Renovating our 1930’s Cottage style Farmhouse
These are the days of autumn. Forecasters in our area say that the leaf color this year will be somewhat lackluster. We turn the heat on at night and the AC on during the day – crazy. Me, I’m holding on to the warm weather as long as I can and dancing in the gardens …
Especially at this time, I feel the need to remember and celebrate good and positive.
Our Lucky is growing. He is now practicing flying in the house. Soon we will have to make a difficult decision about his future. What a wonderful thing it has been including him in our furry and feathered family.
Scenes from around the farm this week. I’ll admit, this post is full of so many photos, it is a bit ridiculous.
Food and dirty dishes. Cooking, eating, growing my own herbs these passions collide into a beautiful thing. When there is a dishwasher in the house. We have been without a dishwasher for almost a year. It was broken beyond repair, and the funds weren’t there to replace it and or there were other financial …
I eat too many potatoes, that is why my rear end is the size of Texas. Yesterday while I was in the grocery store the clouds parted, a stream of brilliant light shone down and angels began to sing. There – right there – in front of me was a bin of colossal football sized potatoes, stocked …
As I walk around my property, every tree stump, dark shadow on the edge of the woods, is a disguised bear waiting to jump out and grab me and drag me away to their hidden den. I’ll never be seen again.
Why is there a peacock in my living room? We have so many projects going at once. We start one, then something comes up and we stop what we are working on and move on to something else. Please tell me we aren’t the only ones with too many irons in the fire?
If it is possible for a chicken to squeal with delight, Dottie did just that. Baby Pepper proclaimed “I’ve got sisters!”
