Today as I walked around with my camera, I realized how much I love the simplicity of living here. Some people might come here and wonder what in the world am I talking about and how it just looks like dirt and weeds. Well, they are my dirt and weeds and I love it. I think after a week of being out and a bout, living in the car more than in the house, on days like this I appreciate getting to finally be really home. I realize how my soul craves solitude. As I was walking down the little hill to the pasture this morning, and as I turned the corner I just felt peace and joy and I felt like the whole place just shouts, " Welcome Home."
I have this volunteer sunflower and I have watched it like a hawk. I am glad it is up under the trees as I heard the parrots flying over doing reconnaissance, looking for sunflowers. This one they didn't see. As I was taking pictures though, I was being scolded quite loudly.
Mr. Nosy Parker there, was not happy about the photo shoot. His wife was in the next tree over letting her voice be known too. He was breaking little sticks and dropping them on me. It really broke my concentration. When I would look up at him, he would pretend he was just pecking on a branch.
The berries are just blooming their little hearts out. I am so glad I have things around that remind me why I like gardening.
My hens are just laying so well now. It has been so nice to collect eggs and every single day I think it is one of my favorite things to do. I just love my little hens.
I hope you have a lovely weekend. We will have a warm weekend, but it will be nice. I am thinking of playing in the garden. Ron bought new hula hoe's yesterday. You can just imagine the jokes the boys made coming in seeing the hula hoes propped against the couch. " Is Dad bringing Hoes home again?" You know stuff like that. :) The garden shops have been out every time he has gone to buy some. Last week while trying to hula hoe, the poor old hoes are so used bent and worn out. I just gave up and quit trying to work. I couldn't chop a weed to save my life.
Happy Friday and the weekend!
“Self-pity is the hens' besetting sin," remarked Mr. Payton. "Foolish
fowl. How they came to achieve anything as perfect as the egg I do not
know! I cannot fathom.”
― Elisabeth Enright---Gone Away Lake