Friday, March 29, 2013
I Think It's Right Around the Corner...
I went for a walk this afternoon up around Buck Horn Lake and saw lots of promising signs that Spring is about to burst upon us...
The ferns are sending up their bright green fronds, the snow has melted from under the trees, and the lake has changed from the glistening white ice to a deep grey. It won't be long before the inky black of the waters below start to show and then it will be 'ice out' which will be a true sign of spring.
I startled 3 white-tailed deer as I made my way around the lake. A few minutes later another bounded across my path and into the woods. The other day I watched a deer wade across the cove of the river. There is definitely a healthy deer population this year.
The chickens keep escaping from their pen to forage among the dead leaves and scratch through the flower gardens. Raven believes her job is to herd them back into their pen. She chases each one to the fence and waits until it flies over before going to herd another hen back to her place also. It's so funny to watch. If they don't go back to the fence, Raven will put her paw gently on the hen's back and look over to whomever is outside as if to say, "Please help me with this disobedient bird!" Once all the hens are back in the pen, Raven proudly wags her tail and searches for more 'wrongs to right'.
The ferns are sending up their bright green fronds, the snow has melted from under the trees, and the lake has changed from the glistening white ice to a deep grey. It won't be long before the inky black of the waters below start to show and then it will be 'ice out' which will be a true sign of spring.
I startled 3 white-tailed deer as I made my way around the lake. A few minutes later another bounded across my path and into the woods. The other day I watched a deer wade across the cove of the river. There is definitely a healthy deer population this year.
The chickens keep escaping from their pen to forage among the dead leaves and scratch through the flower gardens. Raven believes her job is to herd them back into their pen. She chases each one to the fence and waits until it flies over before going to herd another hen back to her place also. It's so funny to watch. If they don't go back to the fence, Raven will put her paw gently on the hen's back and look over to whomever is outside as if to say, "Please help me with this disobedient bird!" Once all the hens are back in the pen, Raven proudly wags her tail and searches for more 'wrongs to right'.
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
Spring?
Yes, I, too, am wondering where all that wonderful spring weather is. The snow has faded from the lawn, but there is still the remains of a 'snow beast' in the backyard and my daffodils are at a standstill after that last blast of winter.
Jonathan and Ian have been busy digging a pit in the garden. Jonathan thought he'd dig a tunnel from the garden to the swing set, but then decided that he needed help. Ian didn't agree to helping, but between the two of them they get enough mud caked onto their clothes that they are emptying the pit even if they don't use a shovel!
Dwalin the goat kid is growing like crazy. He loves to run around the backyard following Marc as he does his chores. Mavis (the mother goat) is doing better after a slight surface infection of the udder. We had to give her antibiotic injections twice a day--I NEVER expected my medical training to be used on goats!
We're still looking for a new location for the Unadilla Artisan Guild. Wayne is working on another cut glass design and I have 3 quilts in various stages of completion. The other artisans are busy, too, and we all look forward to the day when we can open a shop again.
The quote of the moment...When discussing the importance of Palm Sunday at church, the question was asked what Palm Sunday was. Jonathan quickly answered, "Jesus rode a donkey into Jerusalem." Ian added, "The donkey's name was Eeyore." (Now, I bet that's a bit of information you hadn't heard!)
Jonathan and Ian have been busy digging a pit in the garden. Jonathan thought he'd dig a tunnel from the garden to the swing set, but then decided that he needed help. Ian didn't agree to helping, but between the two of them they get enough mud caked onto their clothes that they are emptying the pit even if they don't use a shovel!
Dwalin the goat kid is growing like crazy. He loves to run around the backyard following Marc as he does his chores. Mavis (the mother goat) is doing better after a slight surface infection of the udder. We had to give her antibiotic injections twice a day--I NEVER expected my medical training to be used on goats!
We're still looking for a new location for the Unadilla Artisan Guild. Wayne is working on another cut glass design and I have 3 quilts in various stages of completion. The other artisans are busy, too, and we all look forward to the day when we can open a shop again.
The quote of the moment...When discussing the importance of Palm Sunday at church, the question was asked what Palm Sunday was. Jonathan quickly answered, "Jesus rode a donkey into Jerusalem." Ian added, "The donkey's name was Eeyore." (Now, I bet that's a bit of information you hadn't heard!)
Saturday, March 9, 2013
A Taste of Spring
The thermometer was in the high 40's this afternoon and the sun was shining but the most exciting thing was the sound of a red-winged blackbird singing! Spring can't be far away when we start hearing that beautiful song.
I was able to ply some yarn on my spinning wheel while sitting on the side porch enjoying the beautiful day. Raven had a great time 'hunting' in the field (going from woodchuck hole to woodchuck hole trying to find the critters). Marc let Dwalin (the baby goat) out of his pen and run around the backyard. There is nothing as cute as a baby goat jumping and dancing around the yard. Jonathan pulled out the baseball and bat. I think we all have a bit of spring fever.
I was able to ply some yarn on my spinning wheel while sitting on the side porch enjoying the beautiful day. Raven had a great time 'hunting' in the field (going from woodchuck hole to woodchuck hole trying to find the critters). Marc let Dwalin (the baby goat) out of his pen and run around the backyard. There is nothing as cute as a baby goat jumping and dancing around the yard. Jonathan pulled out the baseball and bat. I think we all have a bit of spring fever.
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