It’s been awhile…

This past year (April to April) has found me away from the keyboard and for the most part bummed about it.  So  much has happened, mostly good, but some really incapacitating and frustrating.

In April of 2024 I went to see a “Deer” friend and I really wanted to share all the fun I had with her on her ranch.  But when I got back home I had hand surgery scheduled for my right hand to fix some arthritis issues in my thumb and to release the trigger finger of the same hand.  The thumb issue went well!  The trigger finger got stiff, would not straighten out, and left me unable to type unless using two fingers and the Columbus Method.

A second surgery was finally scheduled to release and remove the scar tissue.  This left me with a cut that most looked like Zorro had been there!  The cut was a big that started a vertical path in my mid palm, went up to the fold and across, then zigged back and up, ending just at the fold of my middle finger where it meets the palm.  This total process took a whole year to complete and heal from.

GREAT, I thought!  I’m finally able to type with some stiffness, but basically able to hit the right keys with that still somewhat stiff middle finger…

Meanwhile, we have been working almost non stop this spring to finally get our garden planned, cleaned, fenced, gates installed, and my seedlings into the ground…

AND THEN I TRIPPED AND FELL IN THE GARDEN.

The resulting fall had me on the ground and screaming in agony. And, yes, I did say something of the sort:

@$#%&%%$##*()(*&^$#@#!!!  

You didn’t want to be there.  I couldn’t even get up, but thankfully Bob was right there to help me.  I had sprained my left ankle, landed on and bruised both knees, and fractured my right wrist.  Bob tried to lift me, but everything hurt so much that I couldn’t assist in my own lifting.

He finally put my walking staff into one of the square steel channels that makes the corner frame supports for our compost bin.  I grabbed the staff with my good left hand, and he sat on the ground and literally pushed my backside up into the air while I pulled.  It took several tries but eventually I was up and onto my feet.

That was about six weeks ago.  All the muscles and tendons are still stiff and sore through my whole hand, as well as into and past the wrist. But, good news, I am allowed to garden so long as I wear my splint while working!

I’m back, and I will be telling you of my trip to see my “Deer” friend soon!

 

 

PS:  If you find any typos or misspellings, well, that hand is getting better day by day…

 

Scrap Happy for February 15, 2025

It has been a long time since I posted for Scrap Happy.  And, yes, this is a second post for today, but I didn’t want to miss out!

Scrap Happy is a once a month post wherein we use our quilting scraps or other finds to make something new, creative, fun and useful.  Most posts are made of quilting scraps; but not always!

Today I share my chicken yard roost.  It was made primarily of small saplings, and a few larger limbs cut from the fence line you see in the background of my photo. Everything had become quite wild and overgrown, so Bob chopped them all down. I decided to put the trunks and limbs into my project, rather than leave it out front for the monthly large items pickup.

The whole project took about two days. I used a bit of leftover lumber for the square frame. I attached legs cut from the largest tree limb, and then screwed the cut saplings to the top for a roosting area.

It took a bit, but my chickens have come to really appreciate it on rainy days when the soil is wet and soggy.

I enjoyed this project and it kept the yard cleanup mess from becoming “junk” going to the landfill!

ScrapHappy happens each month on the 15th.  The many participants are listed below, and although they don’t participate every time, it’s always fun to see what they have created from their scraps!

KateGun, EvaSue, Birthe, Turid, Susan, Cathy,  Tracy, 
JanMoira, SandraChrisAlysClaireJeanDawnGwen,
Sunny, Kjerstin, Sue LVera, Ann, Dawn 2, Carol, Preeti,
NóilinViv, Karrin, Amo, Alissa, Tierney and Hannah

Thanks for visiting!

 

 

An unpublished post written in antiquity to help me get going… With current events added just for fun.

 

“What if the joke comes to life and nobody gets it?”

 

I was at CT Garven’s the other day buying feed and seed for my chickens and geese.  To say that the cost of feed has gone up would be an understatement.  About fourteen years ago, when I first began keeping chickens and geese, the cost of a 50 lb. bag of feed was only about $8.00 and scratch was a bit less.  At the time of the post, the cost of feed was just under $19.00 (currently 26.00),  and the scratch was about $16.00  Amazingly, the current price on scratch has dropped to $14.00 per 50 lb bag! 

It used to be that when one referred to the cost of something being negligible, or the wages of a job being too low, you would refer to them as being “Chicken Scratch”  or alternately “Chicken Feed.”  Apparently, this statement has become outdated.

Anyway, back to the feed store.  When the lady behind the counter rang up the total of my purchase, $35.00 and some change, I was in shock to say the least!  But chickens and geese gotta eat.

So I opened my purse to pay the clerk and out flew a moth!

I began to laugh, which garnered strange looks from her and the other clerk behind the counter, which meant I had some explaining to do.

I proceeded to tell them about the joke of the moth flying out of your wallet, or purse in my case, symbolizing being poor or broke.   They just stared.  I looked at the lady in front of me and thought, “She must be my age, how come she doesn’t remember that one?”  So I payed and left.

Walletmoth

I guessed I was showing my age.  Still, being curious I went searching to find out if the symbol was  regional, or perhaps tied to the depression era.  So, I was pleasantly surprised to find that not only is the joke alive and well, but you can even purchase wallets with moth designs on them!

So why didn’t they get it?

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And now for the quasi-updated, but mostly almost a year old news…

Since you last heard from me I’ve had a total knee replacement.  On October 3rd of last year. 

Please be advised, that if the surgeon tells you it will take about a year to fully heal; believe him. 

Things I did not expect with the surgery? That the straining of moving/hobbling along, in the early days would, put stress on my lower back, hips and my (sorta) good  R. knee.  That my hip bursitis from 30 years ago is BACK.  My other doc informed me during that time, that my spine has “a bit of” stenosis.  Now I know the surgery hasn’t caused this, but it surely hasn’t helped.  Oh yes, and it is possible for your newly repaired L. knee to leave you one quarter inch taller on your left side which, bizarrely, you really can feel.  I now have a 1/4 inch heel lift in the shoe of the R. foot.  It’s made a significant improvement in my pain level.  

Another surprise was not being able to sit in a chair at my computer for even fifteen to twenty minutes, and forget about the sewing machine.  What! No quilting?  

Once about four or five months back; I sat at the computer trying to get through the email tsunami in my inbox and lost track of time…  An hour later I tried to get up and couldn’t.  Sitting here on the office chair, I hadn’t realized that the wheels allowed me to push forward bending my knees,  with the air conditioning blowing on them.   They were locked into a frozen bend.  I hollered and Bob came in to assist rescue me to a standing position, then helped me to the other room to sit in the recliner.  It was bad. 

It remains that my (sorta) good knee needs replacing too. 

Hell may freeze before that comes to pass.

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OK, before I leave, here is a little mental math quiz.  It has a purpose. 

1 × 70 
2 × 35
5 × 14
7 × 10
10 × 7
14 × 5
35 × 2
70 × 1

Most all of you will know what this is, but will you discern it’s significance?

Because everyone needs a good porch frog

Do you have one?

Most mornings before sunrise I go out with Bob, sit on the bench, and…

Talk to the frog.

Meanwhile, Bob is putting his things in his car, getting in and backing out the drive.  We wave goodby and I go back in, but not before thanking the little green porch frog for a job well done.

Apparently, he eats A LOT of bugs in the night… just judging by the mess he leaves below.  😐

But I can’t complain, because he’s just so stinkin’ cute!

Well, I think he is.

~*~

Good Morning!