You know those times…

…when you feel like a total newbie because you are a total newbie? So, I think I posted that I started a youtube channel a few weeks ago. https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCMvYeeBl9lMXqzKYFfUd67g and that I have an Instagram @hummingbirdhillhomespun. Both of these things are new to me. Not that technology or social media are new, but these platforms…

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The chickens got wet…

…while waiting for the cement floor of their coop to get finished. Now, if you haven’t seen a wet chicken, I hope you never do! The poor things look like pathetic shrunken versions of themselves. We had to rustle two of them out of hiding places when the coop was finally ready for bed. Actually,…

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Ok, I admit it…

…I have been shopping. Actually, I have been lured into shopping through the discovery of this whole “haul” phenomenon that is apparently a huge thing on youtube. You see, prior to recently, I used youtube for garden related videos, and BBC shows such as “Escape to the Country,” “Antiques Roadtrip,” “Put Your Money Where Your…

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It is time to plant…

…some seeds. I suppose I’ve been trying to plant some seeds for a while now really. When I started this blog, I was just plain grumpy. I thought that writing about grumpy, and trying different tactics to embrace gratitude instead of grumpy would help me kick myself in the booty and get going with living.…

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My hair is drying…

…which means that this is the perfect time to be up way past my work-a-day bed time.  As there are only so many Youtube videos I can watch about gardening in one night, saying hello seems to be a good thing to do while waiting for my curls to get all sorts of sassy.  You…

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That sort of amazing light…

…the kind you can almost feel, blanketed the hill tonight as I walked up to tuck in the chickens.  Now, of course I don’t really tuck the chickens in, but bolting the coop doesn’t sound quite so lovely.  The donkeys always let me know how they feel when I visit the chickens first.  They are…

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My mother ordered a kiln…

…for Christmas.  Which, when you consider that we need to refinance the farm to get the ex off the loan, and I am working part-time, and we have used all of my savings, might not seem like the best thing to do.  However, when dealing with a mother who is closer to dying than living…

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