Monday, January 6, 2025

Staying Warm.

 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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