The weekend was BEAUTIFUL here. I spent time digging up some ornamental grass - hateful stuff, that. Looks like real grass, acts like real grass...blah, why not just plant grass in the flower bed and make it easier. Richard spent time scooping fertilizer (horse manure LOL) and spreading it in the garden. Then he got on his trusty orange toy (the tractor) and tilled it in. He also planted corn and more spinach. Now if we could just keep the chickens from flying the coop, literally, and eating the seeds.
Today it's storming, and the power has flickered a time or two. It's not supposed to be tornadic though. The rain is good for the plants.In the next few days, I expect a new batch of chicks. The last batch was less than promising with only six living chicks out of the forty-two eggs I incubated. And usually half of the living ones turn out to be roosters. Three new hens won't cut it when it's time to kill off the old ones, which will number close to twenty.
On another note, my youngest daughter turned 13 this past week. I was sick in bed on her birthday. I felt so bad to not be able to enjoy it with her--the smell of her chosen dinner sent me running back to bed, if you know what I mean. She understood, at least. I also graduated to having another driver in the house. Arrgghh! My newly turned 16 yo son got his driver's license last week as well.
This week should be a normal stay at home week. Hallelujah!
How about your week, either last or this. What's going on with you? I'd love to pray for you, just comment on this post, or send me an e-mail using the icon on the left just below my picture.
Blessings,
Ginger
