Update, by Honey the Hen

Posted on August 21, 2009 by Dayphoto

Honey-the-Hen

Well, it happened! My Mom put me, Cluck-Cluck and Nervous Netty back in the hen house. I don’t know whether to be happy or sad about this turn of events.

I rather enjoy my new coat of feathers, I just LLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEE preening them. I can do it for hours and hours, it’s just so relaxing. I close my eyes and {{ POW}} in my mind’s eye I am the prettiest chicken in the whole hen house. Just like when Roo lived here. But I digress.

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Last week Mom just didn’t come get us to let us out…we (Cluck-Cluck and Netty and I) hollered and flew at the door, but she didn’t come. After awhile we decided, Heck this isn’t so bad, and it wasn’t.

We all agreed having a ‘real’ nest to lay an egg in is really very nice, and the Old Biddies seem to have forgotten they don’t like us. (We remember though, we remember, and try not to get any of them mad, those girls have VERY SHARP Beaks.. shiver, shiver.)

So life is good once more, we stay in the house, lay our eggs, and then when Mom gets home we get to run around in the garden and on the lawn. Mom said she was afraid she couldn’t tell us apart, but Cluck-Cluck and I remember Mom and go right up to her and hover around her feet and try to help her weed.

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Heck, Cluck-Cluck even tried to sit on Dad’s lap. He was rather horrified and flung her off—said something about poop on his lap as he pushed Cluck-Cluck off. I really didn’t understand what it was all about. Geez!

Speaking of weeding, Mom said she was really glad we got our feathers back because she was tired of the scratching we did in all her flower beds, flower pots, and in the garden. I really don’t see the harm, and the vegetables really do taste better on the vine than in the scrap pot. We just took a little peck here and there; the stuff was still there for Mom to use if she wanted too.

Mom also said I had to stop being the Guard Chicken. That the dog was in charge,

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not me. But I figured I could take over the dog’s job, shoot he is old, 7 to 9 years old, and I am young, 1.5 years old. I did a good job too. I took on Shadow Sam the Cat, and Monkey the Cat, man could I make them spin out, claws scratching on the cement.

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I was really rather surprised to take on Shadow Sam and have him run, for I’ve seen Shadow Sam take on Rottweilers! But I P.R.O.V.E.D. that I am the better guard for I wouldn’t let ANY of them come into the shade if Mom and Dad where resting there drinking tea or lemonade.

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The last time I chased the cats I did hear Dad say something about “that hen can hold her own now; it’s time she stays in the hen house”.

Oh!

Goodness!

It was the next day Mom didn’t come to let us out.

Oh!

Oh…I see now!

Oh well, it was time, I am a good guard and those old biddies don’t bother me, not now or ever more!!!!!

It’s Time

Posted on August 20, 2009 by Dayphoto

Bean-Combine

(An off-center photo of the bean combine ready to enter the field)

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The beans were ready when we got back from Wyoming and Nebraska. So DH pulled the beans, then rod-weeded them.

Let them dry for a week

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Today they are at the beanery, being cleaned and sacked to go to some table somewhere out there. Nothing left but bean straw in the field.

Straw

Wordless Wednesday–Well Almost

Posted on August 19, 2009 by Dayphoto

Corvette

(and)

Driving

(once more time)

Wheeeeeeeeeee

(wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee)

Rainbows

And then we saw………………sigh! Joy!

Getting to Know You (Oscar Hammerstein)

Posted on August 18, 2009 by Dayphoto

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We had another neat experience, blog related! Jim and Brenda drove 4 hours to see us and pick up a load of hay! After a simple lunch and a couple of hours of fun conversation they were back on the road again.

Getting to know our blogging friends sure is nice!

If You Search Long Enough Someone Will Have It

Posted on August 14, 2009 by Dayphoto

Since we were traveling to Wyoming, to visit Kath and Daryl, DH wanted to make a circle and head into Bridgeport, Nebraska, to go shopping.

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Have you EVER seen so many old tractors and parts?

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These little jaunts to ‘buy parts’ always amaze me.

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And he found what he needed!

SURPRISE!!!!

Posted on August 13, 2009 by Dayphoto

An August born calf!

Unheard of!

(At least in our neck of the woods.)

When did it happen…DECEMBER!?

Come on we didn’t have a bull in with the late cows in December!

But here she is…born August 12, 2009 at 4:33 p.m. And to a first year heifer, which means … she wasn’t going to get bred until May, she is/was just too young!

What do we know?!

Those sneaky bulls or at least one of the bulls! Over there in the neighbor’s farm, has to be…. ours was two miles away. The only other cows on the place are/were mothers- in- waiting. And we never missed the heifer, ever! Nor did we see a bull hanging out! But it happened….here is the calf, all shiny and new! Surprise

Wordless Wednesday

Posted on August 12, 2009 by Dayphoto

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Getting to Know You

Posted on August 11, 2009 by Dayphoto

When I was in the third grade our teacher found for us pen pals from a faraway place in Washington D.C. It was something like her brother’s wife taught third grade at ?????? school. Each child/student got a ‘pen-pal’ and we were to write (print more like it—-that was a long, long time ago and we were still printing in 3^rd grade. Cursive didn’t begin until 5^th grade, way back when). To this ‘other student’ and let them know about life in Eckert, Colorado.

From that point on I was smitten. I loved pen pals, I have had many over the years as far away as Korea, and as close as the Indian Reservation in Arizona. But life always has a way of moving people on so pen pals come and go.

Blogging is so much like pen-pals but ever so much better. Blogs are full of those visual details called photos, and it is as instant as doing an internet search. Plus the best part of it all, many of my blogging pals have become fast and wonderful friends.

This weekend, Daryl and Kath and thier kids,

Zack, Seth, Clark, and Tessa, invited my DH and me to their HUGE farm in Wyoming. We went and were entertained with the best of home-style hospitality.

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We got to see the new cabin they are building. (All the land as far as you can see is theirs)

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DH and the guys all checked the hay to see if it was ready to rake — it was.

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Played with Tubs…he loves to catch water bottles

We had an amazing time! Thanks Everyone!

Travel’n Man

Posted on August 7, 2009 by Dayphoto

The-Bull

Hi, I’m Sammy’O, Sam for short!

Pleased to meet cha!

I think we met some time back, back when life was a bit more easy. Just hang’n out with the guys, drinking beer and having a cigar now and then, talking politics, women just don’t understand politics.

Boy, does that get the girls all riled-up when I say that, but hey(!) we guys know! We see how there is a Boss Cow, shoot, she even bosses me around.

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But its summer now, and I’m a work’n feller, and I’m one of those lucky guys…I LOVE MY WORK! Man, I just love it!

Some of the boys, get all snorty and run and jump and butt heads together, but me? Well, I’ve got this whole thing figured out. You make it hard for ‘the people’ and you get the hard jobs. You make it easy, you get the cream. Heck, my days are full of guard duty, lots of green grass, and hang’n with the chicks. No beer, or smokes, but that can wait for winter. (Have to set a good example for the kids, ya know.)

My Mom, who is a cow, told me- if you don’t get carried away with yourself, (like butt around the feed trough, or stamp on the waterer), make friends with all the other cows, be a good security guard, and don’t get the human scared, the world will be your oyster.

AND SHE WAS RIGHT!!!

The other dudes, get loaded up and headed out, but I get to stay with the late bloomers, you know the ones who have kids later in the spring. I stay my required 42 days, sometimes more, give or take a week or so. Then my human shows up with the trailer, I wait right at the gate (I know what that means…more pastures, more girls) and as soon as the trailer gate is open and he opens the corral gate, I just walk right in.

AHHH! Life is Gooooood!

The-Bull

Crag Crest Trail

Posted on August 6, 2009 by Dayphoto

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For all of you hikers out there, add this to your 100 trails you must hike before you die list. It is a 10 mile circular trail, traveling over a crest and looping back to the start point.

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