P.S. There's a lesson here: Don't judge a book by it's cover!
Monday, February 28, 2011
P.S. There's a lesson here: Don't judge a book by it's cover!
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
I called up Mike the other day and asked if I could stop by.
And while he picked up all the "poopie",
He told me to go and say "Hi"........
To all the animals he has over there
But when I saw this one, I couldn't help but stare!
I've never seen a Turkey so large
My goodness, he was as big as a barge!
"Sixty pounds," said Mike with his big old grin
For goodness sakes, it made me feel thin!
"He likes you, " said Mike, as the bird started to "talk"
"You see" he went on, "even got a John Wayne walk."
For you see, where he came from wasn't so great
And now Mike is talking about giving him a mate!
Yes, Mike took him in and gave him a new home
He didn't want the poor fellow to be all alone.
But before I knew it, it was time to say "bye"
I hopped in my car and just kept saying "Oh, my!"
P.S. I'm heading over to Verde Farm for Farm Friend Fridays. See you there!
And now for the hunting stuff.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
(Wouldn't you agree, "wife of Sam?" LOL!)
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
On Wednesday morning, when the dogs and I were coming down the last hill right before our driveway, I heard the loud thrashing of dried leaves. I turned quickly over my right shoulder to see what would be making that much noise in the dried leaves. Copper and Moon heard it too. They immediately spun around towards the slope of the ridge and went into protect mode. Moon growled. Copper's fur was standing up along his spine, tail motionless. Looking up on the slope of the ridge, I saw something...something blackish barreling down the slope right toward us. At first it was just a blur because it was almost chest high in dried leaves. To tell you the truth, I thought bear. However, as it got closer, I saw that it was nothing to fear.
It turned out to be one of my neighbor's German Shepherd. She's been coming down to visit lately. I think she's looking for companionship. After all, they are a working breed and working keeps them satisfied. If she were mine, I'd put her to work. She is a beauty though, isn't she?
I put Moon and Copper inside the confines of the fence because Copper doesn't like her ...at all. She is exceptionally timid and submissive and I don't want him intimidating her further. Plus, I've had some experience with "fear biters" and that can be a little rough.
I stayed outside with her for a while, giving her a nice shoulder massage, talking to her. Then when it was time for me to head in the house, she meandered up the ridge and vanished into the woods.
She'll be back to visit, I'm sure.
P.S. Remember to stop at WVTreasures today for Angela's Show & Tail. I'm linking up...:)
Monday, February 21, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
I noticed a lot of new things happening here in the Hollow now that Spring is heading this way. Oh, sure the Daffodils and the Tulips and other early bloomers are peeping up out of the ground. And each day, after I walk, I take a little tour around the yard to see what's new and sometimes what's old too. Old is good. I like old just as much as new!
Thanks to a good friend of mine who has gotten me into "birding," I am trying to learn, absorb and remember various birds, their characteristics and their calls. My favorite, thus far, is the Rufous Sided Towhee. No, I didn't not take this picture. I borrowed it from Google...:)
Listen carefully when you are outdoors. Listen to a bird that seems to be saying...DRINK YOUR TEA. Honest to goodness, that's just what it sounds like! You will generally find these birds at lower levels. They are typically only a few feet off the ground and, as you can see, they are as handsome as ever. Actually in person, they are even more striking!
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Although I didn't quite understand that, I figured, they're in charge. So I pulled my wallet from my purse and as I began taking my license out, he said, "I can look at it like that." It was in one of those clear window pockets. Without thinking, I said, "OK sweetheart". He handed it back to me and once again, I said, "thank you sweetheart."
Friday, February 18, 2011
Feeling the sunshine on my face when I was outside today, I couldn't help but feel refreshed. Spring is just around the corner, I thought. Since all that fresh air and sunshine had rejuvenated me, I decided, once I came in, to tackle a little "spring cleaning"...specifically, my portion of the walk-in closet.
|Valentine & her Mom, Mini Pearl|
I know, I know...Valentines Day is past. But this little Valentine is here to stay and doing just fine! Mike sent me this picture of Mom and her little one.
Now you didn't hear this from me....but...as the story goes: He did tell me that Chi, their Jacob's Sheep, who loves everyone and everything, kept on ramming little Valentine! Can you imagine?!?!? He moved Chi to a different pen.
I was thinking, maybe Chi knew the baby would get all the attention and was jealous. Heck, that happens with people and dogs. Why can't it happen with other animals?
I've got to go over for a visit as soon as I can! It will be over the weekend, which is almost here!! Until, I get to see that little fuzz muffin in person, I got this picture to tide me over.
P.S. Now today, I'm linking up with Amy at Verde Farm for Farm Friend Friday! Come on over...she'd love to have you stop by!
Thursday, February 17, 2011
|Looking left upon entering|
I will admit, however, that as I open the door, I ALWAYS ALWAYS have Moon and Copper with me. You see, if there is anything in there, Copper will let me know! Of all the dogs I have ever had, he is the most incorrigible!
|Looking straight upon entering|
Looks to me like there's enough fencing here to do something with, don't you think? I often wondered what the Pres is saving it for. I also see some nice chicken wire in there. I wonder what we're saving that for?
There's the tiller which will be coming out soon.
The stockade fence way in the back is for my American Flags that I make. To learn how, click American Flag.
|Looking right upon entering|
Then, last but not least...ta~da...the MESS! It really looks worse than it is.
One of the Pres' table saws and just a few of my flower pots and seed starter trays, hoops, stakes, etc.
But,I look at it this way...Spring will be coming soon, so the pots and starter trays will be put to good use after they're scrubbed and cleaned. Then the mess will be less, right?
Right! I knew you'd agree with me...:)
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
It feels like Spring though since I'm hearing and seeing a lot more bird activity. For instance, the dogs, sniffing the bunches of dried grass, disturbed a Bob White who flew out and startled me more than them! Then, looking overhead while listening to a strange cackling sound, I saw a Pileated Woodpecker take off from one of the dead trees and head deeper into the woods up the mountain.
We began our trek down and back to the Hollow. I love that walk. As I breathe in the fresh air, expanding my lungs more and more with each breath, energy fills me. It's a wonderful feeling.
We got back to the house around 8:00am, and since I didn't want to go in (and wake the Pres), I decided to "putz" a little. I began raking up some of the smaller branches and twigs that were blown down from the 50 mph winds we had the day before. That's one thing about the Blue Ridge. We get wind.
At first, I filled the wheel barrow. Then, once that was the pile got bigger and bigger full I began to fill the trailer. Finally, I had to stop because nothing else would fit in the trailer. Unfortunately now it was time for me to go in and get the key to the ATV. I cranked it up and hitching the trailer with the twigs and branches was not an easy task. But, I managed.
Hopping on the ATV and putting it in first, I headed towards the gate. I told the kids to "wait" as I drove the ATV and trailer through, dismounted and then went back to close the gate behind me. I didn't want Moon and Copper running the ridge especially now that Sam is retired!
I headed over to one of the burn piles and unloaded the debris. Then, I headed back to the gate where the dogs were patiently waiting and then ran along side of the ATV as I pulled in through the gateway and around the shed and parked.
Good work, I thought as I headed in the house to eat breakfast and start the sheets...:)
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
|Valentine, a Mini Mule|
Remember my friend, Mike, and his mom, Ellie? I hope so, because this story is NOT about him! (In case, you don't remember him, click here for a visit.) You'll meet most of the critters they have. I say most because he's gotten more that I'll be telling you about soon I'm sure!
Well...on Sunday Mike sent me an email and in it was this picture, taken this past Saturday, when Mike went outside to feed everyone. There was something new! He just kept saying "Oh, my" over and over again!
Well, as the story goes, according to Mike, Texas Pete (a donkey)
Meet Valentine! She was born during the night on Friday and was just waiting with her mom, Mini Pearl, a Mini Horse. Isn't she the cutest little Valentine you ever saw?
So, I guess I did get more than one Valentine after all...:)
P.S. It's Tuesday and time to head on over to WV Treasures for
Angela's Show & Tail. See you there...:) I'm bringing this little Valentine with me!
Monday, February 14, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Here in the Hollow, there is no such thing as "cable." There is no such thing as "DSL." So, for both television and my computer, the source of connectivity is via satellite. The dish for the television is mounted on the side of the house and the dish for my computer is mounted on a pole. You see, they wouldn't mount on the metal roof.
The message appeared on the screen "NO link to server." Now anyone who has had anything to do with computers in any capacity knows that that is not a good message. I had lost connectivity and for no apparent reason. There was no ice or snow on the dish, which is easily within my reach to sweep it off if there was. Yes, I've done that a few times.
So, a service call is in order. Oh well...I'll have a lot of catching up to do. Until then, I get to go to the library. C'est la vie!
Friday, February 11, 2011
Around here, many land owners choose to have the property "timbered." Apparently, it's a way to make money from your land. If fact, over the weekend, when I saw my neighbor, Sam, he told me that he is now in the forest management since he retired. What he's doing is removing the trees that are not "good" and replacing them with trees that are. Smart guy, don't you think?
For today, here's a picture of the South side (where Moon is) and then, that's the West side (where that feeder is).
Did I ever tell you about that feeder??? Now there's a story...another adventure that I forgot about.
Verde Farm for Farm Friend Friday. Please join me so we can enjoy the adventures that so many share!
Then he politely
I've linking up to Lisa's over at Two Bears Farm today for Memory Lane Fridays. Come on by and visit. Lisa would love it!
"Your assignment for this week's prompt is to write a piece that begins with the line, "I could never have imagined" and ends with the line, "Then the whole world shifted." We're going to stick with the 600-word limit this week."
Thursday, February 10, 2011
"Life cycle of copperhead snakesCopperheads are viviparous - their embryos develop inside the female body and she gives live birth to 3-10 young snakes during late summer or early fall. Young snakes measure 8-10 inches (20-26 cm). Young copperhead snakes resemble adults except for a more grayish coloration and a yellowish tip on their tails."
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
It was so cold and windy here today that I thought I'd move ahead a few months. It's August. It's a hot, humid and very lazy afternoon with the sun shining brightly high in the sky.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
"Will Michael Vick's Bad Newz Kennel be transformed into the Good Newz
Rehab Center for Chained and Penned Dogs? Dog nonprofit has 45-day
contract on property, taking vote to the public to raise funds for
center Tipton, PA -- February 4, 2011 -- Dogs Deserve Better"
|Friendly & Felice|
About two years ago, Joe and I were in his truck with Moon and Copper in the back seat. As we headed down the gravel road and rounded the corner, not only was the pavement ahead of us, I saw something up further rounding the next bend. "It looked like the rear end of a horse," I said to Joe.
Sure enough, we got up around the bend and there she was! It was Chrissy, one of the donkeys that belongs to the preacher and his wife.
Chrissy had a bad habit. She would always get out and go wandering whenever she wanted some male companionship, if you know what I mean. As we approached her, I told Joe not to scare her with the truck. He has a diesel and the motors are very loud so I asked him to pull over and shut off the truck while I went after her on foot. I told him to keep Moon and Copper in the truck. Instructions received and understood.
I walked up to Chrissy, grabbed hold of her head and then I thought, this is going to be interesting because she's not wearing a halter! As I walked along side of her heading back toward the truck, Moon decided to be her protective self and in the blink of an eye, jumped out of the open window and began barking incessantly at Chrissy. I'm sure she was trying to protect me...my Mountain Moon. However, all that did was cause Chrissy to turn and trot off in the direction that we just came from...back up the hill!
I remembered I had a dog leash in the truck so I grabbed it from the door pocket and once again pursued Chrissy. No, I don't have a picture! However, picture me, wearing flip flops, walking a donkey with the dog leash wrapped around her neck down the road~ho hum and la dee da. Yep...life in the Hollow...:)
|Felice, Friendly, Chrissy, Harold (the hunk)|
This photo was taken last May when my friends from the Netherlands came to visit. It will give you an idea though of how sweet they all are. Of course, in this photo you'll see Harold (far right). Since Harold is around, Chrissy doesn't "go looking" if you know what I mean. And she shares Harold with Friendly, the other female. He's the proud father of both of the little ones in the picture. Oh, and me...I just like to go visit. I refer to this as "squatters rights"?
Head on over to Angela's at WV Ttreasures for her Tuesday's Show & Tail! I have my schedule all messed up this week so I'm heading there now...better late than never!
Monday, February 7, 2011
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Prior to that, the water into the house followed a very interesting path. Last weekend, it was in the 50's here so I went exploring with who else but the wonder dogs. Here's how the water system used to work.
This picture is simply heading up the ridge on the North side of the house.
Ahh...yes. This is where I turned around and what you can see in the distance is the house. It's a nice steep walk. It helps if you stay focused on the ground in front of you not the land up above you.
See...we're getting closer because you can see the top of the ridge. I only do this walk when it is NOT hunting season and when there's no chance of snakes and yellow jackets. That reminds me...wait 'til I tell you THAT story!!!
The tank itself holds 350 gallons. There's an overflow, a drain and a sediment trap (yep...on more than one occasion when I complained about the water pressure, there was a Blue Dodger stuck in there!)
Then the rest is gravy. I should say gravity....right down the mountain side underground feeding the entire house. Then, of course, we had a "black light" system in the house that purified any and all water. I could never understand why they called it a black light when in fact the actual light was blue.
And, speaking of blue, here's a picture taken from the holding tank looking down towards the house and barn. As you can see, it was a beautiful sunny day. (I apologize for the glare in these last few shots.)
Here we are, back at the gate located above the Spring House roof because of the hillside that surrounds it.
Glenda, was it you that asked me if there is still a spring there?
Yes, there is. However, it was piped before we bought the place.
The well was put in for practical purposes. There had been a few years here where our area experienced a drought. And, although we never ran out of water, I'd rather know that I won't. I'm one of those. Actually, the well water is more pure...has less bacteria. Springs bubble up from the ground and then mixes with all sorts of impurities from the surface. Well water originates from the aquifer.
P.S. If ever the well failed, the gravity fed spring water could, in fact, be reconnected. Of course, the "black light" ,which is really blue, would have to be reconnected. You see, I'm also one of those. I believe in back-ups.
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Well, this afternoon, I went outside to play with Moon and Copper just like always. While I was throwing a stick for Copper, I noticed an orange bag hanging off the paper holder next tot he mailbox. I thought, good gravy! Not another phone book! The kids and I continued to play then, after filling the bird feeders, I walked down the driveway and crossed the road, muttering under my breath about phone books.
But then, something struck me as odd. As I got closer, I thought that's not another phone book bag. Oh my goodness, I thought, I forgot to go to Lisa's this week and pick up her stash of magazines that she sets aside for me! I'll give her a jingle when I get in the house to thank her.
So, I set the bag aside in my office where my PC is and began blogging because I am behind. Perhaps I should say that I sat on my behind and began blogging. To tell you the truth, I didn't even look at the bag until it was almost supper time. Then I brought it out to the table. Well, to my surprise, this is what was inside:
Friday, February 4, 2011
The assignment this week from The Red Dress Club:
It can be fiction or non-fiction, you can follow the same rules - no more than 600 words, 3 minutes read aloud - and write about a time of laughter mixed with tears.
After supper, they wanted to go outside again "just until it got dark." Before heading out the door, they all hit the cookie jar. When they got to the door, Robert said, "Aunt Janet, why did the cookie have to go to the doctor?" I looked up at him and, as he put that big smile on his face, he said, "because it was feeling crummy!"
The kids all laughed. Oh, I laughed too. But, before I knew it, tears filled my eyes and I lost it. I loved him so. He was so full of energy and life.