All Hail~



We’ve been getting a LOT of this rainy stuff lately. I don’t mind, really, because I’ve always loved rain…even more than sunny days.


Then it started to hail…really hard. Luckily, they were only the size of corn kernels and didn’t dent up my car.


It did, however, soak the birdies food and scare them half to death. They hid under the pine tree till it let up.

Pretty sure all my Chicken Littles thought the sky was falling.  Ha ha.

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I took a little stroll around the back yard today. Soooo many pretty things to see…


all of which, I didn’t plant. They were here when we bought the house.


Looks as though someone put a lot of love and care into each and every plant.

I suspect, most of them have been here for a very long time.


A few of the bushes desperately need a good pruning…


while others can just go ahead and grow to the moon and back–they are just that pretty.


Trouble is–with the exception of the Hens & Chicks– I don’t know what any of them are, what they need, or how and when to prune them. I would be happy to look it up, but without knowing what they are called, I’m at a bit of a standstill.


If any of you know what plants I’m dealing with, would you let me know in the comments below?

That way, I can do some research and take care of them properly–you know, leave them alone or cut them back.

In the meantime…


The girls are very willing to help.


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Nearly There~


So we scrimped and we saved and we gathered every penny from the couch cushions and FINALLY were able to march right on down to the IFA and buy the chicken yard of my dreams. It’s enormous. Rhen had it put up in no time.

But the very next day…


this crazy stuff started pouring down. As badly as I want my little chicken girlies to be free and roam about in their new yard–I’d like them not to drown in it. *sigh*

So, we’ll have to wait a bit for dryer weather to try it out.

Pray for my anxious, crowded birdies–and for some sunshine. Will you?

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Scattered Showers


Just on my way to teach class and felt compelled to snap a  picture of that sky. This is what the weather man calls mostly sunny.


Once I got to class it opened up into a full bore torrent. Sorry, but I didn’t get any pictures of the barrage. It felt smarter to just stay inside and wait for Noah to sail by.

Trust me when I say–it was wet–lovely and exciting, but very wet.

April showers…and all that jazz.