When FD’s mother passed away in March of last year, we inherited a flock of two old roosters and eighteen old hens. At that time, we were only getting three to five eggs a day, so I decided we should order some new stock. This time, I wanted a variety of chicks instead of what … More PerfEgged Timing
I have taken on quite a few dirty jobs on Ten-Acre Ranch since FD and I moved here back in 2008. Most folks who come from a farm background or have a few acres of land, understand that dirty work is just part of this life. Of this dirty work, cleaning up after livestock is … More Dirty Job and a Measuring Stick
Almost every morning when looking out the kitchen window while finishing up the last of the breakfast dishes, I can find Emma and Ronnie deer, grazing in the yard. Of course, this time of year there are numerous weeds growing, and my herb and lettuce bed is sprouting all sorts of greens that deer like to nibble … More Shadowing Your Mom At Work
Friday brought very balmy, warm weather, the likes of which Oklahoma had not seen in a few weeks. While folks up north were experiencing the “Siberian Express” hurtling down the plains and bringing bitter, below freezing temperatures along with it, I was enjoying the last hours of our unseasonably warm conditions. I intended to make the … More Tough Skin
Lately, I have felt more of an inner nagging to sit down and write. But I have still not managed to put aside much of my self-inflicted work schedule to provide time to write a few lines and satisfy my inner spirit’s desire. Writing story about my observations and reflecting on nature is the root of who … More Some Days Are A Rat Race
Do you ever feel the notion to write when you are in the middle of a project that you cannot leave? Do thoughts of writing constantly bubble forth in your mind – the weaving and unraveling of a story or tale that you have a need to tell? These things happen to me all of the time. … More Too Many Hats and Too Many Irons in the Fire…
FD and I found ourselves quite busy over the 2014 holiday season. We traveled to Dallas for Christmas only to have the alternator go out in the car just a few miles from our destination. FD also discovered an issue with a broken driver’s side door. Uh, that was my fault. The week before I noticed … More Disastrous Dusting
I fretted something fierce the week before FD and I headed to New York City. It was our first real vacation in seven years. I wanted everything to be done here on our ten acres so that on our return we would not have so much to deal with. FD’s sister from Dallas, Sissy Jo, offered … More Catching Up After Vacation
Last fall, it became apparent that FD and I would have to deal with a dead walnut tree between the old barn and our metal storage building. Not only could strong winds and ice bring limbs down on either building, they could also fall and injure any critter that might have to occupy “Daisy’s pen” … More Nature’s Gym
My husband, FD, announced last night that he and his friend Hoot would not be working on the cabin this weekend. In my last post, “How I Lost My Husband to An Old Wooden River Bridge”, I lamented a little about spending so many weekends alone over the past year, while FD and Hoot worked … More The Untimely Arrival of the Honey Wagon…
Over the summer, most of the State of Oklahoma enforced a burn ban and I had not been able to clean up around the woodland area near the house. One of my favorite chores all through the year is to clean up the woodlands. Downed limbs and trees from ice storms, spring and summer storm … More Confounded Injuries… and Watership Down
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