Hoe, Hoe, Hoe!

 Hoe, Hoe, Hoe!

 

The hoe is sharp enough to cut the sticker weeds out of the dirt! Roger did a good job of getting it sharp, so this morning some of the bad khaki weeds and grass burrs got hoed out of the yard while it was still only 80 degrees outside. It wasn’t much after that time when it was impossible to see for all the sweat rolling off my face. Even had to put my glasses in the side pocket of my pants! Perspiration is the only form of moisture out there in the yard since we have not had any precipitation lately. Not that the humidity has evaporated completely. Sigh. Dear Hearts, it is August in Texas!

 

Have seen a couple of advertisements on FB about what hormones do for a woman to keep her joints from hurting. Then today Jennifer told me that her OBGYN said the same thing. Insurances will pay for a man to be given testosterone, but none of the insurances will pay for women to have the hormones they need. Her opinion is that the rules are made by men for men, definitely not for women! Sitting here nodding my head. The stuff for women has to be formulated—mixed to the needs of the patient. Men need one hormone in varying levels. Anyway, it made me consider what doctors around would even prescribe hormones for women. Years ago, my doctor did prescribe them, but the companies stopped making the injectable dosages. The patches were made with plastic which is a total mess for anyone who is allergic to plastic. Hmm. Will have to talk to my favorite doctor about this.

 

Other than doing that bit of weeding this morning, this old woman has accomplished exactly diddly squat today! Read another book and played with these two dogs, and did the usual stuff with the hens and their needs. The water sprayed under the deck makes a big difference in how it feels around that area, but just a few steps away from the deck is just as hot as a two-dollar pistol! Keep putting water in the two little fountains to keep the wild birds from drinking up or splashing out all the hens’ water, but it has to be done three or four times a day. The amount of feed and the trouble they cause around the coops is not all that terrible, but sometimes it certainly does irritate me to feel that wild birds get the best end of the deal on this hill. At least the ducks have not been back to get in the water trough lately.

 

Trying to not look at anything on the news keeps me dumb and happier, so we can bet that the weather and other things have been affecting the entire nation. We can just pray for God’s blessings on this nation and its people. He knows who needs what much better than we do. The same goes for the individual problems that we have. We ask and He provides. We may not always like the answers, but you can bet His answers are for the best.

 

Let us always be willing to be loving toward others. Give of His grace in every answer as it is shared with us.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.