Spring is coming

Spring is coming

Thursday, February 16, 2017

More Storms!

This morning is was a "Sailor take warning kind of sky." I got to Bible Study on Thursday mornings and when I left this morning it didn't look like it was going to rain very much. We had a speaker today and while we were listening to the speaker I could hear this storm. It was a huge cloudburst. Of course, today I didn't wear a coat, so I got wet, sopping wet. Then of course, I planned on going grocery shopping because you know tomorrow is the day of the big storm. I was already wet so why not just get wetter which I proceeded to do and looking a lot like a drowned rat. I had to load my car with with groceries in the rain and carry them in the house in the rain.

Today is one of those days for me. I am just behind and not able to make anything run smoothly.  I just have felt late every place I have been today. Today as I said above we were having a speaker instead of going into our normal Bible Study group. I have only been in this very nice room where the speaker was speaking. I know it has a name but I can't think of it right now. It also has these really nice chairs. Like recliners almost but you can take notes because it has a little table. I never sit in these chairs because I think older people should sit it them. Emilie is the assistant to the lady in charge of women's ministry so she was sitting in the front row. Against my better judgement I went to sit with her.

When I sat down in the chair that silly thing slid backwards into the lady sitting behind me. My feet flew up, my Bible, and purse, and notebook went flying over in the next persons lap. The lady behind me spilled coffee all over her and the carpet. I said I was sorry and here I am in the front row. Emilie, is snorting and laughing as she runs off to get paper towels to clean that poor lady up. I am still trying to figure out how this chair thing works and save my dignity. You can tell that the lady and me are never going to be friends because she is very put out at my antics. ( I get the distinct feeling she thinks I did it on purpose.)

I sit down very, very carefully. I realize that the table in my chair is for a right handed person. I am left-handed. So that isn't going to work. I sit and sort of scoot to reach the back of the chair. Now my feet are not touching the floor in fact, you know how a little kid looks sitting in their Dad's chair. That's me.
I can't really move very much because the chair threatens me with movement into the lady behind me.
Finally we have a break. I stand up and send the glass of water I have not spilled when I sent my Bible flying but this time I sent it flying into the chair next to me that is thankfully vacant at this point. Emilie runs off again to get more paper towels. If you can believe it, Emilie thinks this is extremely funny!!

So of course, when we get out it is pouring rain. I am still not feeling right but at least I am home and everything should be fine for awhile.

We have storm upon storm coming this weekend. It should be really interesting. We have wind watches, and flood watches and of course this weekend four of the young adults known formally as my children will be at snow camp with blizzard conditions and maybe not be able to make it home on Monday. 

I hope your weather isn't as crazy as ours is going to be. Thank you for stopping by,


“For what do we live, but to make sport for our neighbors, and laugh at them in our turn?”

― Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

Sunday, February 12, 2017

First Signs of Spring

I went out very early this morning, when it was dark and cold and wet. I could hear the sounds of birds singing the sounds of spring. I knew when it got light enough I needed to take my camera and go for a walk. I needed to see for myself if the birdsong was indeed singing the song of spring. These are my findings today.

Its too cold yet. These blossoms go un- pollinated because its too cold. The bees need it to be 55 or warmer for them to fly. February is like that.   A few warm days and it fools the trees into thinking its going to be warmer and then winter comes back in with a vengeance. Though it has been warmer with the rains.

I loved this shot this morning. Its been called a "Full Snow Moon. Next month its called a "Full Worm Moon." That makes me laugh but April is a "Full Pink Moon."  Have you seen all of the water in California? It is mind blowing to me. The last time I remember it being like this I was in third grade. I remember sitting in Miss Wagner's class and watching the rain as it just poured from the sky and every canal and river was full. Dad took us for a ride up the canyon so we could see the Kern River raging as it came down through the hills.

Have you watched the news about the Oroville Dam?
Here is the link. They had to use the emergency spillway for the first time in 48 years and its quite a sight to see. We live in the Central Valley. Just a small political commentary. Jerry Brown had to go to President Trump to get Federal money.

I find this really ironic. I wouldn't want to have to do that after my state has pulled so much stuff lately. Pick one stupid thing that California has done or said since November. I keep wondering when I am finally going to get sick of it and just move away. Every time I go grocery shopping I am reminded I am living in a place that has changed and it does not reflect my values nor what I can believe it has now become.  

Today is a very pretty day. Lots of sunshine. We will have another storm later in the week. The last storm it rained so much that every thing is so deeply wet. Its so nice to finally see that moisture.

I hope all is well in your in your neck of the woods.


“The way you keep your house, the way you organize your time, the care you take in your personal appearance, the things you spend your money on, all speak loudly about what you believe.”  Elisabeth Elliot

Sunday, February 5, 2017

Finally Playing With Wool.

On Elliot's birthday, he had two rainbows. These were in the front yard in the afternoon. The really good ones in the back yard were in the morning. This was such a great rainbow that people were stopping in front to take pictures. It looks like it is just right in the front yard. It was just pouring. We have a whole week of rain in the forecast this next week. I was so afraid that we would have a February like in the past with not a single bit for rain the whole month. So I am so thankful for these storms.

This week, I decided that I haven't played with wool very much this new year. I needed reds and blues. I got out my dye and went through that great little book called Antique Colors for Primitive Rugs by Emma Lou Lais and Barbara Carroll.

I used the dye #12 Emma Lou's Favorite Red.

I over dyed most of them. I can't wait to start a little heart rug that Ron drew out for me. I just have to hook something with red hearts in February.

I also dyed some blues.
Only for the blues I used the Dusty Old Dye Book by Karen Kahle. I need to order new dye packets and I was using what I had.

There is something that just settles me and makes me calm and peaceful and relaxed. I hope you have a lovely new week. Valentines Day will be here before you know it.


Turn your face to the sun and the shadows fall behind you.

Maori Proverb

Friday, February 3, 2017

A Hen House Story

First of all, look what I found in my very weedy-waterlogged flowerbed! It was the nicest surprise. I didn't expect to find a hyacinth bulb open this early. I looked around and I found this pink one getting ready to open.

Its like finding treasure.

This is Sasha in her chair. She sits here while I sew or hook or do my Bible Study. Its a nice way to spend the day. I forget she is a dog. Today I remembered.

This is true confessions. The truth of the matter is I have a mouse problem in my chicken coop. I knew in the fall when I saw a few mice with their baggage moving in we were going to have either rain or cold or both. I haven't had mice in my coop since Ron built it. I thought I would just ignore it and maybe the cats would take care of the problem.

I go down every night and lock my hens inside of their little house. It is safer for them and helps me sleep at night. The other night when I went down, all I could hear was lots and lots of squeaking. I came back up to the house and told Ron that I had a problem, there was either lots of mice living under my chicken house or we had lots of bats in the trees. I knew I had to look at the mouse issue for real. I then started with thinking do I lock the cats in there at night? Or do I set a ton of mouse traps at night? That last one gave me the shivers.

This morning
I went down this morning to let my hens out of the hen house, when I saw that during the night a skunk had solved my problem. I have never been so glad to have a skunk dig under my coop but I was and I didn't even bury back the hole. He can come back tonight.

I went in my coop, and I knew I had to turn over my feeders to see if there was any mice under them. There was a lone mouse. It ran from my little feeder to the big feeder. I turned it over and it ran to my automatic chicken waterer. I turned that over and I make this sound that I am incapable of not making when I see a mouse, its kind of a scream. Sasha runs to me when ever I make that sound. I let her in and pointed to that  mouse. Sasha never kills anything but she bit that mouse. Then proudly carried it out in the yard and dropped it and looked at it. The cat had come down too and was very interested. I picked up a stick and was trying to flip that mouse to the cat when Sasha grabbed that mouse and the tail was sticking out of her lips and promptly ate it. Just swallowed it down after a few crunches. Just like that. I am not much of a farm girl I tell you because I wanted to gag. I had to go walk around and take deep breaths of cold air.

See our last tumbleweed pile.

I don't mind when the cats catch mice but Sasha well that's different. I have been calling her mouse breath all morning. My brain keeps having all of these terrible thoughts and wanting to write stories about how carnage came to the chicken coop last night. From the mouse point of view. I have to make myself stop. They are rodents, vermin who carry disease. They do not look like cute mice like in Cinderella or Beatrix Potter. But in my mind they do sort of because as Elliot said, they are corn fed mice. I will let Mr. or Mrs Skunk enjoy  the mice then I will bury the hole back in and problem solved. With very little effort on my part.

That rainbow looks like it came down on Ron's shed.
Can you see the double rain bow in this last picture? It was a very nice rainbow. Well need to go bake a birthday cake. February is a nice month for birthdays. Elliot likes Fun Fetti cake, but I make it from scratch and use lots more sprinkles.

I hope you have a wonderful weekend. This post was really going to be about all of the wool I dyed this week. Maybe later. I got the best reds and blues.

Thank you for visiting today.


Perhaps, after all, our best thoughts come when we are alone. It is good to listen, not to voices but to the wind blowing, to the brook running cool over polished stones, to bees drowsy with the weight of pollen. If we attend to the music of the earth, we reach serenity. And then, in some unexplained way, we share it with others.
Gladys Taber