Just Because!

 Just Because!

 

Lance suggested that we could clean out the workshop this fall after it became cooler. He thought it might take two or three hours to get it all cleaned out. We will see what one little ol’ determined battle-axe can do with good intentions and a trash bin. Hmm.

 

Plan to start the new door early Monday morning for the workshop. By then it might be clearer to me what needs to go BACK inside and what needs to be somewhere else. Have a walker up there in the rafters. Anyone need one? Also have an electric weed eater that would not go where the weeds are that need to be removed unless Wall-e lets us plug in to Him. Not going to keep the grease guns either! The only big part of the mess that bothers me about tossing is the big buckets of assorted screws and nails. It feels as if they should be sorted and stored for future use. Those stupid star bits and the screws that go with them have a tendency to make me hot under the collar. Nothing was ever wrong with Phillips and the straight edge screws. Maybe it has something to do with patents? But at least with Lance’s help, the old woman now knows the difference between metal screws and wood screws. So, there’s that.

 

The young man who mows mine and Patty’s places did a good and really fast job today. Not sure how much horse power he is pushing on his zero-turn mower, but that thing is lightning fast! Went down to Patty’s after the mower left and picked up a rug for her. She has some steps down to the ground level beside her house that have a concrete facing that is crumbling. Told her not to go down that side at all! Can just see the facing falling off with someone’s feet on it. Not funny! Anyway, she kept the littles inside so my dogs could follow me down there. They seemed to enjoy the exploration, but Thompson seems to be slower than usual. It could be this heat. Even as cloudy as it is right now, the gauge shows 87 degrees out there! Both dogs seem happy to stay inside under the AC. Well, for that matter, so does the old woman.

 

Guess the poppies in the sidewalk leading to the front porch will have to be harvested for seeds. The blooms are gone now. The bluebonnets have plenty of seed, but all the pods are still green as a gourd. Will just leave them there a bit longer. If anyone in this area needs some seeds, just let me know.

 

It is difficult to believe how fast these chicks are growing. The first nine that were about a week old when they were sold to me have stood a half leg taller than the younger ones all along, but now the young ones are beginning to pick up height, too. The “turkins” are still the ugliest thing in the chicken coop, but they are also heavy looking. Being allergic to feathers and such keeps me from picking them up and playing with them, but these critters are all a little flighty anyway. Expect the gold sex link to be the friendliest of the bunch. They are just sweet chickens when they grow up. Things may be different since they are growing up with all the other breeds, but time will tell.

 

Noticed that Lance looked in the fridge for cool water while he was here. For some reason water tastes better to me when it is not cold. Go figure. Guess it would not hurt me to put some in the fridge for others. Hardly ever have anyone here long enough to need a bottle of water, but still, that is just good manners to offer.

 

Talking to a friend about drugs that the FDA says are perfectly safe—except for the side effects like memory loss, paranoia, depression, and death—makes me wonder what good the FDA does at all. She said that listening to the side effects that they list on the TV commercials is enough to make a person afraid to take just about anything. One commercial about drugs for glaucoma: side effects can include blindness. Oh, whoopee! Her theory is that the pharmaceutical companies have pressured folks at the FDA or bought their approval. Either way, the American public is stuck with dangerous drugs. Crazy!

 

Someday our world will be straightened out and folks won’t need the kind of drugs most of us take today. No one thinks about the fact that our food is the same as some of these drugs. The ingredients are a bit iffy—to say the least. But the day will come when the earth will be healed and all those who walk it will also be healed. And it is not mankind that will be doing the healing. But all of you know that. Nature itself needs our help, but it, too, will need God’s hands to be healed. Looking forward to that day.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.