Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Almost done...

Waterfall and pond are almost done.  Shane is excited to get fish in the pond this week.  A few more plants and a walkway and we can sit back and enjoy.  I can sit in my chair in the living room and hear the water when the window is open.  I love the sound of water.

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

guess what...

One of my fig trees has 2 little figs starting.  Not to count my figs before they ripen but...dibs.

Saturday, April 23, 2016

Blue Ribbon...

Today Sky won his first blue ribbon in 4H.  He did a public demonstration on how to make fudge and he did a great job.  Earned his way to compete at the county fair if he decides to give it a try.  I am so proud of him.  This was his first big public speaking all by himself and he did a great job.

Saturday, April 9, 2016

Survival of the fittest... or better armed...

Today my husband and I ran some errands getting the last few things to finish the back deck and getting a few plants for the front of the house.  Such a nice day just the two of us.


Then as we pulled up Turner, our black and white polish rooster, jumped in front of the truck and crows as if to tell us that was far enough.  I get out and he is right by my side, didn't think much about it and I turned to grab my purse and he attacked me!  Put 2 holes in my let right through my pants with his spurs and started pecking the heck out of my leg.  I hit him with my purse and he bounces off the tire to the truck and runs towards the chicken coop.  My leg is hurting really bad and I look down and there is blood around the holes in my pants.  As Turner starts running back toward me, I yell for Shane to help me and he comes over and stands between me and the rooster so I can get inside.  I take my pants off and blood is running down my leg.  Next think I know my hero husband is heading out the door with his trusty revolver in hand.


Unfortunately Shane emptied his revolver into Turner so we figured we wouldn't try to make soup out of him.  The farm is safe again...


I WIN!

Tuesday, March 22, 2016

New additions...

We adopted 2 parakeets a few months ago and they are now mommy and daddy!
They had 6 eggs and mom is very protective so I only see 4 have hatched.
Very different from the cute chicks we hatch.  Everyone is alive and well so we have a good mommy and daddy!  Not sure what we are going to do with more birds and not sure if they will want to lay more eggs in the future, lets home not!

Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Tinker

While driving back from Yuma Tinker took a turn for the worse.  He was coughing more and started to cough up some fluids that were pink, leading me to believe there was some blood.  I held him on my lap for a number of hours driving through Nevada and into Idaho.  I sang to him and told him I understood if he needed to go.  Along about Boise he was having a hard time staying on my lap.  Since I was driving a U haul I asked Sky to hold Tinker, laying on the couch in the RV.  Just after entering Oregon, Shane exited to a rest area and by the time I was able to park and get into the RV my little Tinker was gone.  He was almost 12 so I know he had a nice long life but I really didn't need to loose him too right now.


One thing odd is Danny started having liver issues and then Kabuki started having liver issues and Kabuki died 2 months and a few days after Danny.  Now, Tinker was diagnosed with a heart murmur in October, Dad passes from a sudden heart attack and just 2 months and a couple days later Tinker is gone.


I have buried my baby near my home and I am planning to plant a Dwarf Japanese Red Maple next to him this spring.  Here is the  headstone I have ordered for him.


I got word it has shipped and is due to arrive on dad's birthday.  It is granite, I think it is beautiful and it should look nice under the tree. 


I am thankful I have a wonderful husband who has been so amazing at holding me together these last couple months.  I long for the day I manage to not cry, I feel that day may never come though.

Monday, January 11, 2016

When will the pain ease...

 
I really thought that finally having the funeral would make things better.  But nothing is better.  Every ounce of my being aches.  I wish I had one more chance to talk to him.  One more day to tell him how much I love him.  I just don't know if I can make it.