This is two days' egg haul. As Mr. Moon said, "We're back in the egg business!" Eight yesterday, seven today. And there is the potential for plenty more if all the hens start laying and laying where we can find their eggs. But as they say, "Don't count your chickens before they're hatched," and as they should say, "Don't count your eggs before they are laid."
So. It has been a Sunday but not a bad one. I slept another nine hours in the bed last night, waking up from a back-in-the-dorm dream wherein I couldn't figure out what to wear. There was a boy I'd set my eye on and another girl was trying her darndest to drag him into bed but I just bided my time, waiting for the fella to get tired of her tacky and obvious behavior and come to pursue me.
I have no idea who this boy was. To tell you the truth, I remember more about the different outfits I was trying on than I do about what he looked like.
It started raining this morning and so Mr. Moon decided to re-vacuum the house and re-spray for fleas. Therefore I could not go either inside or outside and so I sat on the porch and did a Sunday crossword and was simply lazy. After it quit raining I went out and pulled a few plants that were in the wrong place and repotted an avocado tree that had grown way too big for its pot and in fact was falling over. I put it into another pot- a huge one- where it's not going to get enough sun but the pot was too big to move and so it's root hog or die for the avocado. I looked at a pattern for a mask that resembles one that Jessie had the other day which both Mr. Moon and I admired. It looked something like this.
The extra part there allows you to speak and breathe more easily. Of course all I did was look at the video of how to make it because I couldn't go into the house to get out fabric and set up the sewing machine. Who knew that there would be a time in our lives when the idea of a more breathable, talkable mask would be a thrill?
Not me, baby. Not me.
Jessie sent a picture of Levon lining up pictures they'd printed out of large machines for coloring. The boy was getting them all in some sort of order.
That is so Levon. August is doing better and he wanted pictures of hearts to color. As Jessie says, "He loves love."
I went out just a little while ago to take some pictures. And here we go.
I don't think I've posted a picture of a banana spider all summer long.
This is the front of one.
And here's the underside. You can get a small idea of what her web looks like. They are tremendously huge and they glow in the sun. The spider's real name is a golden orb weaver and yes, they are.
Speaking of glowing in the sun.
I do love the way a chicken's comb looks with the late afternoon sun shining through it. Little Fancy Pants. Can you see his feathery feet? It's wonder he doesn't step on those feathers like a man wearing a pair of too-long pants.
I noticed the other day that I could smell the tea olive and sure enough, it's starting to bloom.
Each of those blossoms is smaller than the fingernail of a newborn babe. And yet, as I point out all the time, they are the most fragrant of blossoms. I always smell them before I see them. They smell of apricots and peaches and honey. They smell of the sweetness of the sweetest memories. They smell like what I think heaven would smell like if I believed in heaven.
I saw the first upwardly thrust stem of a hurricane lily but I did not take its picture. I will when it blooms. The rain has cooled things off and I can tell that the days are growing shorter.
I feel peaceful tonight and I hope that you do too. Tomorrow a new week will begin although in this time of Covid, there is very little to delineate one day from the next. Still, somehow Sunday has its own feel, one which I do not often enjoy but as I said, today has not been so bad.
I am grateful.
Martha Stewart Eggs! So pretty! I love your spider, lucky! of course the chicken is a good looker, and the lad with organizational skills makes any sofa look better!ReplyDelete
Oh, I have to think that Martha has the best of everything: eggs, roses, weed, friends like Snoop Dogg...Delete
Maybe she needs someone like Levon to her get organized.
I wrote and lost a response by hitting the wrong button. Anyway I was exclaiming over the size of the spider. I think if they lived around here I'd have noticed.ReplyDelete
Oh, you would have noticed. They are quite large and I think lovely, too. Don't want to hold one particularly but I don't mind them being around at all.Delete
I woke up this morning and did not know the day.I don't recall how I worked out to Sunday, but I did. I am fascinated by how independent of August Levon seems.ReplyDelete
Levon and August do have different interests but they also like to do things together and sometimes Levon likes to torture his brother. Because he loves him. I guess.Delete
I'm never quite sure what day it is although I do anchor on Fridays because Martinis.
Those eggs are beautiful! It's time for omelets, or egg salad, or deviled eggs, or heck, all of that! Between the eggs, the garden and your lovely bread making you two are set up for good meals!ReplyDelete
I'm happy you've had a not so bad day!
We can't possibly eat as many eggs as we're getting so I'm making sure the kids have plenty.Delete
We do have good meals because we have good ingredients!
Not sure if this would work for you, but I had to move a giant potted hibiscus plant that I could not lift, so I got out the hand truck--put a sturdy piece of wood on the base plate and tugged the plant onto it. Tipped it back and rolled it to the new location.ReplyDelete
Glad Sunday was a decent day for you.
I thought about that and could even get my husband to move it but for right now I think it needs to sit where it is and make some deeper roots. Eventually that will probably happen.Delete
that is a pretty basket of eggs. I don't see how you are getting anything done outside. it is so miserable here. and no rain. I'm back to moving the little sprinkler around every half hour or so. no golden orb weavers here this year though I had several last year. and so far no surprise (hurricane) lillies either.ReplyDelete
I'm not getting much done outside, I assure you! We are getting rain which is saving our asses. I need to go outside and check to see if that one hurricane lily I saw has put on any color yet.Delete
That's a real pastel rainbow of eggs. The mask is a good idea -- I've found that one of the things I dislike most about my masks is the fact that they're continually against my lips, which feels pretty gross by the end of the day. I'm glad August is doing better.ReplyDelete
I've tried the new pattern and it's pretty swell. Plus- easy. I'm quite happy.Delete
Oh my god that spider. No thanks! Pretty to look at but not in real life for me!ReplyDelete
In all my years of being close to those spiders and even bumping into their webs many times, I've never had one on me. They no more want to touch me than I want them to! But I am pretty spider tolerant.Delete