September 16th

Chickens

They are everywhere.

Especially around here.

I've had the cutting board and the 

wicker basket for years

before we owned hens.

Clairvoyance?

It's still molting season here.

Feathers, feathers everywhere!

Can't blame the girls from wanting

to take any excess feathers off in

this oppressive heat.

But,

they aren't laying.

We are down to our last 8 eggs.

I've had those nonproductive staff

meetings where they attend, but only for

the after meeting treats.

As I wrap up the meeting, they cluck

in agreement, but I don't think

they are really listening......

Freeloaders..

Nugget and Pepper have

much less feathers than their sisters.

They look like Zombie Chickens!

Poor babies.

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The backyard farm is looking a bit

haggard from the heat too.

There's still a few hardy veggies

that we've been able to collect.

Cucuzza

(that's blood oranges in the background)

Bell Peppers

Roma tomato

That's the giant Eggplant bush

There are a few small ones in there.

We harvest them when they get a tad bigger,

unless the hens get to them first!

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Boy, I'm getting old.

(Ta Dum, Hiss)

I need my glasses for everything.

The other night, while getting up to

use the bathroom, I stumbled over the 

end of the bedspread.

NO, 

I didn't have my glasses on.

I wouldn't have been able to see

in the semi-dark anyway.

But, 

I stumbled around like a bat 

with its' sonar malfunctioning.

Then, I jammed my pinky toe

on the door jam into the bathroom.

All this while doing an 

impressive one footed pirouette

before flopping back onto the bed.

(The Romanian judge gave me a 10/10!)

To my credit, I never yelled,

I simply hissed through my teeth for

20 minutes!

Never once did the CEO awaken.

Commendable, right?

But,

Speaking of stumbling....

Last week I was walking through the yard,

aiming to get to the compost heap

with a load of veggie scraps

in my hands,

when a small green snake

decided to slither across my left foot.

Let me be clear...

I had a pair of flip flops on.

That meant that the snake skin and

my skin made direct contact!!!

My immediate reaction?

I'll explain in easy to understand terms.

I screamed like a 3 year old who 

lost her Mommy in a department store!

The veggie scraps went airborne.

Then I flapped my arms as though

I'd get lift off.

All this while high stepping like

teenaged majorettes in a 

choreographed dance routine!

Wasn't pretty.

I looked for that little offender

but I couldn't find him.

He slithered off into HELL!

Listen,

I love animals,

all kinds of animals,

BUT...

God made a few design errors.

Snakes - No arms, No legs.

I'm thinking His Angelic R&D 

in Heaven was either misinformed

or they miscalculated the outcomes

of design on building snakes!

Unless, that's their little inside joke.

"Let's scare the crap outta humans!"

That's just my opinion,

but I'd like to add a few more...

Mosquitos,

No redeeming qualities.

Back to the drawing board please.

Love bugs,

Why?

Another inside joke?

"Let's see humans wash this off their cars!"

Roaches,

Yeah, this picture is of them as they meet

 their Maker again.

Shoulda thought this one out a bit more too.

Only good roach

is a dead roach!

As I said,

these are my opinions,

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Another recipe from my daughter.

If I haven't said it,

she's a great cook!

Hope you like this one....

Sweet Potato Quiche

Preparation:

Looks yummy!

We'd have to sub some other kind of cheese

because the CEO doesn't like goat cheese.

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Hazel says "hi"