For, Lo the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
the flowers appear on the earth ~
the time of singing of birds is come
Song of Solomon 2:11-12
Sunday, March 6, 2016
Saturday, March 5, 2016
Recipes...Sunny....50's
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Thursday, March 3, 2016
The Jonquils remain.....sun/clouds...50's
Through the setting sun, although the old home is long gone, the Jonquils remain.
This picture was taken on the old homestead where I got my start of Jonquil's nearly 40 years ago, these bulbs must be at least 75-80 years old and yes they still bloom...........Read the story of the people that lived here and another Jonquil story here: http://jonquiljunction.blogspot.com/2015/03/everything-seasonjonquilsfoggy37.html
This picture was taken on the old homestead where I got my start of Jonquil's nearly 40 years ago, these bulbs must be at least 75-80 years old and yes they still bloom...........Read the story of the people that lived here and another Jonquil story here: http://jonquiljunction.blogspot.com/2015/03/everything-seasonjonquilsfoggy37.html
Monday, February 29, 2016
Farm Adventures...cloudy...cooler
Less than 3 weeks until Thimbilena kids, the first for this year.
She may not look too big, but I know she's expecting.
Maybe she'll just have 1 doe, which would be fine, then the house would get some milk
too!!
Thimbilina's brother Bandit lives next door~
See the red can on the roof ? That contains grain.
I told him he is not a giraffe,
but like his mother, A. Wyse, he doesn't listen.
She may not look too big, but I know she's expecting.
Maybe she'll just have 1 doe, which would be fine, then the house would get some milk
too!!
Thimbilina's brother Bandit lives next door~
See the red can on the roof ? That contains grain.
Bandit is convinced he can either climb the fence and get it,
or stretch and reach it.
I told him he is not a giraffe,
but like his mother, A. Wyse, he doesn't listen.
Labels:
babies,
farm adventures,
farm life,
goats
Sunday, February 28, 2016
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