I don’t really care for fresh cucumbers, I don’t dislike them I just prefer other veggies when given a choice. I do, however, LOVE sweet relish and pickles. So I planted a bunch of Pickling Cucumber seeds. And they came up. And then they died. I should really find another hobby…they looked just like my…
I haven’t thought much about swinging lately. Swinging like in a swing not ……..never mind. Anyway. My grandparents used to have this huge tire swing behind their barn, it was made from a tractor tire and was held in the massive Blackjack Oak by a grass rope that looked like it came off the Titanic.…
My walk was a bit different this past Wednesday June, 25th. I was (don’t laugh!) chicken sitting for a good friend so she could go on vacation with her family. Well, chicken sitting includes ducks, parrots, cockatiels, guinea pigs, 3 small dogs and 1 very large dog. So I took advantage of being someplace new…
I always wanted a silkie in my flock and about 2 years ago my good friend, Amanda, gifted me with two. One Blue, one Black. The Blue was a recent victim of crime but the black is doing well. So I bought a few more colors this year, I’d like you to meet the Partridge Silkie.…
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…
The Wicked Chicken 