Broody Hens and Wild Weeds!

 Broody Hens and Wild Weeds!

 

Sat down at my keyboard to type and discovered that the capital shift on the left side did not want to work. It’s as if every key feels as if it just does not think it needs to make an impression today. Hmm. Maybe the storm last night affected it the way it did me. Simply did not think the thunder would ever stop rumbling!!

 

Got a kick out of what my daughter said Gary was doing today. Seems a certain foundation is having a fund raiser for rectal cancer called “Corn Holes for %ssholes.” The company donated the money for Gary and his friend to throw bags of corn into holes to see who could do it best. Each company had to donate at least $500 for a team to play. Yes, the old woman put a percentage sign where it should be the capital “a.” FB has some rules or something.

 

Walked down to check the rain gauge on the fence post this morning. My little gauge said two inches, but the weather station that Clint and Sandy Robertson gave me said 2.79. It was a lot of rain very fast is for sure! Would not have wanted to be out near a bar ditch during that heavy stuff. We do have floaters every once in a while. At least Lake Wichita looks a bit more like a lake today. Maybe the areas close to the big lakes will have enough runoff to fill those up for a bit. Summer comes quickly and harshly, so all the rain we get now will probably be the sum of it until fall.

 

Got out and messed with the hens and dug some dirt away from the coops. Need to go out and put some bricks near one section as some critter is trying to dig a hole under the side near the back fence. Probably a possum, but those “sweet” little critters kill hens as big as Dallas! Also put the two broody hens inside a special coop for chicks so that neither could sit on the other hens’ eggs. Ornery suckers will puff up and try to keep others out of the nests.

 

My favorite mailman, Kevin, brought the snake stick this morning so that the old woman can grab one by the body and not have to kill it. The idea is to be able to move it somewhere without hurting it so it can go eat rats or whatever instead of consuming six to eight eggs at one go!! Kevin said his friend killed a rat snake that had six lumps inside—six eggs! Yes, they are greedy little twerps!

 

Sent eggs home with John and Mary Rhoads a bit ago. Still waiting to hand some to Shona’s kid to take to his new apartment for himself and his daughter. May just take them over to Shona and let her bug him instead of me trying to hand them over.

 

Pulled some wild lettuce in all its prickliness out of the poppy bed earlier. Would love to be able to find someone to hire to clean the bed thoroughly and then reseed it, but finding someone like that is not likely to happen. So, wild weeds it is until the energy strikes hard enough to move this old woman.

 

Wichita Falls has so much for which to be thankful today. The storm that was wiggling a tail over toward Iowa Park went on its way up to Oklahoma and about wiped Sulfur off the map with three separate tornadoes! It’s not exactly a big place to begin with, but having most of it torn up and blown away didn’t exactly help. Jennifer was watching a young woman showing the damage and just bawling for all she was worth. And then she saw a big box! Inside was HER dog, just safe and sound but unable to get out of the box. That was her reward for compassion right there!

 

The young neighbors across the street in Jerry’s house have never been through much in the way of bad storms apparently. The roof is metal and the house has siding on it, so the noise may have been much worse than over here with all the insulation in the roof and wooden siding. Then too, when the hail hit the windows, it sounded as if it could have broken one easily. Even with years of listening from inside an old oil tanker cellar, the noise made me nervous, too. Just very thankful we did not have any freight trains moving over this hill last night. That’s exactly what the last one sounded like when it lifted the porch on the old McDaniel house. No houses there now, but let’s not take aim at any that still are here.

 

Let us pray for those who have lived through the storms and are suffering losses and fears today. May God give them peace.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.