Tuesday, June 2, 2020

Chickens Meet Chickens





We intermingled our chickens this weekend. The littler girls spent two nights in the chicken tractor within the yard with the big girls, and yesterday I let them all out. Libby didn't care one bit, but Paprika spent about half the day chasing the flock of teenagers around the yard and picking out a feather here and there whenever she got the chance.

At night I'm still having to go out and gather the blob of babies and move them into the hen house to roost, but I think they'll get the hang of it soon enough.


So far they all seem a little suspicious of each other, but they're making it work. I feel confident it won't be long before they're one big happy family.






And now that the old chicken coop is vacated, I can't help but let my mind wander to who the next occupants could be................................ turkeys? Geese? Guineas?


Don't you think my flock could use a little more flair?

Friday, May 29, 2020

Walking














No real deep thoughts or funny stories here today. Just stopping in to share a walk in the gray that was earlier this week, smiling at how differently they choose to dress these days, and feeling happy about how good Suka was on her leash.

Have a great weekend, friends.

Friday, May 22, 2020

This Moment


Sharing a moment from the week- a simple, special, extraordinary moment that I want to savor and share. 

Audrey and Henry, playing Nanny's piano without arguing... one of the same three songs over, and over, and over again. Loudly.

Wednesday, May 20, 2020

Puh-NAH-Noh

We were gifted a treasure this week: Nanny's piano (or as Audrey used to call it, Nanny's puh-NAH-noh). It's as if Fate has had us prepping for it for months... we have been discontent with our furniture arrangement and have been playing with our couches and side tables and rugs since before Christmas. As luck would have it, the perfect spot for a baby grand was currently wide open and vacated when we got word that Nanny wanted us to have her piano.

After some research we decided to reach out to Metroplex Piano Moving, and within 24 hours we had everything arranged. This morning, it arrived.




They made it look so easy, and in no time it was all set up and attracting the attention of the locals...




Aside from this piano being a beautiful gift in and of itself, it has so much more added value because of it's sentimentality. After all, this Puh-NAH-noh has been a part of some of Audrey's (and later Henry's) earliest memories of their Nanny, which makes it pretty much priceless.




Monday, May 18, 2020

Fifth Grade Farewell

Like so many kids right now, Audrey was cheated out of a milestone when school closed for spring break and never reopened. She was supposed to be the big fish in the little pond; she was supposed to challenge the teachers to a kickball tournament, she was supposed to get to march through the school in triumph while all the under-grades acted sad and pretended to cry, she was supposed to have another string orchestra concert... but instead she's had zoom meetings, online testing, and no real closure with her favorite teachers.

I think the teachers at her awesome school were feeling the same way about this lack of closure, and they decided that they were going to do something about it. They actually pulled together a socially-distanced parade to show some love and give everyone the chance to say goodbye.

Audrey didn't want to do it.

Then she just wanted to get it over with.

Then, when we were in line to drive the gauntlet of smiling, singing, honking, and cheering teachers, something changed...






...I think she changed her mind. I think she saw the effort, the flair, and the love that was there for her. I think she found a little closure and some warm fuzzies.


I think she was glad Mom made her go.

Saturday, May 16, 2020

Yikes


Working along, notice Suka barking and running back and forth around the boulders outside my office window, go outside to check it out... yikes.

That's one way to wrap up a Friday!

Monday, May 11, 2020

Mother's Day Flowers





I hope everyone had a good Mother's Day yesterday. I know I did...

A potato-egg-cheese breakfast burrito and a hot cuppa joe to start the day...
Uninterrupted time in the garden to weed, pick beans, and tie up tomatoes...
The chance to finally do something resembling a pedicure...
Steaks on the grill and a cold glass of white bordeaux...

But topping all that was a walk around the property with my girl, during which she chatted the entire time and stopped frequently to point out flowers I should cut and pick the plentiful dewberries (eating about a third of them... the berries that is). About halfway through our walk she stopped and looked at me and said, "I love you." And then she moved on.

This girl will be a teenager in just over a year and already has a habit of holding everything in and keeping the hard stuff to herself until it's a really big deal. This weekend I saw an opportunity to develop these walks into an avenue into her heart, her thoughts, and her processes.

Just me and her.

We got back to the house with about a pound of dewberries for the freezer, a nice wild bouquet, and a connection that was refreshed by our simple stroll around the field. It was the best Mother's Day gift I think I could have received, and I'm sure I'll be using it again.