Good morning All,
Just a quick note to let you know that this year October 28,2017 I will be doing the Making strides Against Breast Cancer Walk in Tampa. Most of you know that I have one sister who survived breast cancer and another sister and niece who did not. So my participation in this event is to honor them and also help raise money to research and fight this horrible killer. Please don’t feel obligated to but if you wish to make a donation to help support my walk just go to MakingStridesWalk.org. You might have to cut and paste this site. Every little bit helps.
Thank you I appreciate your support.
This beautiful hen belongs to my next door neighbor but thinks she lives in my back yard. I’ve tried everything I can think of to discourage her…well you wouldn’t say her visits because she now lives in my yard. At dusk my husband and I have watched her fly to the top of the privacy fence then ascend to a branch of the Laurel Leaf Cherry tree. With perfect balance she walks up slowly and jumps to higher branches until she hides herself among the leaves. It is a wonderful sight to see but…
I have a compost pile she has decided is her buffet and she loves to scratch in my garden and flower beds for the big fat earthworms that aerate the soil. When I see her hunting I chase her away but she has more patience than I do. I have a safe trap that my husband sets to catch unwanted varmints then he trucks them to safer (for us anyway) habitats. I’ve tried to lure her to this trap but she completely ignores it. She is one smart chick. When time comes for me to do my spring planting of my annuals I’m afraid she will eat my seed before they can germinate. It is not that my neighbor is uncaring because he too has tried to capture her so he can put her back in the pen where she belongs. He has other hens as well but this is the only wild girl. I have three hens of my own and she walks around their pen clucking to them but I can’t trick her to go inside.
I suppose when planting season comes I’ll just have to put out enough seed for her and myself.
Thanks for stopping by. Please come back soon and if you have any ideas of how to get this girl out of my life I would like to hear them. Oh no! Not chicken and dumplings.
There are so many songs that I like but the one that most represents me has a line that says “Lord you’ve been mighty good to me.” That is so true of my life, of course I’ve seen bad times and had heartache and sorrow just like anyone else. The thing is I’ve learned to count my blessings instead of dwelling on the bad. If we look around and see all the good that God has and does still give us.
I was blessed to have my sister, Betty Jean. She has gone home to be with Jesus and I know she is waiting for me. She and I shared so many things and music was a strong bond between us. She would hear a song she liked or buy a new CD then call me on the phone and play it so I could hear and vice versa.
Even though we lived in different states we talked at least once a week. Thank God for Alexander Graham Bell. We laughed and talked a lot; sometimes we’d be on the phone for over an hour. Our husbands asked “How can you find so much to talk about?” But unless you’ve been that close to someone you just plain can not understand. We shared everything good or bad; we could tell each other anything. I know she carried some of my secrets to her grave and I will do the same.
Yes Betty Jean was my sister but she was also my best friend. There are times I miss her almost more than I can bear; I’ll hear a song and think “I want Betty Jean to hear that.” I was so blessed to have her and I know we will be together again. I hope you have someone like this in your life. If so tell them how much they mean to you and always tell them you love them; God did not promise us tomorrow so you might not get another chance.
Thank you for stopping by. Please come back soon. God bless.
Friday I had a wonderful lunch with the lady who was my partner before I retired. She and I worked so close for so long she feels more like family than friend. Over the years we’ve laughed together, cried together and got madder than hell together. We had each other’s back. She knows all about my family and I her’s. Friday we exchanged stories about our grandchildren; they are all the smartest and cutest kids this old world every saw. Lunch ended much too soon but we parted with a promise to do this again soon.
I recall part of a song I learned as a child. I don’t remember all the words but the most important are, “Make new friends but keep the old; one is silver and the other gold.” I have to agree there is nothing like having someone you know and trust completely and it is exciting to make new friends.
Thank you for stopping by I hope you come back soon. As we say in the south, “y’all come.” God bless.