What I found Out About Chickens

I ran across a blog called, "backyardfarming.blogspot"
with a post entitled "They Eat Their Young."
I was thinking that I had a egg eater, but had no idea
that I maybe have two or even three. I was hardly getting
any eggs each day. So in the post it said, to put plastic
Easter eggs in your nest boxes and they will peck the plastic
egg open and it hurts their beaks and they will stop eating eggs.

I took a whole handful of plastic eggs out there on Wednesday
morning and Wednesday night when I went to check
all of the plastic eggs were open in the nest boxes and I had
4 eggs, up from the two I had been getting out of 10 hens.

So yesterday when I went to get eggs I had 6 brown ones
and a blue-green one. (The bantams are good chickens who never eat
their young.) It worked and I just could not believe it was
such a easy solution. So if you aren't getting the eggs you think
you should, it could be like me, I thought my hens were just perfect,
little did I know they were not.

Oh, by the way, it wasn't because they were hungry, they get more
food and they are kind of chubby for chickens, that is what my kids say,
I even let them run around my back yard and they have shelter and lots
of water. They just picked up a bad habit.

I have so much to learn about hens.

My Favorite Furniture

This is my favorite piece of furniture. I have always
been sort of hooked on Hoosier Step Savers. I was on
Ebay the other day looking at cabinets and I came
across this page of Hoosier cabinets. Here is one I found.

I love these things, then I started
looking at mine and it dawned on me
I have one only a new one. But someday,
I will be gone and someone else will have
my cabinet.
As I looked at these, I kept thinking of all
of the farm wives and mothers who were so
proud of their cabinets. Just like I am of mine.

I wish I could give this one a home, but I do not
need any more furniture. But I look at these
things and my mind goes off in different directions.

So, what's in your house that you look at and are so thankful
that you own it? Is there anything that you look at and it just
makes you happy?
It is thankful Thursday, and I have to tell you what I am thankful
for, vain as it is, I get to get a hair cut and a weave. I haven't had
a haircut since December and we won't even talk about roots.
So, I am thankful that I get my hair done. I hope you have a wonderful
Thursday too.

Rainbows

I snapped this of a rainbow out in front of the house.
When I was a kid, we had went to visit my Grandpa
and he showed me this picture of a big horn sheep
hunt he had been on and he was standing at the foot
of a rainbow. It was the neatest picture, I asked my
uncle after my Grandpa died if he found it while going
through his things, he didn't. So it just
lives in my brain. I did ask my Grandpa Sam if there was any gold.
He said no, just the golden opportunity to stand at the foot,
of a rainbow. He also did not get a big horn sheep.

I was very little the first time I met my Grandpa Sam, he had
served in WW ll and when he went over seas, he was in a unit
stationed in the Pacific. He never told us what he did he kept
it secret. Then at his funeral, the veteran who gave it told what
his job had been. His job was to land on islands, filled with the
Japanese and his job was hand to hand combat with guns and bayonets and to kill every Japanese
soldier on the island and then fight their way back to the ship.

He came home, after that, but never talking. He drank a lot.
I loved him very much but he didn't stay around.
We both became Christians at the same time. He sent me my Bible
and he would call and we would talk for hours.
I wish I had listened better. I loved Ronald Reagan because
he looked so much like my Grandpa Sam and on Saturdays
there was this show on T.V, that Ronald Reagan hosted.
I never missed it because I really thought my Grandpa
was on T.V. That is why he didn't come visit.
I don't know why I am writing about this, it must be from
yesterdays post, and I am thinking about World War Two.
I have 4 sons and 3 grand sons, war affects us all.
So come Lord Jesus. Have a wonderful Wednesday.

Irena Sendler

I had never heard of this wonderful woman until
today. I read her story, cried mostly. But fell in
love nonetheless. As I stared at her picture, I thought
to myself, I hope that someday, I can be as beautiful
as she is, I love her smile.
I would also hope to be as brave. I have always
loved Corrie Ten Boom and read all of her books
every summer. Now I have some one else to read
about. I am sure there was lots of rejoicing on the day
she went to heaven. I always love stories of "Righteous Gentiles."
Irena Sendler
There recently was a death of a 98 year-old lady named Irena.
During WWII, Irena, got permission to work in the Warsaw ghetto, as a Plumbing/Sewer specialist.
She had an 'ulterior motive'.
She KNEW what the Nazi's plans were for the Jews (being German).
Irena smuggled infants out in the bottom of the tool box she carried and she carried in the back of her truck a burlap sack, (for larger kids).
She also had a dog in the back that she trained to bark when the Nazi soldiers let her in and out of the ghetto.
The soldiers of course wanted nothing to do with the dog and the barking covered the kids/infants noises.
During her time of doing this, she managed to smuggle out and save 2500 kids/infants.



She was caught, and the Nazi's broke both her legs, arms and beat her severely.
Irena kept a record of the names of all the kids she smuggled out and kept them in a glass jar, buried under a tree in her back yard.
After the war, she tried to locate any parents that may have survived it and reunited the family.
Most had been gassed. Those kids she helped got placed into foster family homes or adopted.
Last year Irena was up for the Nobel Peace Prize.
She was not selected.
Al Gore won --- for a slide show on Global Warming.
63 years later