Chasing Chickens.

 Chasing Chickens.

 

Yesterday, two of the hens jumped the front fence so they could work on the front yard in all their scratching glory! In case you have never seen the aftermath of some good hen scratching, let me tell you that bulbs planted so that they would bloom prettily in the spring have not a chance in a Texas July snow storm of making it. Maybe tomorrow the old woman will get out there and put them BACK inside the planter where the hens removed them. Or, a piece of chicken wire might have to appear on the top of the planter so the hens can’t remove any more bulbs. Silly critters.

 

Talked to Michelle Malay this afternoon. She is doing pretty well, all things considered. It seems like healing up after the surgery has caused her less pain than that stupid knee was causing her before the surgery! Imagine that! Anyway, she was in a pretty good mood.

 

Haven’t turned on FB today at all since other things were on my mind. Hope all is well with everyone and their families. Jennifer sent picture of their assault upon the beaches of Cabo San Jose. The water looked so blue! She said that they are very protective of the water and the reefs. That sounds wonderful that they can protect it.

 

Cooked some pork loins this evening and put one in the freezer while the other one will make meals. Just could not decide what vegetable to have with it. Had some artichoke and spinach stuff with fig and black olive crackers. Amazing stuff! Can’t imagine mixing the two things in bread, but it was fantastic. Wish Lewis were here to try it with me. But he was pretty straitlaced about his foods—meat, potatoes, gravy. Oh well. He would have enjoyed this stuff.

 

Each evening when the hens go up, they have to be counted to be sure no one got left out. Kept counting to nine in the middle coop when it is supposed to be ten! Guess my eyes were not open wide enough because eventually got the count right. One night a hen got left out, and she spent the night in the workshop because the old woman closed the door without checking for critters. Have closed a coop up a couple of times with dogs left in there, too! Oh well.

 

Hoping to see Shona’s little red van at home in the morning. She went to Childress to get her mom today. Say a little prayer for their family that the little house her mom wants can happen soon. Have never even asked Shona what the old woman should call her mom. Don’t even know her last name, much less the first name. Guess “Lady” would do the job. Shona has a tendency to call me “Ma’am.” That would work for her mom! No problem.

 

Texted my youngest grandson today and discovered that he had made a crockpot roast for dinner tonight. Hope it turned out well for him. Know he can cook when he wants to. It just takes a bit of patience. Tomorrow is going to be another cooking day around here for the dogs. They are not really spoiled, but they do get picky. Seems hamburger meat is truly a hit no matter how greasy it is. Bleah! Some of the dog food companies think that putting fresh veggies in with the meat is the way to get the dogs to get the vitamins they need. Maybe that would work—carrots and maybe sweet potato. Sounds ok to me.

 

Don’t really have much on my mind tonight. Haven’t even spoken with Sterling today. Some days a person just needs to be still and quiet. God gave us a day to relax and remember Him, so that is good enough for one day. If we pray for others, if we have deep concern for them, then we are reflecting the love that God has given to us. Let us remember those whose lives we touch.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.