Meanwhile back at the farm, there are three female ducks and one male duck called a Drake. On a peaceful morning, he'll be prominent on the fence to partake in the oversight of sunrise rituals on the farm. Everyone, including Mamma cat, gather around the hen-house when first eggs of the day are scooped from the coop. The… Continue reading Duck reflections
Category: Adventures
Building spring relationships
I knew it was going to happen as soon as the ground thawed. I've been prepared for it, even if I don't like it. They delivered the building supplies this week. And yesterday, out came their mallets and up went the start of the walls. The building that will block my sunrise view has claimed… Continue reading Building spring relationships
A superhuman chicken spoke
The day I met my chick homeys was a glorious day on the farm. It is so nice to make new friends. The cooped up chicks, along with their handsome beau, burst through the door of the hen-house. They gleefully clucked their way out into the warmth of the sunshine. Mr. Studly kept a watchful… Continue reading A superhuman chicken spoke
Mom, it’s just hair, it grows
When I decided to let my hair go grey, I figured, "Aw, it won't take that long to grow. It'll be easy." 2 years later, well, I'm mostly "done" and it wasn't that easy, nor did it grow that fast. But it was worth it. The easiest times during the process were when I wasn't… Continue reading Mom, it’s just hair, it grows
A day trip from Wisconsin to Jamaica
When in Wisconsin, and its a blizzard out, do like the birds do, and fly south. Or, better yet, go to Jamaica for a day - with the man of your dreams. Ya, mon, that's what I did. *Warning...this is a mushy post. For adult eyes only.* Here's the real meaty and mushy stuff. I… Continue reading A day trip from Wisconsin to Jamaica
Oh, Mon, is it too early for a drink?
I rubbed my eyes, it can't be time to get up, yet. What the hell, dear bladder? It's only 3:48 am and here I am on my way to the bathroom (the first trip of the day). I glanced at the window and saw white. A glimmer of white. Again. White. NOOOOOOOO! Oh, Mon, it… Continue reading Oh, Mon, is it too early for a drink?