I ended up adding six orphan hens to the flock, as friends are downsizing because of relationship issues. They were a sorry mess, let me tell you. Apparently, they lived in an area that did not allow chicken husbandry, so they were stealth chickens. Kept in a way-too-small pen. As is the way with chickens, one was a beetch and pretty much plucked two of them bald. It took a couple days for them to realize they did not have to stay in the coop and now they are experiencing zoomies.
Speaking of zoomies, Lovey is going to really miss her pal, Fae. After all the lip rolling (on Lovey's part), they ended up getting along very well. And there was also the fact that Rosie worked from home, so the dogs were rarely alone. This is a comfort point for a dog wracked with anxiety. However, we will muddle through.
I had the opportunity to meet my friend, Els' husband, Kees, for dinner last Friday. He was with a group cycling across the country via a northern route. Thousands of miles. It boggles the mind. I had followed their progress, thanks to a nicely kept daily journal by the tour leader. You can find it here. Kees was easy to spot, as he was the only rider with a yellow bike frame. Their route to the Atlantic brought them close enough to the LLF so that we could meet. It was very enjoyable. I am looking forward to Els' visit, a week from Saturday. I think it will be at a much lower key, as she is dogless and serene.
I also had the opportunity to meet my bestie for breakfast last Saturday! Social life went from 0-60!
The garden (and everything else) has been shamelessly neglected, so I will be weeding, cajoling and doing laundry and general catch-up from dawn to dusk this weekend. There will also be a very laden trip to Goodwill. Lawsymercy.
I have no photos, but I will work on jazzing up the blog in the next post - which will feature an overview of the garden and the culinary delights experienced in a house with a glut of summer squash.
Speaking of zoomies, Lovey is going to really miss her pal, Fae. After all the lip rolling (on Lovey's part), they ended up getting along very well. And there was also the fact that Rosie worked from home, so the dogs were rarely alone. This is a comfort point for a dog wracked with anxiety. However, we will muddle through.
I had the opportunity to meet my friend, Els' husband, Kees, for dinner last Friday. He was with a group cycling across the country via a northern route. Thousands of miles. It boggles the mind. I had followed their progress, thanks to a nicely kept daily journal by the tour leader. You can find it here. Kees was easy to spot, as he was the only rider with a yellow bike frame. Their route to the Atlantic brought them close enough to the LLF so that we could meet. It was very enjoyable. I am looking forward to Els' visit, a week from Saturday. I think it will be at a much lower key, as she is dogless and serene.
I also had the opportunity to meet my bestie for breakfast last Saturday! Social life went from 0-60!
The garden (and everything else) has been shamelessly neglected, so I will be weeding, cajoling and doing laundry and general catch-up from dawn to dusk this weekend. There will also be a very laden trip to Goodwill. Lawsymercy.
I have no photos, but I will work on jazzing up the blog in the next post - which will feature an overview of the garden and the culinary delights experienced in a house with a glut of summer squash.
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A glut of summer squash! I have sent you a favourite meme by email.
As much as your extended visit with Rosie and dog was enjoyed, it must feel good to be getting back to your normal routine. You were so very kind and gracious to offer her a pleasant place to stay.
Those six orphan hens have no idea just how lucky they are to have landed at LLF! Let's hope they integrate smoothly and begin to enjoy the good life you'll provide for them.
I'm 'bout ready to throw in the towel (or is trowel?) on my garden. But only because it's producing at what seems like a faster rate than I can harvest and preserve the bounty. Not a bad problem to have, eh? Almost overdid it today out there in the heat and feel like I didn't make a dent. Oh well, as my dear husband is fond of saying, "Tomorrow's another day." (Makes me wanna smack him.) Not that he didn't put in a good day's work. His was spent under our Suburban. I think I had the best work environment.
When we began having squash pizza, I knew fall was near at hand.
Win-win for you and the new hens after your recent loss and their recent digs! My mom was here for most of a week and I can't get enough alone time now; I don't know how you did it for a month, except for your daily commute. Hope you can kinda-sorta catch up without killing yourself.
it's almost time to start a fall garden here and it's so hot that I haven't even managed to pull out the still growing but not producing tomato plants which was the only thing I grew in the spring. at our lowest point during the last recession when we were near penniless we had our most successful squash year. we ate squash every damn day.
I'm a creature of habit Susan...I don't think I would have functioned well with a visitor, even a loved one!
You are such a good person to offered your visitor to stay with you. You are few and far between. Glad the hens have a good home now! Hopefully they will lay some good eggs for you. AS long as the dogs and cat have you they'll be fine! Take Care !
Walla Walla Bing Bang!!!!??? How can I resist a post with that title!!
Good for you taking in those chickens! Sad. Pets are a hoot sometimes! We're processing peaches this weekend, 15 Qts so far, 10 more to go, then freezing the rest.
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