The last day of 2014 was cold, wet and just plain miserable for all intents and purposes. Except for reading on the sofa, which is how I spent most of the day. I read “Water for Elephants” for the second time. Then I started “All Creatures Great and Small” for the fourth time. James Herriot…
I have a family chock-full of fine artists. They can sketch, draw, paint, watercolor and make any canvas a thing of beauty. Then you have me. I am really good at raising chickens, I cook a mean pie and am unintentionally funny (I run into things and fall down a lot). I took art once. …
I think when God strips the trees bare for the winter it is so he can paint the sky a more glorious color. What do you think?
I know, I know. I’ve read all the articles about how God gave the chickens feathers and they really don’t need any help from us humans once they are grown. I’ve become well acquainted with the opinion that states heating coops does much more harm than good. And heck, I agree. But when I see…
Christmas eve is a day I love. Christmas eve is spent at my grandparents, which is where I spent much of my childhood. I am joined there each December 24th by my aunties, uncles, cousins, my cousins children, my brother, sister, parents and pets of various species. We visit, cook, laugh, catch up and take…
I adore my chickens. To me they are precious and irreplaceable, kinda of like my daughter. Only I love my daughter way more. I haven’t been able to spend as much time as I would like with either one of them. As a retail slave I’ve been serving the public for 14 years, 11 of…
I have a husband that loads the dishwasher, sometimes more than once a week! I know, I know, I shouldn’t boast. But hey, I’m a lucky girl and I know it. But. When he loads the dishwasher is looks like a random splattering of dishes, no rhyme or reason whatsoever. I can not abide this. …
You know all the months and dollars spent preparing for Christmas? The wonder, the excitement? And then what happens? I’ll tell you what happens. It is all over in less than 20 minutes and you spend the afternoon burning boxes and going thru wrapping paper to make sure any cash and/or gift cards don’t make…
As I pen this post I find it hard to believe that one week from now you will be reading this and it will be Christmas eve! I also find it hard to believe that on this very wicked walk I got completely and totally lost. Now I KNEW where I was in the sense…
Christmas and elk season are a lot alike in my book. Each year we know they are coming, the dates are etched on the calendar and in our minds effortlessly. The entire year seems to revolve around October and December. As soon as one year passes the next year immediately begins forming plans and yet…
The Wicked Chicken 