Monday, March 28, 2011

Not Much

Frankly I have nothing much to say this morning at all. The sun is shining beautifully through the ferns that I transplanted in the camellia bed six or seven years ago. They are as new-green as you can get on this planet. I weeded around them yesterday and the sight of them makes me happy. It must have rained last night but I missed it. The ground seems to have received it, though, and that makes me happy too.

I'm going to town to accompany Lily and Owen to his eighteen-month check-up. Boy-oh-boy! Big doin's!

Pearl is still alive and so am I.

I walked in on Miss Dolly The Chicken just as she laid a brown egg in the pump-shed yesterday. The egg was still drying- did you know that eggs come with a sticky coating that dries perfectly smooth and lovely? Eggs are amazing things and they come out of chicken's butts and if that's not a miracle, I don't know what is. They probably have to wash that coating off before they can sell eggs in the store. That makes me sad but it is what it is.

I better go take a shower. I have dirt under my fingernails which is not going to come out but I can at least look a little less beastly than I do.

It's Monday. Hopefully, things here at blessourhearts will improve as the week continues.

God knows I try to give good blog here. Sadly, this isn't it but it will have to do for now.


  1. I am always glad to read whatever you write. I think a lot of your readers feel that way.

    Love you!

  2. I second SB. Your observations are always lovely Mrs.

    Sarah xxx

  3. Have a wonder filled day , Ms. Moon.


  4. Same here! I like knowing you're there, going about your life, with Owen and chickens and flowers. Good morning!

  5. Good morning to you Ms. Moon. It's always good to hear from you and it sounds like a pretty good Monday morning to me.
    I hope Owen's doctor visit isn't too traumatic. I know how they love those vaccinations.

  6. I will pass on to you my most prized compliment......

    Your worst is more than good enough.

    Love, Lo

  7. Ms. Bastard-Beloved- Well, let's face it- some of it ain't worth reading.

    Sarah- You're sweet. Yes. You are.

    deb- Oh. I did have a wonder-filled day. And yes- EIGHTEEN MONTHS! How the hell did that happen?

    Amna- You can count on that.

    Lisa- Love you, baby.

    Mel's Way- I think he hated the intrusiveness of the exam as much as he hated the shot.

    Elizabeth- Dang. I do love to talk, don't I?

    Lo- I need an editor. I know it.

  8. Dear Mary, your worst is still brilliant. Bless you and Pearl and Owen and Lily xx

  9. It is good because I learned about the eggs and their coating. Eggs are scare around here now.


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