Monday, October 25, 2010

Feels like home

Black sky and bright leaves, I love that combination! It's been chilly, and we finally turned the furnace on. I was planning to wait til the first of November, but I can't make beads if my fingers are too chilly, guess it's that age thing creeping up! This is the time of year that I remember the cottonwoods blazing against a dark sky and the smell of snow on the wind.

Tomorrow is the last outdoor market day in Morrill, I think I'll still go, in spite of the weather. We can tape the table cover down and bundle up a bit.

Sadness in our church family; Pastor's father-in-law passed away last week, and Sister Veva's mother also. The older I get, the more grateful I am for the gift of eternal life.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Drive by beads

I haven't had any new listings for a while.....between the bead show, the parvo, and the farmers market. I made three batches of bread yesterday morning, 18 loaves. I only have six glass bread pans so I had to rotate things through just right. We drove off to the market with Connie holding the last batch out in her lap on a tray-- they were much to hot to bag.

Anyway, bead and dog pics coming right up!

Can you tell someone loves clean laundry?

Friday, October 1, 2010

October already

Should be little white puffballs popping up any time now!
We bought three white bunnies earlier in the summer, planning to breed for meat eventually. Meaning someday, not right away. We looked, we researched, we offended the bunnies greatly in our quest to get one boy and two girls. We were certain that we had succeeded until the neighbor lady who knows animals very well double checked us. Turns out we managed to get three girls. Oh, well, not the end of the world.

Fast forward a month and some odd behavior on the part of one of the "girls", which I assumed was dominance and pecking order establishment. Picked up the "dominant" girl one day and whoops, that ain't no girl!

So much for planned and controlled breeding! We had allowed the buns to dig burrows since we didn't have the building supplies for a proper hutch, and now there's no way to see when the babies are born, we'll have to wait for the moms to wean them and bring them upstairs.

Meanwhile it's time get the hutch made, since the babies are going to find it much easier to get through and under the fence.