The cranberry sauce is made. It's beginning to look a lot like Chr. . . er . . . Thanksgiving. The pound cakes are made, too. That's two down and a lot more to go.
Mission for Today: Remember to savor the flavor of the season.
Nov 20, 2010 | 3:15 AM PST
I spent the day playing in the yard. It took forever to get the leaves off the back patio after that big storm the other night. Yeah, I could have just swept them off into the yard, but they would have blown back in five minutes. I raked up the area all around the patio up to Aunt Winnie's Garden and the Rock Garden again so that I would have a pretty view. The sun was gone from the backyard by then and was getting too chilly for me, so I went to enjoy the front porch for a while. The Japanese walk was still clear from my sweeping the other day, so all I had to do was remove the leaves from the front porch, sit, and watch the birds. I had chicken BBQ-ing in the oven, a fruit salad made, and all I had to do was heat up the rest that was ready to go. I enjoyed relaxing and revelling in the beauty. It turned out to be a much nicer day than I had anticipated. I hope today will be the same. It's too pretty outside to be thinking of holiday cooking and baking, but I really must get my cranberry sauce made before I forget all about it because of these beautiful days!
I hope that all of you have a great day.
Mission for Today: Remember to treasure the pleasure.
A friend had gotten her grands some Easter biddies, but miraculously the cute little biddies grew up to be chickens. She couldn't care for them any longer and wanted us to keep them. They were two beautiful, huge white leghorns. They were about as big as turkeys. I went out to the pen to get pictures of them. At first they were very standoffish and wouldn't let me get near them.
Then suddenly they came running over. It was a hoot. Fred kept circling me, like a dog getting ready to bite me in the ankle! Round and round we went till I was dizzy trying to get the picture. I could hear her big old feet thumping on the ground.
Alice would run every time I aimed the camera.
They really are very sweet birds, but their size is intimidating.
Yesterday, I observed them hanging out at the waterer, sipping and clucking. None of the other girls would get near them. I guess it's because they are so big. Finally, they went on their way, and the others ran over to get a quick drink before the two interlopers returned. I suppose things will be different in the Double X Duplex now that it has been taken over by Fred and Alice.
Mission for Today: Remember that size doesn't matter.