Sunday July 01, 2012
Our girls are old and their egg-laying has tapered off quite a bit. So, I bit the bullet and ordered the "rarest of rare" mix of chicks from Murray McMurray Hatchery. I was expecting them tomorrow but I received a call from the kindest person from the Pittsfield Post Office. She said they'd be at Stockbridge tomorrow but if I wanted to pick them up today, she would wait for me to come get them. All I needed to do was call her cell when I was outside the PO. Her kindness resonated with me. I jumped in the truck with Mia and headed up to Pittsfield and now the adorable balls of fluff are peeping happily in my kitchen..AHHHHH...the wonders of farming life!!
And Becky Narum couldn't resist picking up and loving one of the chicks. Love at first sight!!
Sunday June 10, 2012
We've added a second garden so we can grow lots of food to eat now and to put up for the winter. Jim was aided by one of the chickens. I just love the chickens. They crack me up with their antics!!
Who needs a rototiller when you have chicken?
Sunday June 03, 2012
I love Burtee so much. He's such a loyal and loving dog. He rarely leaves my side and is right there in my garden as a prepare to plant. Who else's dog loves to hang out in the garden?
Sunday May 20, 2012
The chickens were dying to get into the garden to peck around but were just as happy with our wheelbarrow full of weeds and bugs. Chickens really make me smile. Their antics are so entertaining.
Sunday April 29, 2012
I finally watched War Horse last night, well kinda. I have to say, while the cinematography was amazing, i found it difficult to watch the slaughter of young men and fine horses. War is truly a detestable thing. The futility. The loss. I so wanted to stay until the end, well-knowing there was a "happy" ending. But was it? Self interest, war, killing, death. Are those happy themes? The bond between animal and man was clearly shown but reduced to a mere indulgence when war became the goal. The softer, loving side side of humans was bulldozed by the aggressive, hateful side.
I don't know why this hit me so hard. Maybe that was Speilberg's objective. I am personally avoiding the newspaper and netwrok news these days as I am sick of sensationalized bad news! If we all focused on the good, the beauty and the miraculous, we would all be at peace with oursleves and therefore with everyone else.
So as I watch my three horses enjoying themselves in the pasture, eating grass, drinking spring water, and being horses, wild and free, I feel happy. We don't put them in stalls, we allow them to be in nature as they would be naturally. They know us and come running when we go down to their pasture, they want affection and of course, treats! They are not afraid. They are my Peace Horses. And I am grateful.
Sunday April 01, 2012
Well...not really. We turned our house into a TV studio with lights, cameras and PEOPLE everywhere.
Here he is while we were setting up - he jumped right through the Orvis frame to get to his coveted window seat:
So Burt went to stay with his grandparents and Uncle Echo.
Upon his return during the food styling photography, he found his window seat and re-established his place.
