Isn’t Grayson handsome in this photo! His tail has grown back and his hens are full-grown. He just feels so important again!
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Seven Miles
Getting back into riding seemed daunting to think about. I rode everywhere in the city, but once I moved here I quit. The country road is just two lanes, and in the morning the commuters are late, and just like in the city… they drive too fast. Hence my fear of narrow riding spaces and being found dead in a ditch bank, have weighed heavily on my mind. But I have resolved to ride again, and so begins my journey back to health and fitness.
I started back last week actually, and I have surprised myself by surpassing my expectations for distance. Each ride’s distance starting with 4 miles, then 5, and today’s 7 mile ride serve to boost my confidence.
Today I took pictures.
Of grazing cattle.
A cotton field softened by the humid haze in the air.
A cotton blossom drenched in dawn’s dew kiss.
A newly plowed field that want’s planting with perhaps another chance at corn for this year… we’ll see.
A small working farm… well OK, it excites this X-City girl to see such things. I can’t help it!
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And then its the end of the road. I did not expect or plan to reach this goal so fast, and yet, here I am.
Looking across the highway…
… at tomorrow’s ride.
Where will it lead?
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I turn around and head home. Pedaling down the road I feel summer’s hot breath against my skin. Perspiration beads on my face and rolls down my spine. I pedal harder to reach the top of the hill and wonder if I can break 20 mph on the downside.
Push, push, push up the hill… I crest…
Now pushing faster the wind blasts down into my helmet cooling my head, and leaning forward I gain the speed to hit 24 mph!
I love to ride.
The New Kids on the Block: or how I plan to win the war against ticks.
I have a tick problem.
So I needed to take the cats in for their shots and to get more rounds of flea and tick med for cats and dogs. Ticks are just outrageous this year! I comb the cats every single morning when they come in to sleep and Fatty Cat never fails to have a tick or two on her even with the meds!
So, I am gathering up kitties to put them in carriers and fatty is in the kitty room (small X-closet with a window). I step over the baby gate like always, grab FC, step back over to get out and get my big toe stuck in the works of the baby gate! Down we go and I think I have broken my foot again! I sat there awhile waiting for the pain to subside and finally felt calm enough to try and get up. It hurt, but thankfully I was OK.
Since my foot is not broken, I now have to find and catch FC because now she doesn’t trust me after I fell and nearly crushed her.
Fast forward to this morning… its time to go out and do my morning routine of feeding, watering, and turning out the chickens and geese. I’m nearly out the door when I realize that I don’t have my glasses and have not even run a comb through my pillow ravaged hair…
Off to the bathroom, grab the comb look in the mirror and see a bit of mulch or leaf chip in my hairline, I swipe at it and it doesn’t come out. Try a couple more times, nope, not coming out. I lean in to have a closer look in the magnifying mirror and HORRORS! The leaf chip has legs!
ITS A TICK!
My first thought is to panic, but then I calmly reached up, pulled the little sucker out, and threw her into the toilet. I watched with some satisfaction as she slowly swirled down and away…
Now I will be looking in my hairline over the next two weeks for a target shaped rash. Oh GACK!
In the meantime I will be watching my new recruits in the tick battle. My new little Keets!
This morning I took them out of the brooder and put them into their own little pen located in a nice shady spot.
They seemed happy enough…
After watching them a bit I went back inside to work. Awhile later I went out to see this!
It was the welcoming committee! Geese, chickens, and Claus had all come to inspect the new arrivals!
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Still later, I went out and found that the novelty had worn off…
Well, except for Topper! It seems that the temptation to get a closer look had gotten the better of him, and now he couldn’t get out! I took pity on him, went in, and rescued him from his folly.
“Whew, that was a close one… I didn’t think I was ever gonna get out!” he whispered to Tippy as they strolled across the lawn.
Something to smile about…
I woke up at 2:30 this morning and unable to go back to sleep I got up and went to the kitchen for a drink of water. Standing there I notice this strange sound in the center of the kitchen. I have been hearing it for the past three days, and once again wonder what it is and where exactly it is coming from. Suddenly it hits me… its running water! Dropping to the floor I put my ear to the wood and sure enough it is definitely running water.
Quickly I grab a flashlight and run out to the meter to turn off the water to the house. I go to the crawl space, pull open the door, and look inside to find that the soil under the house is wet and sweaty looking. The smell emanating from under there is nothing short of awful, and I now realize that I had smelled it coming through the vents last week. I had passed it off as mouse bait at the time. Not so!
Now I really can’t sleep.
I wait for dawn and for Bob to get up so I can tell him the bad news. After Bob goes to work I wait some more for the plumber to open up so I can call for them to come fix it, and I tell myself, “We can’t afford this right now.” But then who can these days?
When I finally reach the plumber they promise to send someone right out to take care of it. (yeah right!)
So while I wait some more I go out into the garden to try to cheer myself up, and as always, I take my camera
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I was surprised to find these caterpillars on my parsley that I’d let go to seed! Aren’t they beautiful?
And although the coneflowers were ravaged by Japanese beetles this year it did not affect the all important source of nectar, and the bees of all kinds and butterflies too were glad for a sip in this heat. Oh, and do you see the little crab spider?
This little lady could not sit still, so you will not get to see her true lavender beauty, but I promise you it is there. Don’t you love her bar striped antennae? Can you spy the little black ant?
This fellow, as I imagine him to be, had the most intense coloration. Simple yet intense. Slate gray with hints of turquoise and rose, an orange mantle, and every other bit of him jet black. Moths that spend their time out in the daylight are few and this one never left the oregano blossoms.
This little bee is a living jewel of emerald green. There were several in the herb bed this morning!
It needs to be said that I have owned several Buddleia bushes in my time and never liked them. They just never lived up to their name of “Butterfly Bush.” I loved the smell, but saw nary a butterfly… till I planted one here in the country that is!
This beauty spends half the day here. Sipping nectar in great draughts it seems unbothered by its close proximity to me on the front porch. Apparently, being beautiful as we flutter along on a summer day is hot work!
And finally, I have no idea if this a wasp or bee, but it certainly proves that God has a sense of humor!
She comes with a Smiley Face indelibly imprinted upon her back!
Well, I certainly hope you’re having a ‘Nice Day!’ Mine is now looking pretty good!
Life on the Farmlet 