Tuesday, May 23, 2017

Odds and Ends

When I looked at the date of my last post I was shocked. I am sorry I have been away so long. I thought I would let you know that the skunks packed up and moved after I wrote my last post. No reason other than they are shy and we make too much noise. Sasha started not paying attention anymore and we set the camera for two days and nothing. We buried in the hole and nothing has dug around it since. They are still around though.

I went out early yesterday morning. I had walked one lap when I noticed that Sasha was staring intently at the pasture next door. Thankfully she is such a smart dog, that she doesn't leave our property unless I tell her to so she hadn't started the morning off by smelling to high heaven.

Here is what she saw:

I grabbed her by the collar and dragged her in the yard and shut the gate.  She barked and threw herself a little hissy fit. I didn't care. Then I watched it ramble off with its little rolling gate back three pastures over to the new place they must be living now. They are very small, just lots of fur. They are very proud of those tails. I have noticed they like to wave them around like flags.

I picked my first batch of boysenberries after the skunk was gone. Sasha was able to come back out and she rolled her eyes at me and walked on past giving me a cold shoulder while I was picking berries. She went out in the pasture looking very much like she wasn't going to speak to me the rest of the day.  She just ignored me and spent her time with my chickens.

Blue jays are very territorial. Apparently what I found out this week, is the berries are not mine to pick. I have been scolded and told off every time I even look side way at the berries. The blue jay is so brave that she will sit in a tree above my head as I am bent over looking for ripe berries. She will break off sticks and drop them on my head. She squawks the whole time. I have to put a lid on my picked berries as she will fly down and take every one. I thought the first day was just a fluke. She did it today as well. I just laugh because she is so brave. I will try to get a picture of her tomorrow.

  My hydrangeas are huge this year. In fact one bush is so tall its above my head. When I take pictures I have to stand on tiptoes. Of course, today is 103 and its so hard on them. My garden likes it though. My beets and sunflowers and zinnias are up in one bed and my row of sunflowers around my garden is growing so much that every day they look an inch taller. I planted cucumber and pumpkins this last weekend. I know I am going to regret planting as many cucumbers as I did, but oh well. My pickles turned out so good two years ago and I just opened my last jar. So its time.

 The other day I went to the library. I had a book in and one of the guys that now works there I knew as a kid. Which is weird because he is the same age as me but I remember as being younger. I was friends with his Mom and his sisters an eon ago. We visit when I go in and this time he wanted me to read some books he had found. Really not my cup of tea but I said I would. As I am reading along, the person in the book starts talking about Bakersfield and Valley Fever. I thought how come this always happens. All the time.
So today I was digging around and found that he and his wife used to live here and both wrote for our local newspaper, The Bakersfield Californian. My thought was, all roads lead to Bakersfield. Isn't that funny?

I have a friend in England and we used to exchange books back and forth. I sent her a package one time and as she was at work the post man left the package with the next door neighbor. When she went over to get her package. The people who were never very nice is what she said, were extremely chatty. She said they asked " Who do you know in Bakersfield California?" She told them and they said that, " They had lived there once upon a time." Even George Bush Junior was a little boy on a tricycle here. So go figure.

So just an odds and ends kind of post today. Not much going on other than me trying to find out how to keep from cooking my brain. It should be a tad cooler tomorrow. Sasha is snoring at my feet so I guess she isn't mad anymore. I am going to go walk and let her watch the cats that live at the back of the pasture. She thinks its beneath her to chase them, so she just stares mean eyes at them. She knows that smart animals don't go running around in the heat like her owner is getting ready to go do.

Have a delightful week!


“Bees do have a smell, you know, and if they don't they should, for their feet are dusted with spices from a million flowers.”
― Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine

Monday, May 15, 2017

Post Mother's Day and Skunks!

I hope each and everyone of you had a nice Mother's Day.  On Saturday, we attended My nephew's wedding. It was lovely, but I didn't take a single picture. They forbid us to take Iphone pictures so I complied. I don't think I have ever seen so many photographers and videgraphers at a single wedding.
(Megan did film some so if you want to watch her video its here. )

Emilie did the flowers and I helped her set up earlier in the day. She does such a lovely job with flowers. I have become too sensitive to the sun it seems and this is the second time in less than a month I have over done it. We got home from the wedding and I was feeling woozy. I kept thinking it was from dehydration.

 We have a skunk issue. A bad skunk issue. Here are some pictures that we got from the game came this week. (I know this is an odd way to change a topic, just stay with me.)

Cat or raccoon?
Its a freeway of activity. There are three for sure living under my shed.

 Anyway back to Saturday night. We got home from the wedding, and the boys got home a bit later. They came in the house smelling like they got sprayed and they said that they must have drove right into it, the house was filled with the aroma. Which turned my too much sun headache into the migraine of the year. As early in the morning, I was driver of the big white bus, I thought to myself, " What a interesting way to be spending the early morning hours of Mother's Day. I began motherhood and all of the first trimesters doing what I was doing on Mother's Day."
I thought  it was interesting that my body is doing one thing and my mind is doing another. I thought of how motherhood is born of sacrifice. Giving of oneself always requires sacrifice.

Look what is blooming already? I love these white ones so much.
 So not the way I thought I was going to spend Mother's Day. Its a new week though. One filled with lots of wonderful gifts I am sure. After yesterday, it was awesome to wake up this morning feeling like me and no pain. We have lovely clouds. I am going to have to be so careful I guess because for some reason sun and me are not friends.

 This morning I am planting what I didn't get planted this weekend. Sunflowers and beets. Slowly but surely I will get my garden planted. I guess I will be wearing a hat from now on.

I hope you have a lovely week.


“It is a naive sort of feminism that insists that women prove their ability to do all the things that men do. This is a distortion and a travesty. Men have never sought to prove that they can do all the things women do. Why subject women to purely masculine criteria? Women can and ought to be judged by the criteria of femininity, for it is in their femininity that they participate in the human race. And femininity has its limitations. So has masculinity. That is what we’ve been talking about. To do this is not to do that. To be this is not to be that. To be a woman is not to be a man. To be married is not to be single – which may mean not to have a career. To marry this man is not to marry all the others. A choice is a limitation.”

Wednesday, May 10, 2017

A Finished Rug

The weather today is lovely. We have a cold front moving down from Alaska so it is just a perfect day. I spend way to much time fooling with my chicks. Who are now on the way to becoming teenager chickens.
They all have little attitudes. I think I have three bantam roosters. All three have funny personalities. The hens are nice and sweet. The little roosters are just so bossy. They just make me laugh. Have you ever been bossed around by a little rooster? They peck really hard when you don't obey.

I finished a rug today. I shall fondly call it my nemesis. I have redone, and changed colors, I have put it down and tried to move on. I have not had such a hard rug to finish ever. I made myself a goal when I started hooking and if there was a time I didn't finish a rug I would stop hooking. I was not going to have UFO's---unfinished projects in my closets. I would put this rug down. I would pick it up. I would stare at it. I would try and move on. I couldn't. This has been my Waterloo. When I finished it and steamed it, I really did feel like I had conquered a huge road block in my mind. Without further ado.

Pattern from Old Tattered Flag. Easter Delivery. I have made myself like binding rugs so that isn't any big deal to me any more. I will have to put this one away until next Easter once its bound. I decided to right away started a new rug. This one has been in my pile of  patterns for a year.

It feels all right in the world. To be hooking my own pattern and hooking what I like again. I just thought I was never going to hook another rug again. It kind of scared me.

I planted sunflowers today. It feels nice to be doing normal again. Well, whatever this place I am in. A new normal. I just had to share my rug with you.

I wish you all well this week.


 People think six is a great many, when it's children. ...they don't mind six pairs of boots, or six pounds of apples, or six oranges, especially in equations, but they seem to think that you ought not to have five brothers and sisters.
E. Nesbit

Saturday, May 6, 2017

Gardening on the Brain.

This week I have spent with my hula hoe. Trying to make every thing look nice and clean. I do enjoy using that tool. It gives me time to think, to ponder and to plan. This weekend, I am planting the garden. I am going to plant a whole row of sunflowers. I want to have little squares because I can do anything in little squares. That is how my brain works. I hook that way and I clean that way. I told Ron once I could conquer the world one square at a time.

I am so thankful for the warm weather. I will admit it being 104 was a bit too warm, but I do feel better when its warm. I realize that I live outside most of the time. As soon as it gets warm, I am outside, more than inside. I even spent some days this week hooking on the porch. Which to me is bliss.

This picture is from my second garden. Look at those weeds. I remember being so shocked at how they grew that year. I don't think its been like that again. Today I keep thinking of all of the wonderful things I have to be thankful for.  We have made it through a long hard trial, and even though I am tired from it, I am thankful for the lessons I have learned. I have allowed too many weeds to grow. Trials help me to realize what is important and what is not. What things are needful and what things I need to let go. Trials keep me on a short leash. It helps me to de-clutter because I don't have the strength for excess baggage. Being in the garden helps me focus.

 I thought about how going forward means keeping my eyes going forward and not looking back. There is I think something magical about being in the garden. Dreaming and drawing out plans. Then to finally see it all beginning to grow and bear fruit. I am so happy to be able to be here right now. I am thankful that joy comes in the morning. Without trials, I don't notice the blessings.

 Today is a lovely day. I will be dreaming dreams of a garden to be and flowers to bloom.
Thank you so much for stopping by. I appreciate your friendship and the color you add to my life.

I hope you have a lovely weekend. Thanks for stopping by today,

 “He who is born with a silver spoon in his mouth is generally considered a fortunate person, but his good fortune is small compared to that of the happy mortal who enters this world with a passion for flowers in his soul.”
-- Celia Thaxter

Monday, May 1, 2017

May Day and a Trip

Happy May Day! April was such a busy month for us. I expect nothing less for May. What a blur of a year already. Ron made reservations for us in Cambria in January. We would never go anywhere if he didn't. There is always so much work to do and to leave it is so hard. I am so glad he did. Everything is so green right now and with it being May these hills will be turning brown. This has to be the prettiest drive and prettiest place I have ever seen. Its just full of these beautiful farms and vineyards and barns and windmills.

It wasn't as clear as it is sometimes but in the distance you can see the ocean and Morro Rock. We were so high up I had butterflies. At another place you could see starting a Morro Rock the seven sisters all in a line. These giant mountains of rocks.

It was so windy the day we got there and the beach was almost empty. Except for this guy and his dog. I can barely chew gum and walk and this guy was surfing and holding onto this kite. It was amazing to watch. He would jump waves and sometimes go airborne. We watched him as he flew all over that ocean. It was just amazing.

Ron and I did this trip as a walking trip. He scouted out all of the walking trails and we spent the most of two days doing nothing but walking. On Saturday I got 21,000 steps. That I think is my record for one day. Ron and I walked together everywhere. He has a longer stride since I am so short. I get more steps, but he gets more miles. Isn't that funny?

We walked this trail that he found that follows the bluffs on the ocean. If I lived there, I would want to walk it ever day. It was incredible. We think we will go back again just to hike along this place. Can you see the seals and pups on the rocks?

Its good to be home though. Its nice to get back to taking care of Sasha and the chickens. I am excited about getting the garden planted. We have our first week of 100 degrees. It will be time to get summer things ready. I hope your first week of May is a great week.


"The wind is tossing the lilacs,
The new leaves laugh in the sun,
And the petals fall on the orchard wall,
But for me the spring is done.

Beneath the apple blossoms
I go a wintry way,
For love that smiled in April
Is false to me in May."
-  Sara Teasdale, May

Monday, April 24, 2017

A Final Week in April

Here we are at the final week of April. Then my goodness May. I need to sit and write a goal list for this summer. I managed to get a rug drawn on linen this last week. Kessie drew out the picture while she was here. She would like to draw out a whole series for me called Sassy Chicken Goes--- This first one in the series is called Sassy Chicken Goes to the Beach.

It just makes me laugh and I like rugs that make me laugh. I might have to dye some wool for this one.
I need some colors that will be a bit brighter.

I know I have done this rug at least four times. I have sold it every time. I think I would like to make it this time for me.

I have been going back to rugs I sold. I wish I hadn't sold so many of them. I guess I have sellers remorse.
Its been a very busy month. So many changes and so many exciting things. I hope you have a wonderful week.

I have to get to house cleaning, with the rain we are having a plague of ear wigs. I have cleaned and vacuumed every day and every morning it looks like I haven't. Every thing you move outside it will be working alive with them. 

Happy Monday!


The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails.---William Ward

Monday, April 17, 2017

Racing Through April!

The skies look like this pretty much this morning except there are tiny leaves on the tree.  I hope you had a lovely Easter. Ours was very nice. Ben cooked street tacos for us so it was easy for me. We had the grown up Easter egg hunt. I think everyone had fun with that. Then we played this game kind of like that old game called Telephone. Do you remember that? Only we started with a phrase and the next person had to draw the picture. Each person traded papers all around the room. By the time the paper gets back to its place of  origin, you cannot believe how everything changed from the original. I don't know when I have laughed so hard. It was a good day.

April is racing by isn't it? When I turned my daily calendar I couldn't believe today is already the 17th of April.
I won't make this a long post. I have all of the Monday things to get to today. I haven't talked about my fit bit experiment in awhile. I got my badge last week for 500 miles. That was a nice surprise. I am still trying to get at least 10,000 every day. I also had to come up with a balance. People are more important than my fitbit. So I have tried to let my OCD where its concerned take a back seat. Some days I can do that like yesterday. I took it off so that I could enjoy the kids. Most days though I try to get 14,000 steps. I feel better than I have in years. I have more energy and I can go longer than I used to and get more done. Which I need to be able to keep up with Ron. My goodness, he can get 25,000 steps each Saturday and Sunday.

We got our tomatoes and peppers planted this weekend. We hope to get the rest in this week. It feels nice to be planting seeds again.

I hope you have a lovely week.
Thank you so much for stopping by. I found out something last week. So many bloggers I used to read are now gone. I was clicking through the people I follow and I couldn't believe how many are just gone. I was shocked at that. So I am glad that you took the time to come and visit.
Happy Monday!


A grandmother pretends she doesn't know who you are on Halloween. Erma Bombeck

So glad I am not doing laundry like this today. I love the apron though.

Sunday, April 16, 2017

He is Risen

I wish you the best of all days today.  I hope your day is wonderful. Happy Resurrection Day!


…But the angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; He has risen, just as He said! Come, see the place where He lay. Then go quickly and tell His disciples, ‘He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see Him.’ See, I have told you.”… Matthew28:6

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

A Busy Week!

It was a very busy week! Having everyone home was a very busy time. I don't think I even thought about the computer for a week. Ron took some time off so it was nice he got to enjoy the kids and the kids enjoyed him. One day he played with them out in the yard that they were in space ships. A couple of them decided they need to be in a cryogenic sleep until they passed Jupiter.

Chicks were a big hit.
Co- pilot Peeking

Co- pilot asleep

One of the pilots was running the ship from Grandpa's computer.

Megan took a video vlog of the birthday party if you want to watch it here at the Hollar Homestead.

Ron built a new little chicken tractor coop for my little hens. I can move this all over the yard until they are big enough to be in the big coop.

 Today is our 37th wedding anniversary. We were going to go out tonight then decided we liked being home more. We have a trip planned at the end of the month when the chicks can be left outside all night. We decided we would take  Friday and work on the garden. Which to both of us sounds like the perfect way to spend an anniversary.

I had every intention to taking more pictures. I get so busy I never do take as many as I planned. I am glad Megan was glad to get the birthday party at least.

I hope that your week is a nice one. Kessie had a tiny bit of time to draw out some new rug patterns. I hope to get to those at some point and get them ready to hook. Her drawings always make me happy.

I have missed you all.


“A happy marriage is the union of two good forgivers.” ~ Ruth Bell Graham