Life Goes On……….
Number two son took pity on me and ravaged the rat hedge! He chopped and stomped and filled the greens waste bins to maximum capacity, and in doing so, removed the majority of the nest. After trash pick up day the balance will easily fit in the empty bins, and I will be comfortable tackling it, for the rats have fled. Where, I don’t want to think about today.
We then huddled and pondered the shorn links and knew that something had to be done to address their exposing nakedness. Thankfully an epiphany dawned. We were repairing, not replacing the existing fence, therefore a trip to city hall became unnecessary, thus we gave ourselves over to change. Unfortunately, this panel will be lonely for awhile. Waiting for the next repair to eventually join it in all its costly splendor.
Guess what, there was a gate buried beneath the jungle of vines. We are still tossing the idea of keeping it back and forth, waiting for it to land.
Look, see, whata ya know. The barbecue rubble was useful after all. Snort.
I caught her in the act. She is an egg eater. Ever since I banished Clementine from the coop we are getting brown eggs again. She never ate the green ones, their shells are as hard as rocks. Clementine does not lay anymore, we have had her for five moves now, which easily puts her at six or more years old. When I banished Clementine, Baby, the white eared chicken, ran out and joined her. She refuses to return to the inside, and I am not inclined to make her. It is not because Baby also doesn’t lay. It is that these two have been together forever, we bought them as tiny chicks the same day, and besides these chickens are not just for eggs, they are pets too, so I let them hang around, until they don’t.
Well, now I have a problem. I really do not want to come out one day and find the aftermath of a raccoon, but this is the black chicken. This is Batman’s chicken, so number two grandson was most distressed when he heard I had arranged to give her a new home. For you see, he has a black bunny, and a black dog, and a black chicken. Sigh…….
The boys harvested their first crop of corn. We had it for dinner that night, and it was scrumdiddlyumptious.
Looking at the door in the picture with the corny boys reminded me of the window repair adventure number one daughter has commenced upon. She has finished these two. It is so satisfying to have a window for the living room. It has been non-functional for the last fifteen years!
Her window adventure has been temporarily moored in the shoals by the winds blowing off the rat hedge, and a new commission for a custom piece of jewelry. The pause has given me time to decide upon a color for the house, and white on white on white on white, has been selected. I tell myself that it is not because I am cheap, only practical. For as I did a bit of reading regarding pigment, heat, longevity, etc…… It became apparent that the more pigment you put into your paint, the shorter its life span. Well, I never want to have to do this again, so the least pigment I could come up with was white. Now I just need stand firm and quell the rebellion the color guard has begun.
Besides, when we get done with all the landscaping I have in mind, and the plants mature and flower and lush up the place, color would just be superfluous anyways.
On a happy note. I have made my peace with the lemon monster that resides in the far corner of my kingdom. For my grandson is making and selling lemonade to help pay his way to Camp Cherry Valley on Catalina Island. It will take a lot of juicing and cooking to make enough lemonade to pay his way. I will say though, it is so tasty that as soon as he sets up, it goes, and most people want seconds. So I have learned to love this prolific monster for helping to teach my grandson the value of hard work, and the joy of a dollar earned from it. For with his lemonade income, along with the recycling he collects, sorts, and ferries to the recycling center in his little red wagon, I am sure he will reach his goal all by himself, and what a thrill that will be for him.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow,
Praise Him all creatures here below,
Praise Him all ye heavenly hosts,
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
❤️ Blessings Belinda