Almost Evening.

 Almost Evening.

 

Can’t really say that anything has been accomplished around here today. Waited for the plumber, but he is now coming on Monday—sometime. Oh well.

 

Went to bed last night and forgot to close the front coop door. Not sure just what the old woman had on her mind, but she can be thankful that no skunks, possums, or raccoons got in the yard last night. Deep sigh.

 

Thompson got me up at 5 a.m. and wanted in the living room for some strange reason. Then, just as sleep came creeping back into my bedroom, so did Thompson—right up on the bed. Oh well.

 

Planned to call number one grandson tonight if nothing keeps me from remembering. He has been on a diet—like he is supposed to eat something other than pizza. Teased him the other day by asking if he had had his broccoli today! Why kids do not like veggies is beyond me. The only one we couldn’t stand was English peas. Mom could get us to eat anything by telling us we HAD to eat it. But Sterling didn’t like them either. Go figure. Don’t think we EVER had broccoli when we were kids. Probably too expensive. Veggies today come in all sorts of forms. Even in the fresh produce aisle, we can buy carrots grated, chopped, right out of the ground like they grew, or in little pieces for dipping. Same with mushrooms, celery, or peppers—different kinds in different sizes.

 

God gave us some mighty good food from the earth. Father-in-law used to say that no king could eat anything better than what he (fil) could grow in his garden! That is certainly true of some veggies—turnips, cabbage, onions, carrots, and such. The turnips planted out in the front in the big planter just didn’t make it this year. Guess the turnips from the store will just have to do.

 

Well, the hens are closed up and ready for the night. The old woman is about ready for bed, too. Have plans for tomorrow including putting the water hose back on the back faucet now that we are not under a freeze warning. We may return to freezing one day soon, but for now the hose would certainly be handy. Just wish the freeze we had would have killed more bugs. Sigh.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.