There will be no stash report tomorrow. The blog may be down for a while in the morning while the switch is made to the new blog.
Surviving The Heat
July 21, 2012 · by
Whether you’re a human, a chicken or a cow . . surviving the heat is a top priority around here. The cows are all camped out right by the water tank, in the shade, near the humans who hand out treats.
See the green weeds and the leaves on the trees? Things look good still but we have no rain predicted and it’s been a while so things are going to be getting brown soon.
As I walked closer, they were going to all get up because they thought I came bearing treats. They’ve already had treats today so I stopped and didn’t get any closer. No use in them wasting their energy by standing up since I have nothing for them.
The black one standing on the left is one of the calves. They’ve surely grown up and I’ll be surprised if the owner keep them much longer. All four of the calves are boys . . probably not a good ratio to keep – 4 girls and 5 boys.
Garden Security
July 21, 2012 · by
We knew right off the bat that in order to have a garden, we would have to fence it quite securely to keep out the deer, rabbits and who knows what else. We have about 10′ of fencing around the garden. The top 8′ is plastic landscape fencing, which so far has been tall enough to keep the deer out, and the bottom 2′ is metal chicken wire to keep the rabbits out. They would chew through the plastic so the metal fencing was necessary for the lower part of the fencing.
When walking out to the garden, I’m always cautiously searching in all directions for snakes (one got away last night and Vince killed one this morning).
I noticed this guy:
He was happily munching away on the weeds outside the fence but I’ll bet he was trying to figure out how he could get on the other side of the fence to where the tender veggies and juicy cantaloupe are located. Sorry Bunny!
Then I got a little too close and he decided to forget about his snack and head back to the security of the woods but I’ll bet he comes back. The longer it goes without raining, the more the deer, rabbits, and other critters will come closer to homes to get the food and water they need. The deer are already drinking out o the tank we have for the cows. When I’m out at the sewing room and go back to the house after dark, they’re right there at the tank and they scare me to death when they take off running and I think I’m alone out there.
I have enough water to share for now so I’ll put some containers out so the short creatures can get themselves a drink. But, they had better stay out of my garden!! 
Home!
July 21, 2012 · by
There are so many sayings that we hear our entire life and sometimes don’t even know what they mean or don’t appreciate their meaning until much later in life. Two that came to mind yesterday are “Home is where the heart is!” and “There’s no place like home!”
It was almost noon yesterday before I turned the TV on, and only then because I wanted to check the stock market and it was then I saw what had happened in Aurora, CO. My heart breaks for the folks who where injured and the families of those lost, as well as the family of the shooter.
Several times during the evening Vince switched the TV to channels where the events in Colorado were being discussed. These events can happen anywhere. No place . . huge city right down to the small towns . . is immune.
Days like yesterday are when I am reminded how hard we worked to find a place out in the country, and how happy we are to be living out here. It’s so peaceful. I may complain about the heat, the bugs, the snakes. I miss Chad and Nicole but really, there’s no place I’d rather be — on our little piece of land in our little house out in the middle of nowhere.
As we were finishing up the outside chores last night, I glanced upward and noticed the silver lining behind a couple of the clouds. In spite of the heartache and pain suffered by so many every day, the sun sets, and the sun rises and tomorrow brings a new day. For many, the pain of yesterday’s events will stay with them for a long time . . maybe forever. I’ll pray for those folks — for their physical injuries to heal. I’ll pray for those who are hurting emotionally. I’ll pray that someone with broad shoulders is there to support them, to hug them when they need a hug; to listen to them when they need to talk; to cry with them when they need to cry. And, I’ll pray for the mom and dad of the shooter. Those parents have to be hurting terribly.
And, I will pray the same prayer that I pray every day . . that you, my blog readers, have a happy home, enjoy being at home with your family and that your home is a place your family enjoys being. For me, there’s no place like home!
