Staying Warm.
Going outside this morning did not happen as early as it
normally would have. In fact, it was what one would call—LATE! The middle coop
girls were already fussing about it, but the front coop girls were still up on
their roosts. That should change tomorrow even if the old woman does not get
out there all that early. Target had ONE package of those little lights that
just barely qualify as lights. The package was all of fifty cents on sale!!
Miranda, a sweet employ, helped me find them. So nice of her to look things up
and take me over to them. Made sure her manager knew that I appreciated her
help!
Now the long extension cord is situated in the front coop
and has the cord to the warm drinking water bowl and the lights attached to it.
So, the hens will be able to see and to have water that is not frozen. Their
head of cabbage inside the middle coop was sitting on the ground and was frozen
solid! At least they have all the feed they will need in there. Their feathers
and the shelves should keep them fairly warm in the front coop. The girls in
the middle coop tend to cluster together in a row.
One of our classmates has already suggested that we delay
our next Route 66 meeting due to the ice, snow, and cold weather expected.
Suits me. I hate even driving in cold weather. The only good thing snow and ice
ever did for me was give me the opportunity to meet my future husband at the
time. Best blizzard in my life!
Have an oodle of books downloaded on my Kindle to read, so
if nothing rips, rears, or ravels, that is what the old woman will be doing for
the next month or so. Since singing has not been in my slender case of talents
in a very long time, humming happily will simply have to do. God gives each of
us a song to sing in life, and having the pleasure of sharing someone’s vision
of life, history, or other sights of lands and people is one of the greatest
gifts. Libraries. Until the day the old woman wrecked her little truck back
years ago, it would not have been the least bit surprising if she had gone on
to become a librarian. Such fun!
May we all be an example of ones who would be there for
others.
Rest well, my friends. You are loved.
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