Cookies make people nice. If you see a mean, out-of-sorts person, just give’em a cookie. It won’t fix their problem but it will probably make them smile. Unless they can’t have sugar, then all you have done is make things worse. Or if they are allergic to nuts and you give them a peanut butter…
In case y’all don’t know (though I’m pretty sure you do) I was born, raised and live in the great State of Texas. My husband, who is from Mississippi, always likes to say “You can always tell a Texan, you just can’t tell’em very much”. While I don’t ENTIRELY agree with him I must say…
I have vowed to never name another chicken. The last chicken I named was Moses. Moses and the Israelites I called them. There was one Moses and about 30 Israelites. I should have known better, Moses never made it to the Promised Land. However, one of the Israelites (who shall remain unnamed) has become my…
Some people think I am a bona fide nut. I live over an hour from the nearest Starbucks. I have to (gasp) make my own coffee. Every. Single. Day. My Starbucks (and when I say Starbucks I am including ALL coffee shops) visits remain in the single digits per year of life. Sometimes this make me sad. I…
This past Wednesday, June 18th 2014, I walked fairly early in the morning, while it was still cool. Here is what I saw. When I saw the tree below I immediately thought it looked like a woman at the OB’s office. Then I thought it looked like a woman having a baby. Or maybe a woman having a…
Fresh green beans are a thing of beauty. I planted a row of green beans this spring. I must confess, the above pictured beans didn’t come from my plants. No indeed. See the little brown, dead plant? Yeah. So thankfully I have good friends who are much better at bean growing than I. They gifted me…
This past spring I was completely taken by the cuteness of the chicks that arrived at the feed store where I work. Some were straight run so I took a chance and gathered what I thought would be the best from the group of 200 plus. And I must say I am so pleased! I…
Cornbread. My love of cornbread goes beyond my memory and is embedded in my very soul. I simply can not recall a time I did not adore it. When I was a child I preferred my cornbread with butter and ketchup. And I still, to this day, love cornbread, butter and ketchup. I know, I…
What is cuter than a silkie I ask? A baby silkie.
After YEARS of thinking about my future orchard, planning the rows, moving it in my mind a thousand times I finally ordered myself 20-something trees and bushes. Not expecting to harvest anything the first year I was pleasantly surprised when little blueberries started popping up all over my newly acquired bushes. Then, just last week…
The Wicked Chicken 