Jolene and Chicks.

 Jolene and Chicks.

 

Jolene made it clear this morning after the door to her coop was opened that she has had just about enough of this chick thing. She did not even call the chicks as she took off to the east lot for fresh grass. She reminded me of a woman who loves salads but who lives with a meat and potato man. Anyway, she may or may not go back to the coop with them tonight, so we will see. Meanwhile, three chicks are scratching around in the wheat straw trying to find something to eat. Yes, they have chick feed and water handy—even some in the wheat straw—but they are sticking close to their coop. Here’s hoping that they don’t need protection from anything today while Jolene appreciates her freedom.

 

Have you ever had a desire to get something done and then look at the actual work involved and felt somewhat overwhelmed? That is how the workshop feels to me at the moment. It desperately needs to be cleaned out, but there is just so much “shtuff”! In the house, it would be one room at a time, but out there, well. Maybe one shelf at a time?

 

Had all kinds of good intentions to make scrambled eggs and bacon this morning, but the intentions from last night and the desire from a semi-sleep-deprived old woman don’t exactly match. Don’t know why one night is such a good one for sleeping and the next one is “wide-awake-Sally”! Maybe sleeping through the rough winds is a matter of determination, while sleeping through a calm night just causes fidgets.

 

Went down to Patty’s to check out the shower curtain rod that had fallen. She had it up high enough to be able to shower, but kinda think it needs to be replaced. One end feels floppy. She ordered one on the Walmart grocery site, but they brought her one that requires fixtures to be installed in the walls. Her walls are cement. So, she has now decided to order one from Amazon. Meanwhile, the old woman lifted the thing as far upwards as it was possible for my reach without a stool. Maybe the new one will work better.

 

Tomorrow Patty has an appointment at 2 p.m. at Clinics of North Texas, and she wants to leave a bit after one. Understand how she feels about getting there more than on time, but we will see how this works out. Will deliver her to the front door and then sit in the parking lot and read a book on my Kindle.

 

Read something online that upset me about a guy who is charged with sex crimes. Whether or not it is true, it makes me feel sick. Know how this is going to affect his mom in more than one way. We are not responsible for the kids after they leave home, but it does not take away that feeling of failure when they do something totally dumb or illegal. It was one of those things that we decide when they are leaving home—they should take the responsibility for their own actions at that point. We know that this attitude is supposed to be true, but when your child stumbles and does not remain true to what he or she was taught, well, if you have a child, you understand. Anyway, please pray for his mother—BG.

 

Nephew Erin came by today and handed me a couple of things he said he no longer needed. He is about over the worst of the emotions that went with the death of his mom and the divorce from his wife, and he was able to get all those papers completed or filed and to get ready to turn Anne’s house over to a new owner. He still does not know for certain what he will do or where he will go. Please pray for him. He really feels he has no one left of his family except his sister, and she is in Illinois with her family. Life is hard for everyone at times, but this is especially true for him.

 

Have checked on the three black chicks several times today. They are getting braver, but still staying close to the deck and their coop. Noticed that Jolene had found them earlier and was chuckling to them. Maybe she will lead them back to the coop tonight. We will see.

 

A young couple were parked in the driveway across the street earlier. Their little boys were so excited to see the chickens. They wanted a puppy, but their dad—a different man than the one with them—said they could not even get a fish because he did not want to clean up after it. Their mom suggested a plastic fish. Raising eyebrows here.

 

Currently the temperature is 81 degrees, but by Thursday or Friday it will be in the low 60s. And the pollen count today is over ten on a scale of twelve! No wonder we sneeze!

 

If the trees start blooming out pretty soon, it will be time to mow the henbit—the little purple flowers that leave the ground looking as if it were covered in a sheer sheet of light purple. Erin said that some restaurants he supplied with flowering vegetables used henbit, squash blossoms, zinnia flowers, nasturtiums, and other flowers from radishes or things like rosemary and fennel. Never have tried anything except the squash blossoms, but bet the other flowers would be good as well. God gave us so many plants that are good to eat!

 

Have been slowly pouring out a half gallon of milk today for the hens. They know what it is and go pecking on the pan to let me know it is nearly empty. Having milk seems necessary, but it makes me feel guilty not to use it before it is time to throw it out. The hens take away most of that guilt feeling for me.

 

 Guess the old woman should get back to her lollygagging. That should not be confused with dillydallying. It might include another book on the Kindle, however. May those who are ill receive the blessing of healing. May those who feel distraught from other situations find peace in God’s hands. May you all know rest in this life, for you know: you are loved.