Tag: garden

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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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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The tomatoes are dead…

…which is to be expected at this time of year.  The donkeys had a delightful time cleaning up the green tomatoes that I didn’t use and chomping on the vines I threw over the fence.   Sweater weather is certainly here.  Mom has a bone scan tomorrow, and an upper respiratory infection.  I’m not sure…

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I have been remiss…

…reduced, reused, recycled, refined, redacted.  What on earth does redacted mean anyway?  I am fairly sure that is not a word I have ever used before.  It exists though.  I know it does.  Now, to be certain, I could just pop up to one of the seven other browser windows I currently have open and…

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So much for my sweater…

…we’re back to sweating.  It is not that I am opposed to heat.  But in the history of my life, my state has usually had twoish weeks of weather in the high 90s and low 100s per summer.  Flash forward to now and this year has had…wait, let me go look it up to be…

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My cucumbers wilted today.

Today I started back to work after a year of hanging with mom as she battles stage four cancer like David taking on Goliath.  Only in this case, Goliath has brought seven of his giant friends, a few Howitzers, and some other assorted weapons to the battle.  She’s gotten two and a half more years…

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