
We got a new member in our family. Yes you could say that I'm certifiable, but the kids love him. He's not got a name for sure yet. Aubrey and Ralph are currently in the running.
My family (adult brothers and sisters and their kids) are going to South Haven, Michigan where we're renting a house. I told them i'd teach them all how to make this basket. It's fun...time consuming...and a little irritating to do if you're not in the right frame of mind.
I wouldn't want to do it for a living, but it's fun to make a basket here and there.
This one is really simple. It's not sprayed yet with the stain...I just finished it this morning! It's my sample basket!
The post office called at 6:30 am to tell us we had a package. Well, they said we had chicks. They didn't know they were baby mallards. We got 10 total, but 2 have died already. The pic is red because of the warming light. I have to tell you these things are so fun! I'll get a better pic, but they were born with webbed feet and these huge bills. So fun to watch! So different from chickens to be sure! Just hope no more die!
This is the guy that took all the photos on the Huntington Catholic Field trip to Washington DC in March 2008. He was a camera tote'in fool...took over 500 pictures!
You can see these photos at giddykids.com!
Last spring M came home with 2 little piglets. This was one of them. They're so cute when they're little, but as time goes by...they're pathetic. I never thought I'd be able to raise pigs (well I don't raise them...I stay afar away!). But they were cute!
This is our littlest chicken. We call him Blackie...creative, huh?
He's a laid back little rooster dude. This day it was after the huge snow dump and it was a little chilly out. He was sitting outside the hen house shivering. I felt so bad for him. I gave him some bread...he almost let me hand feed him. He was obviously out of sorts as he usually doesn't let me get this close to him. He's an exotic chicken...when you order chickens in groups of 25, they'll send you a couple exotics for fun. He's a fun one. ...sweet little bird.
Umm...we got skunked today. I wasn't actually fishing, but M was and I hated to point out to him that he was fishing a cold front. That's fishing terms for sucky fishing. Skunked means he didn't catch any fish. He got a ton on the weekend with his friend, but not today. IT still was good to get out in the fresh air.
How can I go a day without including a picture of the ice. It was about 9" thick. Don't let the cracks fool you. It was safe. We have a little spud we take along just to be sure but we didn't need the spud today because the guy in the 3 wheeler was out on the ice. There was no open water anywhere...well...except where M drilled the holes...and those froze up fairly quickly...
All in all...it was good to get out of the house...cabin fever be darned!
Today I went ice fishing with my husband. He asked me to email him my favorite photo that I took today. I have to say it's his mini heater. Remember I said ICE fishing as in we were standing and sitting and walking on ICE...of the frozen variety? Yes it was a mite bit chilly and it's much toastier if the heater is on in the shanty.
I said to M that all the people around here are saying how they can't wait for spring and how I was thinking...winter's just begun! I'm a northern girl at heart ...not a southern girl! I like my winters with lots of snow and cold clear days...AS LONG AS M BRINGS THE HEATER!
This is the neighbor's shed...we buy milk from them. These neighbors have the goats from a previous post. They milk the cows at 4am and at like 10pm everyday. They never go on vacation. When all is said and done they live below the poverty level. Hmm...food for thought when you get that next glass of milk, eh?
I'm still trying to find some real kids to put on this blog, but in the meantime, here's my furry kid. Philly. He has a twin sister, Lil, but she's not as sociable as Phil.
He's a funny people cat. He's really a barn cat, but he gets into the garage and house whenever he can!
It was a mite bit chilly today. Gotta love living in the north (well south of where I grew up, but still in the north), eh?
Springtime is around the corner. The neighbors have some baby goats! And Momma goat is careful to take care of baby.
Yes, baby goats are KIDS!