Hens!

 Working Hens!

 

Whether it is the fact that they have all or most all of their feathers back where they belong or something else, the hens have begun to lay again. Hip, hip, hooray! Seven eggs today! Even though not many of their eggs are consumed by the old woman, it is really neat to go out and find the nest full of eggs. It makes it feel worthwhile to go buy those expensive sacks of feed.

 

Since the house is still fairly neat and clean, nothing much has been accomplished around here. Put one of those store-bought cherry pies in the oven to enjoy and plan to cook a couple of sweet potatoes to go with the navy beans and chunks of pork that were cooked up yesterday. It beats having to struggle with a ten-pound carcass of a turkey! And then cleaning all the meat off the bones and storing most of it in the fridge takes effort. Yes, it is a bargain at 97 cents a pound, but one little ol’ lady and two dogs can only eat so much turkey.

 

Before Lewis left this world, he had decided that a turkey breast and/or a turkey ham was more than enough unless the whole Hee Haw Gang was coming. That did not happen very often. We loved getting together with all the kids, but it always tired out whoever had to do the most cleaning and cooking. Even when everyone helps clean up after a meal like that, putting everything away, cleaning up the floors where some of us were messier than usual, or just trying to keep up with clothes, purses, and assorted and miscellaneous junk and stuff was a bit much. Fun, but very tiring. And then the drive home.

 

Two of the best Thanksgivings we ever had were with the news that we were going to be grandparents again. Don’t expect that to happen ever again, but stranger things have happened—great-grands happen, too.

 

Noticed that the neighbors in Jerry’s house have a visitor today. They have three sons, and one got here about an hour ago. The painter JUST finished the painting yesterday afternoon! Clint really had wanted it done a week or more ago, but this “great” painter is not a speedy one. He and Sandy undoubtedly are well prepared for their guests. The house has a new roof—hoping that it won’t leak any at all ever again! Think they are really going to be good neighbors.

 

Finished reading the Reader’s Digest magazine this morning. It seems like those magazines were much thicker and had many more stories in them. But maybe they took out some of the advertisements or something like that. Large print might be what the difference is, too.

 

Just glanced out the window to the side of the porch. A male cardinal is hopping around out there looking for goodies. Thought about painting something on the top sections of the window panes to keep the birds from hitting the windows. Used to go to Mardell’s or one of those places and get those little stickers that can be placed on the window panes. Fish were usually my favorites to put between my classroom and John’s room. That looked like a fish bowl window all the way from the front of the room to the back. It might be more fun to use some acrylic paint and put some butterflies on these panes. Haven’t done any painting in years. Well, nothing that was creative has come out of my painting. We will see.

 

Finally got the sewing machine out and ran a stitch or two up one side and down another so that this upholstery material will stay on the recliner. Still have not decided exactly how the arms can be as protected as the back, but maybe it will come to me tomorrow or later. The saddle blanket keeps their claws from digging in, but then it bunches up. Oh well.

 

It has actually been a pretty decent day. It was not hot, not cold, not really rainy, but not dry. It was an easy day. Putting out feed made it obvious that the hens thought they should be given something special. No fresh veggies, so they just had another cup of scratch, but that seemed to do the trick. And the dogs got the zoomies early on and missed me by about six feet! Have to watch these silly critters! But we all got our exercise with walking, carrying out a couple of buckets of fresh water, and bending over to gather eggs. Yep, the life of a city farmer!

 

Don’t know anything great, but am well aware of the greatness of the blessings given to us. May we appreciate and show our gratitude to God. May we love others as He has loved us.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.