Ramblings

Labor Day has come and gone. I’ve spent my last days at the beach.

A little fun at the beach!
A little fun at the beach!

Farmer Cheese has begun a fall garden. Heaven help us, let’s hope it does better than the spring one did!
Last years squash! This is what we are hoping and praying for this fall!
Last years squash! This is what we are hoping and praying for this fall!

At any rate, all this is a sign of the approaching fall. So why is it still so dang hot? Weather, could you help us out here?
I’m ready to put out some pumpkins, and decorate with the beautiful glass gem corn we grew.

Our very first glass gem corn!
Our very first glass gem corn!

October, November hurry up and get here and let’s enjoy the cool weather for a long time.
South Georgia is just not a good place to live if you want to celebrate fall. But it’s where my heart is so I’ll head toward the mountains soon and enjoy some fall and then come on back to my hot ole south and keep hoping for a cool down!

Mountain streams
Mountain streams
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What do my dogs say?

What my dogs say!
What my dogs say!

What do my dogs say?

My dogs go woof, they sit and beg. They just can’t wait to get their eggs.
Their tongues go lick, their eyes get big. Please, please, give us those yummy grits.
We want some toast, some homemade jam, maybe even a piece of ham.
We want our eggs, we want our grits and we want them now, now, now!
But there’s one sound that no one knows………
What do my dogs say?
Feed me, feed me, feed me eggs,
I love, I love, I love eggs
More, more, more, more, more, more, eggs

That’s what my dogs say!

Snow/Sleet days on the farm in South Georgia!

Iced over Coops

Iced over Coops

This has been an interesting winter to say the least! Our dogs have seen snow once and they were not very fond of it. Sara Lee was just a young’un and she played in it a couple of years ago when it actually stayed on the ground, as long as we were out there too! The older dogs not so much. Now the cat and the chickens, this is definitely a first for them. The silly cat keeps trying to go outside, I keep trying to keep her in. She runs outside or just takes a look out the door and runs back in! In the meantime I’m saying “hurry up silly cat you’re letting out the heat!” The older dogs crunch across the ice slowly as if to say, “what is this stuff and why is it on my porch and grass?” Sara Lee doesn’t really care, she’s always full speed ahead.

Icicles
Icicles
Icicles make pretty decorations
Icicles make pretty decorations

This winter has been some of the coldest weather we have had in a long time. We have closed vents and windows on the chicken coop, secured the doors tightly, fed the chickens scratch in the evenings all to keep them warm. Why? Because we thought they might be cold. Everyone deserves a warm place to sleep at night and duck into during the day to knock the chill off. Well,these silly chickens absolutely loved this wintery mix we just had. They got out there and pecked ice, sleet and snow and stomped around in icy cold puddles! We were up like we are in the arctic and they are playing and having a blast. During the short time I had my mittens off to take pictures I thought my hands were frozen solid! But they are not cold, so I am no longer worrying about them in the daytime anyway. Yes, I will still give them scratch to warm their tummies, and close the coop up to keep it as warm as possible but these birds are resilient! I am no longer a worried chicken mama. Except I can’t help but worry about foxes, coyotes, hawks; I hear owls are a problem too. Oh my, I’m putting back on my worried mama title. 🙂

Bring on the Spring! Well…. maybe not.

Miami Beach! Pic from NBC news.
Miami Beach! Pic from NBC news.
Baby it's cold outside!
Baby it’s cold outside!

Well, this last week of weather has certainly been interesting to say the least. We southern folk are just not prepared for Arctic blasts! We just don’t have the proper clothes for one thing. Layers we can do, but there is not a warm enough outer layer to keep my behind (not to mention fingers and toes from being as cold as a Butterball Turkey while I am outside in “it feels like o degree” weather!
This winter weather has me and lots of others ,I’m sure wishing for spring to hurry up and get here. But by the end of the week it should be about 70 degrees for the high here so I can live with that. I think. Still an early spring would be nice, don’t ya think? Spring brings along with it warmer weather, pretty flowers, short sleeves, love bugs, hay fever, allergies. Never mind spring, take your time. Let’s skip spring altogether and head straight for summer.
It would be nice to live in a tropical place where it is summer year round wouldn’t it? Shorts, summer vacations, beaches, bathing suits…Uh oh. I need to lose a few pounds first and summer has mosquitoes and gnats. And when would I ever wear those cute sweaters and winter boots? So I think I will just be happy with the winter weather we have right now. Maybe, for a few minutes at least. Until the next time I go outside and it is colder than my freezer. Then perhaps I will dream of fall. Fall, beautiful leaves, a cool breeze in the air; sounds about right. Oh wait, there is no fall in Georgia. Oh well, I can always dream.

Breakfast time: Calling all people, dogs and chickens?

So the cutest thing happened this morning as I called Mr. Cheese to breakfast. You will have to settle for my description because I didn’t have my camera. Because He and the dogs, and a bunch of the chickens were in the garden I walked out the back door and yelled, “food”! Within a second here comes Sara Lee the fit and trim lab running at full speed with Gracie, our chubby black lab, lumbering behind in the distance. Laughing, I say “well I don’t have to call you two twice do I? Now how long will it take Daddy?” Then, as if he hears me, he cranks up the Kubota and heads up with Dakota, the beagle, running behind. Then I see it. A little golden hen running behind Gracie as fast as she can, trying to keep up! By now I’m cracking up. Mr. C has pulled up laughing and we ask our little golden girl, ” Have you come for breakfast too?”
Now, my chickens recognize their feed bucket and they know where the food and scratch and other treats are stored. But this is certainly the first time one has come running to a breakfast call!
They are amazing and intelligent creatures and so much fun.

I see chickens everywhere!

On our vacation the first part of this month my son asked us complete with sarcasm, “Did you see chickens everywhere before you had chickens?” Mr. Cheese of course said no and I said “Well, I guess not this much!”
Now you have to understand that I see chickens everywhere and in everything. They are in the clouds, ink blots, tree limbs and stumps, ketchup spots, you name it. So naturally as we are walking through antique stores we are looking for chicken stuff, I mean really, that is a given. But I guess the loud CHICKENS!!! every time I see one might be a little over the top. But in my defense Mr. Cheese is just as bad, just quieter.
We visited the salt and pepper museum in Gatlinburg while we were in Tennessee. I heard my son before I rounded the corner , “We’ll never get her out of here now!” As I turned the corner there was an entire room of salt and pepper shakers dedicated to the farm animals. And, you guessed it, a whole wall of CHICKENS!!! Yes, I lingered a while and bought a hen and roo salt and pepper shaker set.
Oh and by the way, we came home with several chicken doo dads from antique stores too.