Keep an eye on Nance’s site – she’s going to start uploading our video podcasts (which we made late last night) at some point, and I know you all want to see the true Bitchypoo-Nebshit experience, which has to be seen to be believed. It’s just THAT exciting!
I’m flying home today, so to tide you over, pictures that have been sitting in my “to post” queue. Click on any image to see the full-sized version!
The little chicks (not the littlest ones we have now, but the ones we hatched from the eggs we bought in Amish country, and the ones we bought at the flea market) on their roosts in the little coop. This is before we moved all of them to the big coop.
Newt will make himself at home anywhere in the house. He happened across the towels we store in the bottom of the washstand that belonged to Fred’s grandmother, and he said “Hey. This looks like a good place to nap!” And it was.
Fred called me one day from work and said “Go out toward the Poltergeist tree and tell me if you see anything.” I wandered around for several minutes before I discovered what he’d discovered the night before. See where the arrow ends?
Turns out a bird had hollowed out a nest and every night, he (or she) can be found peering out of that hollowed-out nest. I can’t be positive, but I’m pretty sure it’s a nuthatch. If it’s dusk and I look up at the hole and don’t see the bird, I jiggle the branch a little bit and he pops his head out and glares at me.
One day last week I was going into the kitchen to start dinner, and I glanced out the kitchen window to see, way back at the very back of the back forty, two deer grazing. The larger one went off through the woods (the land on the other side of that strip of woods is owned by a nursery, and I believe a lot of deer hang out there) but the smaller one stayed and grazed for a long time. She looks like she’s about the size of a donkey in that second picture, doesn’t she? (The fence is five feet tall, if that helps any.)
When we went to the local feed store (the one that had the dogs and pot-bellied pigs and chickens and goats and ducks and geese), I failed to post a few of the pictures I took. This bird lives in the store. It’s BIG, but will politely greet you with “Hello.” Then when you’re least expecting it, it shrieks for no apparent reason. (I have no idea what kind of bird it is, but I expect Debra knows!)
2007: Forbidden Love.
2006: No entry.
2005: Ha on her! I DO have a kid! AND a husband! AND 6,000 cats! Look at me, I’ve got it ALLLLLLLLL!
2004: The internet just ROCKS, doesn’t it?
2003: Her date (”But not a DATE date!”) was more dressed-up than she.
2002: I did mention that I have airhead tendencies, did I not?
2001: No entry.
2000: No entry.
1999: I am obviously not one to wallow.