Rolling

Horses love to roll in the dirt. They especially love to roll right after you have spent about 45 minutes giving them a bath and doing their hair. Come to think of it they aren’t much different than Addie, who is almost 6 years old. Only she really prefers mud to plain, old dirt. I…

Girl on a Swing

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.…

Wicked Walk

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…

Meet the Flock-Part Five

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.…

Salsa 101

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…

Meet the Flock-Part Four

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…

Starbucks

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…

Meet the Flock-Part Three

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…

Country as Cornbread

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…