Saturday, March 25, 2017

Simple Pleasures

When I took some lettuce to the littles today, I found Trixie sitting on their coop. She just looked so pretty I had to take her picture. My oldest hen and she still sings little tunes to us. I will be so sad when she is gone. I can't remember how long ago it was that we got her but I do remember the situation. A guy Mr. Moon knew was about to move and he and his wife had to give up their chickens and hearing that we had started keeping chickens at our place, they offered them to us. We went to their house in the woods and waited until the birds had all fallen asleep at roost and we gathered them up and brought them home. I'm sure I wrote about it but Lord, how to find that particular post?
She must be ancient though. I found her sitting on the nest today and I laughed a little. I doubt she's laid an egg in three years.
She pays for her keep with her singing and that is plenty.

Mr. Moon built some beautiful stairs today. He took the old rotten boards up and swept off the even older cement steps that were under them.

These were obviously added to the house before this particular porch was put on because the entrance way to the porch is way wider than those steps and people would be falling off and breaking their legs constantly if they hadn't been replaced. I suppose it was just easier to build over them than to remove them. 
Anyway, here's what the new ones look like. 

Brand-spanking new. We're going to let them air for awhile and then maybe paint them. 

My husband can do just about anything that requires doing around a house. He can do plumbing and carpentry and even a bit of electric work. He can figure things out. He's amazing that way. Not a day goes by that I am not completely dumbfounded at my good fortune in having him as my husband. 
The day I met that ridiculously tall Tennessee boy was the luckiest day of my life. 
He's my own Tarzan and my own Daniel Boone and my own sweetheart for life. 

Last night we took a stroll out to the garden and after almost two weeks my beans had finally come up. I had completely given up on them due to the freeze we had but look at this-

The whole row of them is at least three inches tall. The cucumber seeds I planted have come up too, finally, as well as the few squash I planted. I am amazed! And the potatoes which the freeze seemed to kill are coming back just fine. I did a little weeding around them today. 

And so that's what's been going on here. I still feel like shit and if I don't improve dramatically soon, I'm going to have to go to the doctor for an actual illness which hasn't happened in I don't know how long. 
Oh god. 
But I haven't seen my grandchildren in days and days and I can't take that much longer. 
I miss 'em like air. 

The Bradford Pears are beginning to bloom. Seems like they just lost their leaves. 

Life goes on. 

Be well, y'all. 

Love...Ms. Moon


An odd and happy carrot.


  1. That carrot is the best! It deserves its own award winning post! The kids should get a kick out of that. Mr Moon did a grand job on those steps! I really hope you feel better soon. No more drs please. 🐓

  2. I'm truly sorry you're so ill you need a doc...I hope things improve on their own. That carrot is quite something...

  3. Those re some fine steps! You are indeed a very lucky woman. He's a very lucky man too. Feel better dear Mary. It's no fun being sick.

  4. I think you should enter that carrot into John Gray's funny veg competition! I do hope you are on the mend soon.

  5. That carrot! So funny. Makes me wonder how carrots at the grocery store lol as they do.
    My husband is very handy too. You're reminded me that I need to thank him for that.

    I hope you are feeling better today.

  6. I'm not even going to tell you what my naughty Mind saw in that Carrot's shape! *LMAO* Dawn... The Bohemian

  7. OMG. That carrot!

    I'm sorry you're still feeling yucky but it definitely helps to have someone around who knows what he's doing. From my own perspective, I'm sure glad Dave is so good in the kitchen! I'm not sure either one of us could build steps, though.


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