That's what the sky looked like last night when I went out the kitchen door to shut the chickens up. It was eerie and beautiful and the moon, although you can't see it there, was a tiny sickle, shining in a clear spot among all the gray.
This morning I made a fine breakfast which included air fried potatoes (that works so very well) and eggs and biscuits. At the same time I was doing that I started a loaf of sourdough and I felt quite capable and accomplished. After that, I mostly had the day to myself as Mr. Moon met up with Owen and Jason to do some sort of target shooting and the man is still not home. I've heard from him though, and they are fine.
I was good today until I heard some very hard news from a beloved of mine. Not blood family but heart family. I feel flattened for this friend who lives far away but she has family all around her who love her beyond anything. I don't even know what to say so I'll leave this here. I am not being cryptic, or, well, I am, but only to protect privacy. She is going to be okay. I insist and proclaim this to be true.
I spent another day being domestic. Lis is coming to visit for two nights on Tuesday (hurray!) and so I made her bed up fresh and I've made a pot of vegetable and venison soup to go with our bread tonight. I also had a bag of frozen wild blueberries in the freezer that have been there way too long and I baked a sort of cobbler-crisp with those. My topping is made of flour and ground almonds, oats, butter, and sugar. I hope it's good. The soup has a bit of everything in it including leftover salad and leftover cooked greens from last night. There are sweet potatoes and carrots, green beans and peas, onions and garlic, of course. Tomatoes and celery and corn and (shhhh...don't tell anyone) leftover white bean chili. Just a little. It's a throw-it-all-in soup and will be good on this chilly evening.
And I took some pictures.
❤️ you, Ms. Mary!!ReplyDelete
Is that a little pond the chickens are standing next to? You have so many hidden treasures in your garden - and your life!ReplyDelete
That is sort of a little pond in that it is a place that holds water. At one time it was going to be a water/fountain feature but someone (Mr. Moon) did not ever finish it. The chickens love to drink from it. I have no idea why.Delete
What a lovely group to be part of. Such a good day.ReplyDelete
It was. Mostly.Delete
your day sounds perfect and looks perfect! And Lis to look forward to? How wonderful is THAT!ReplyDelete
PS that night sky pic is awesome!Delete
I'm so excited that Lis is coming! She has a lot to do in Tallahassee though so I won't have all her time.Delete
I liked the night picture too. Thank you.
You are so right!ReplyDelete
Some of us have had to choose our families for the most part and love is always involved in those.Delete
The flowers and the chickens are so gorgeous. Eggs are gems. Life is good !ReplyDelete
Nothing like target shooting to bring the lads together.eh?
Have a lovely time with your Lis. Special!
Eggs are gems indeed! So funny how after all these years they still thrill me.Delete
Boys and guns. Stop me if you've heard this...
Lis and I will be giggling like Betty and Wilma.
Speaking of love...I love camellias. I had no idea that I did until I saw your pictures on your blog. So...thanks for that.ReplyDelete
Enjoy your visit!
Oh! I'm so glad I have given you something so lovely to love.Delete
What a feast to set upon the table for Lis. She will be so happy, if you can stop talking long enough to eat.ReplyDelete
Oh that was just our supper last night. I am not yet sure what we'll eat tomorrow.Delete
Your chickens are gorgeous! I love fresh laid eggs, but haven't had any for a while. I have to buy eggs from the supermarket these days. It's nice when boys go out with their dads and grand-dads and learn that doing things together can be fun.ReplyDelete
I think my chickens are pretty things too and they have spoiled us to pieces with their eggs.Delete
I do love for Glen and the kids to do things together. It makes me and HIM happy.
"Love is Love" sounds like the title of a pop song...ReplyDelete
Monday is a work day
And Sunday's meant for praying
Friday's for remembering
This wise old saying:
Love is love - oo-oo-oo!
Love is love - and baby I love you!"
And all you need is love.Delete
I had to look up how long chickens can live, the answer, 5-10 years. I had no idea.ReplyDelete
The flowers are gorgeous. I bought myself an african violet yesterday. I think I miss flowers.
I think Violet must be at least five. I could go back into the blog and figure it out but it would take some searching.Delete
I'm glad you bought an African violet. I know you miss flowers.
Oh, those camellias are gorgeous. It's going to get in the 60˚s today. Hooray! I love the yard eggs I get. They are such varied colors and shapes.ReplyDelete
It didn't get out of the low fifties here today. And now it's raining again.Delete
You're right about the yard eggs. I love having mixed breeds of chickens because that's how you get the variety.
I love how different all the eggs are from your chickens. A kind of chicken rainbow! Miss Violet is a very privileged chicken -- I'm sure not many live to retirement.ReplyDelete
I suppose it was inevitable that Owen would reach the "it's so lame" stage -- as we all did.
Yes! Chicken rainbow. We're all about the rainbows over here. As you know.Delete
As for Owen- yeah. He's there. And he'll probably be there for awhile. Sigh.
Lis is coming! Joy! Beautiful portraits of the chickens in this post, and such a good report on Owen having fun with his father figures. Love is love, yes, always. Hugs.ReplyDelete
I'm so sorry for your friend's bad news - times are hard right now but I'm glad she has friends and loved ones close!ReplyDelete
What gorgeous Hens and Eggs! I'm still contemplating Chickens, I think I need to Learn more about them... and... I'd only get Hens and not Roosters.ReplyDelete