I am trying to decide which one it is, Let go, sounds better than being fired, anyhow my outside work is slowly being fazed out , but not really as gardening season is just around the corner, We will be planting these next week. Woo Hoo!
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Good news, Mr p. has finally got his freedom, he took off to the store for gas and ran a few errands by himself today, I cautioned him to be careful, but I always do that anyhow.
He has begun to take on more chores outside, with the help of a neighbor friend, the therapist gave the okay. If you live with a farmer, you know they can only take so much inside activities, he has never been a tv watcher, just news and sports in the evening.
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I asked Dh how many eggs he wanted for breakfast today, "two," I wanted one,
but what a surprise for me when I cracked my egg, we rarely get double yolked eggs, always makes me smile.
I must have been really feeding Lucy Mae well, I told Mr P, I felt sorry for her as the Americana chickens are small, thus they lay smaller blue eggs, poor hen, She was very mischievous last night, she flew over to the turkey pen, so I let her stay there for an overnight visit, I am happy to say Mr P. and Charlie caught her this morning and she is now back home.
As a child ,my summers were spent at my grandparents farm, one of my chores was to gather the eggs, I still enjoy going to the coop and gathering eggs even now.
I have continued my daily exercising by walking here and about on the farm,(4.5 miles each day) Uncle Joe always run up to the fence for a head scratch, he is so friendly, so sweet, and lets me hug him. I once asked him for a ride, he tilted his head back hee hawed, with a big grin, I decided not to, as I have seen him buck.
The Bradford Pear trees are in full bloom, so pretty, they have an unusual aroma, which I enjoy.
Having our lane lined with Bradford Pears is how the blog was named, make sense to me. I am counting the days until spring, are you.When the Bradford pear trees are in bloom, I bypass the lane and walk under them, as I walk the wind sends showers of blossoms, this is my time of refreshing and renewing, of body, mind and spirit.
Thank you
for all of your encouraging comments, friendship,
may your day be filled
with much joy, peace and contentment,
love,
Sue