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Ever Make These?

I am of an age now where ‘new’ things are the ‘old’ things I used to do when I was young.

Macramé is one of those ‘new’ things. I wanted to hang my orchids outside under our tree for summer. I thought I would macramé my own like I did so many years ago. But…

Having them already made to use quickly changed my mind. At the check-out I asked the clerk (who was about my age) if she ever did macramé. She said yes, she had. She made a plant hanger for her mother that she kept until she died. Isn’t that too sweet?

These knotted hangers were fun to make when I was a kid.

You know what? Think I’ll go get some materials so my grandkids and I can make a macramé pot hanger together for their mommas!

I wanted to hang my orchids in our tree for summer.
They are happy here.
Think my grandkids and I’ll make some for their mommas.

Farm Life—What’s Your Life?

Life on the farm is unique. What compares? Share your thoughts. We grow our own food, raise a bunch of critters, have a bunch of fun, love the land. Outdoors is best. I’m bias? Yes, I am… May I ask you this—Do you love the land?

How about you? What’s your ‘jam’? Tell us, please! As my mother used to say, “It takes all kinds to make this world, Midy”.

She was right.

Pond reflections of windmill. Have you ever considered the life of a pond?
Good day of fishing… he is the small one….
Dinner from our pond.
Nothing like line-dried clothes, yeah!
Our broody hen, Fifi…setting on 7 fertile eggs.
Evening-tide on the farm.
Coveralls are essential items out here! I love this land. I love my farm…what do YOU love?

What’s Your Name?

We all have more than one name. Think about it. How many names do you have? Mom, Honey, Babe, Aunt, Granny, Mrs., and sometimes, “Hey, you!”

I have another name too. All the animals know it well. Know what it is?

FOOD!

Oh, it is sweet to think when our animals look at me, whinny, moo or follow me it is because they love me so. But it is not. Truth is, they are

HUNGRY!

Yes, in their world, my name is Food.

My husband says I am not happy unless I am feeding something. Guess he is right.

They also have the mistaken notion that every time I come around them I owe them a treat. I do admit these animals are a bit spoiled. Most especially our horses. They are all seniors. In my mind they have earned their semi-retirement. Their treats are their ‘retirement pay.’

But, good grief, must they stare at me with such begging faces? Tell me, could you tell these faces no to an iddy-biddy treat?

Got anything your pocket?
Any hay comin’?
Just one more little treat—please?
Fork it over, I can smell it in your pocket.
Extra treats keep me warm, you know.
Hey, you! I’m waiting…
We all know where the treats are!
Hey, you, Food, I’m still waiting.

Tell me, how can these faces be turned down for treats?

A Great Outfielder

This is a quick post of photographs. After several grey, wet days, this beautiful, sunny day beckoned us out-of-doors to play catch.

HoneyPie is one great outfielder. I happened to have my phone during our play time and caught photos of her in action.

Her herding instincts are easy to see. I know very little about training herding dogs, though I have taught her ‘direction’. She will herd the chickens in at night.

I enjoy watching her play frisbee. She is adroit and remarkably fast for legs that are only 4″ long!

Down and waiting…
Watching, watching for which direction to go.
Signal seen.
She’s off!
Tracking carefully.
Poised for the catch.
Score!!
Pleased with success.
Go again?
Buster is still learning.
Ready whenever you are!

Well, time to head back outside…