Usually February is the month that seems to drag on forever (despite being the shortest), but this felt like an extra-long January. I'm not sure someone didn't sneak some extra days in there somewhere!
I got a good start on my reading challenges by completing seven books this month! That's great for a slow reader like me. I usually do well to get three or four read in a month. (still contemplating the idea of someone slipping in some extra days)
Remember the donkeys I featured in a Shadow Shot Sunday post earlier this month? They're gone!! Turns out our livestock partner found a taker for them. They left before I even knew we were giving them away! I'll miss hearing them bray in the mornings. My husband says he won't miss them. They were greedy and got in the way when feeding the cows.
Duck season is over for another year. After all my enthusiam at the beginning of the 09/10 season, I haven't been back since. Oh well. It's gotten where I prefer dove hunting and I did get to do that several times last fall. Speaking of.... it's time I pull some of the little birds out of the freezer and prepare them for my husband. He loves my dove in mushroom gravy.
Mabel had a rough weekend. She must have eaten something in the yard that she shouldn't have. Projectile vomiting is one thing, but projectile diar...... well, I won't go into detail. Let's just say I don't know who I felt worse for, her for being sick or me for having to clean up after her!
Moving right along, it's been a month filled with wild swings in temperature. Hot, cold, warm, cool. Saturday it got up to 73F (23C). Another cold front is coming, though, and by tomorrow night it's supposed to get down to 25F (-4C) with a high Wednesday of 35F (2C). What I really dislike is when it's very cold at night, yet warms up considerably during the day. Makes it hard to know how to dress.
Enough ramblings for one day!
- Kelly
- Making my way through the ups and downs of life, holding fast to my favorite Bible verse: "For we walk by faith, not by sight." ~2 Corinthians 5:7. I began blogging in earnest at Yahoo360 on October 24, 2005. (briefly using LiveJournal and blog-city prior to that) In June 2008 I moved to Blogger. I'm now at WordPress where I hope to remain.
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Friday, July 2, 2010
The Walk (and some slaw)
Younger daughter and I decided we'd better take an extra long walk this morning to counteract some of the good stuff we've eaten lately. We set out before 7:00 a.m. and you'd think with temperatures in the mid 70s it would be pleasant. Factor in humidity of more than 90% and it quickly becomes a sweaty experience. Let's just say after walking close to five miles at a fairly good pace we felt like we'd gotten quite a workout!
We live in a rural area with no leash law, so we always hope that none of the dogs along the route bite..... and believe me, there are LOTS of dogs in our area! Many barked at us, a few came to the edge of their yards, and one came up to give us a sniff or two. Some of you might remember that two years ago we sold Debby to some friends up the road. She was pregnant at the time and gave birth to a little girl they named Bella. Evidently Bella's new family gives her lots of attention. As we walked past her pasture she started plodding her way towards us, clearly expecting something. She tuned up and gave a little bray as we passed her by. I sort of felt bad that we didn't stop and pet her! On the return trip she didn't come to the fence, but kept a close eye on us until we were out of sight. I think the most disconcerting part of the walk was when we passed under a high-voltage powerline. You could actually hear the surge of electricity coming from the wires!! Maybe next time we walk I'll take the camera along so I can illustrate my narrative.
We live in a rural area with no leash law, so we always hope that none of the dogs along the route bite..... and believe me, there are LOTS of dogs in our area! Many barked at us, a few came to the edge of their yards, and one came up to give us a sniff or two. Some of you might remember that two years ago we sold Debby to some friends up the road. She was pregnant at the time and gave birth to a little girl they named Bella. Evidently Bella's new family gives her lots of attention. As we walked past her pasture she started plodding her way towards us, clearly expecting something. She tuned up and gave a little bray as we passed her by. I sort of felt bad that we didn't stop and pet her! On the return trip she didn't come to the fence, but kept a close eye on us until we were out of sight. I think the most disconcerting part of the walk was when we passed under a high-voltage powerline. You could actually hear the surge of electricity coming from the wires!! Maybe next time we walk I'll take the camera along so I can illustrate my narrative.
My family isn't much on slaw, especially when it's not the mayonnaise variety. The vinegar types are healthier, though, and I really like this version I put together this morning.
Colorful Coleslaw
1 pkg. (10 oz.) angel hair coleslaw mix
1 medium sweet red pepper, chopped
1 medium green pepper, chopped
1 medium yellow summer squash, chopped
1/2 cup chopped red (purple) onion
1/3 cup white wine vinegar
3 Tablespoons lime juice
1 Tablespoon canola oil
1-1/2 teaspoon sugar
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon lemon pepper
Combine first five ingredients in a serving bowl. In a separate bowl, whisk together remaining ingredients. Pour over vegetables in serving bowl and toss to coat. Cover and refrigerate at least a half hour before serving.
Colorful Coleslaw
1 pkg. (10 oz.) angel hair coleslaw mix
1 medium sweet red pepper, chopped
1 medium green pepper, chopped
1 medium yellow summer squash, chopped
1/2 cup chopped red (purple) onion
1/3 cup white wine vinegar
3 Tablespoons lime juice
1 Tablespoon canola oil
1-1/2 teaspoon sugar
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon lemon pepper
Combine first five ingredients in a serving bowl. In a separate bowl, whisk together remaining ingredients. Pour over vegetables in serving bowl and toss to coat. Cover and refrigerate at least a half hour before serving.
Friday, April 2, 2010
Let the fishing begin!
It's that time of year again. The weather is warmer, the world is greener... and the fish are starting to bite!
Our first attempt was on Monday evening and we set out with high hopes. My husband got a few hits on a spinner bait, but in general the fish weren't cooperating. Thursday evening was a little better. Armed with a shiny new spinner bait of my own (my first), I caught a nice bass right off the bat. I reeled in a second one with a plastic worm, then lost a third which broke my line, taking my new spinner bait with it.
The actual fishing might not have been great, but it was nice just being out on the pond. I get a real sense of peace and serenity out on the water, taking in the sights and sounds around me. Gazing out over the pasture, I could see the cows and donkeys grazing and heard the occasional moo or bray. We saw some blue-wing teal and wood ducks along with a pair of Canada Geese that have spent several summers nesting on our pond. Both evenings our yards dogs decided to join us. Mama Dog is an impressive swimmer. The first evening she and Blue swam out to the beaver hut. They climbed all over it trying to sniff out the residents whom we had seen in another part of the pond earlier. The second evening, while Blue and Jed watched from the shore, Mama Dog repeatedly tried to swim out to the boat, scaring every fish in the vicinity I'm sure. What seemed cute at first quickly became annoying. I hope she doesn't make a habit of it!
Changing the subject.... I was browsing other blogs today and discovered a book challenge I wish I had found earlier! I've already read ten books this year that qualify and the challenge only calls for twelve. I would go ahead and join, but I would need to go back and write reviews for all those books. That's a challenge I'm not up to. Maybe next year.
Our first attempt was on Monday evening and we set out with high hopes. My husband got a few hits on a spinner bait, but in general the fish weren't cooperating. Thursday evening was a little better. Armed with a shiny new spinner bait of my own (my first), I caught a nice bass right off the bat. I reeled in a second one with a plastic worm, then lost a third which broke my line, taking my new spinner bait with it.
The actual fishing might not have been great, but it was nice just being out on the pond. I get a real sense of peace and serenity out on the water, taking in the sights and sounds around me. Gazing out over the pasture, I could see the cows and donkeys grazing and heard the occasional moo or bray. We saw some blue-wing teal and wood ducks along with a pair of Canada Geese that have spent several summers nesting on our pond. Both evenings our yards dogs decided to join us. Mama Dog is an impressive swimmer. The first evening she and Blue swam out to the beaver hut. They climbed all over it trying to sniff out the residents whom we had seen in another part of the pond earlier. The second evening, while Blue and Jed watched from the shore, Mama Dog repeatedly tried to swim out to the boat, scaring every fish in the vicinity I'm sure. What seemed cute at first quickly became annoying. I hope she doesn't make a habit of it!
Changing the subject.... I was browsing other blogs today and discovered a book challenge I wish I had found earlier! I've already read ten books this year that qualify and the challenge only calls for twelve. I would go ahead and join, but I would need to go back and write reviews for all those books. That's a challenge I'm not up to. Maybe next year.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Palm Sunday - 2010
Last year on Palm Sunday I posted the legend of the donkey's cross along with a photo illustration from one of our donkeys. If you missed that, you can click HERE to see it.
In keeping with that, here are the words to a Lenten hymn written by Almer T. Pennewell.
So lowly doth the Savior ride
A paltry borrowed beast,
Nor pomp, nor show, nor lofty pride,
Nor boast above the least.
His scepter is his kindliness,
His grandeur is his grace,
His royalty is holiness,
And love is in his face.
'Tis thus the great Messiah came
To break the tyrants' will,
To heal the people of their shame,
And nobleness instill.
Ride on, O King, ride on your way,
While men of low degree
Exalt and usher in the day
Of peace we long to see.
In keeping with that, here are the words to a Lenten hymn written by Almer T. Pennewell.
So Lowly Doth the Savior Ride
So lowly doth the Savior ride
A paltry borrowed beast,
Nor pomp, nor show, nor lofty pride,
Nor boast above the least.
His scepter is his kindliness,
His grandeur is his grace,
His royalty is holiness,
And love is in his face.
'Tis thus the great Messiah came
To break the tyrants' will,
To heal the people of their shame,
And nobleness instill.
Ride on, O King, ride on your way,
While men of low degree
Exalt and usher in the day
Of peace we long to see.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
The Kiss
Earlier this week I mentioned something about our two donkeys to my husband. He looked at me a little strangely and said, "We have three donkeys." I'm obviously a bit out of touch.
Okay. I'll admit that I haven't spent much time at the pasture since "the terrible day". I had to distance myself. Following that, Buster got cranky with his women gone and started abusing the other boys. We found him another home and Jenny's last baby was supposed to go with him. What I failed to remember was that they never came back for the little one. So... we have three donkeys, not two. I need to get down to the pasture when it warms up and take some new pictures.
In the meantime, here's an old picture of Buster which I titled "The Kiss". I entered it in a local art show and would you believe it didn't even get an honorable mention? How could they not love that face!?!
Okay. I'll admit that I haven't spent much time at the pasture since "the terrible day". I had to distance myself. Following that, Buster got cranky with his women gone and started abusing the other boys. We found him another home and Jenny's last baby was supposed to go with him. What I failed to remember was that they never came back for the little one. So... we have three donkeys, not two. I need to get down to the pasture when it warms up and take some new pictures.
In the meantime, here's an old picture of Buster which I titled "The Kiss". I entered it in a local art show and would you believe it didn't even get an honorable mention? How could they not love that face!?!
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
A Heyday
Or maybe that should be a hayday.
We still haven’t gotten any rain at our house, but it was overcast most of yesterday and the high was only 86. We decided to give late afternoon fishing one more shot. The fish weren’t biting, but we did have a little excitement.
We kept hearing the cows mooing. More so than usual. Sure enough, we soon saw two calves that had gotten out and were frolicking around outside the pasture. Fishing poles set aside, we headed to the pasture side of the pond so my husband could get out and start rounding them up. Meanwhile, I took the boat across to the dock to get the truck and head back to the pasture. (I’ve gotten pretty good in the john boat with a single paddle)
The calves were herded through a gate into the pasture and the escape route was located (a tree over the fence). That wasn’t the only problem. Somehow, the rest of the cows had broken through the fence into the area the hay is kept. They and the three remaining donkeys were having a grand ole time at the “hay buffet”! That required opening more gates and shooing everyone into a different pasture until repairs could be made this morning.
So much for a peaceful evening of fishing. Now, moving on to puppies…
Their eyes should be opening soon, so I’ve been checking on them daily to see what I could see. To my surprise, I saw more yesterday than I anticipated. More puppies, that is! There are nine of them, not seven! How will we ever find homes for all of them?!?
We still haven’t gotten any rain at our house, but it was overcast most of yesterday and the high was only 86. We decided to give late afternoon fishing one more shot. The fish weren’t biting, but we did have a little excitement.
We kept hearing the cows mooing. More so than usual. Sure enough, we soon saw two calves that had gotten out and were frolicking around outside the pasture. Fishing poles set aside, we headed to the pasture side of the pond so my husband could get out and start rounding them up. Meanwhile, I took the boat across to the dock to get the truck and head back to the pasture. (I’ve gotten pretty good in the john boat with a single paddle)
The calves were herded through a gate into the pasture and the escape route was located (a tree over the fence). That wasn’t the only problem. Somehow, the rest of the cows had broken through the fence into the area the hay is kept. They and the three remaining donkeys were having a grand ole time at the “hay buffet”! That required opening more gates and shooing everyone into a different pasture until repairs could be made this morning.
So much for a peaceful evening of fishing. Now, moving on to puppies…
Their eyes should be opening soon, so I’ve been checking on them daily to see what I could see. To my surprise, I saw more yesterday than I anticipated. More puppies, that is! There are nine of them, not seven! How will we ever find homes for all of them?!?
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Pain and Suffering
How do I even begin to relate the events of yesterday?
I’m not sharing this as an attempt to garner sympathy and I apologize if it horrifies or offends those who are soft-hearted when it comes to animals. What I’m trying to do is face up to what happened, deal with my hurt, anger and grief, and move on with my life. Some of you will understand my conflicting emotions, others may not. Regardless, please bear with me.
Those that followed my 360 blog knew that we occasionally had problems with our outside dogs bothering our goats. Once Daisy died, Hope and Bella quit roaming as much and were content to stay home. That changed when “Harry” arrived on the scene. We never really claimed him as our own despite the fact he spent the majority of his time at our house and ate our food. He liked to roam and most of the time our girls went with him.
Let me switch for a moment to our donkeys. On Monday morning my husband discovered that Sweet Baby, our favorite girl, had given birth for the first time. She was doing well and appeared to be a good mother so far. I was looking forward to seeing them and getting some pictures once the rain cleared out.
Yesterday morning my husband came upon a gruesome site. The dogs had attacked Sweet Baby and her baby and both donkeys were still alive and suffering. I don’t really know the exact timeline and details, nor do I want to. My husband had to put down the donkeys and our livestock partner shot Harry on the spot. He hesitated long enough that Hope and Bella got away, but knew that he or my husband would have to do something about them later.
They were both in the yard when I got home from my Bible study. After hearing what had happened I knew what needed to be done. I called my vet for confirmation and he agreed that there was no guarantee they wouldn’t attack more of our livestock. We’ve had two new calves in the past three days plus a couple more the past month. The donkeys were our pets, but the cattle are a business.
I loaded them into the truck and took them to the vet’s to be put down. At this point, I don’t know which upsets me more… the senseless death and suffering of those poor donkeys or what I had to do to my Hope and Bella.
It was a rough night. I woke during those dark, wee hours when everything seems its bleakest and had trouble going back to sleep. I know I’ll get over it. This isn't the first heartache I've dealt with concerning our animals and I know it won't be the last.
I’ve found myself hugging my inside pups more closely today.
I’m not sharing this as an attempt to garner sympathy and I apologize if it horrifies or offends those who are soft-hearted when it comes to animals. What I’m trying to do is face up to what happened, deal with my hurt, anger and grief, and move on with my life. Some of you will understand my conflicting emotions, others may not. Regardless, please bear with me.
Those that followed my 360 blog knew that we occasionally had problems with our outside dogs bothering our goats. Once Daisy died, Hope and Bella quit roaming as much and were content to stay home. That changed when “Harry” arrived on the scene. We never really claimed him as our own despite the fact he spent the majority of his time at our house and ate our food. He liked to roam and most of the time our girls went with him.
Let me switch for a moment to our donkeys. On Monday morning my husband discovered that Sweet Baby, our favorite girl, had given birth for the first time. She was doing well and appeared to be a good mother so far. I was looking forward to seeing them and getting some pictures once the rain cleared out.
Yesterday morning my husband came upon a gruesome site. The dogs had attacked Sweet Baby and her baby and both donkeys were still alive and suffering. I don’t really know the exact timeline and details, nor do I want to. My husband had to put down the donkeys and our livestock partner shot Harry on the spot. He hesitated long enough that Hope and Bella got away, but knew that he or my husband would have to do something about them later.
They were both in the yard when I got home from my Bible study. After hearing what had happened I knew what needed to be done. I called my vet for confirmation and he agreed that there was no guarantee they wouldn’t attack more of our livestock. We’ve had two new calves in the past three days plus a couple more the past month. The donkeys were our pets, but the cattle are a business.
I loaded them into the truck and took them to the vet’s to be put down. At this point, I don’t know which upsets me more… the senseless death and suffering of those poor donkeys or what I had to do to my Hope and Bella.
It was a rough night. I woke during those dark, wee hours when everything seems its bleakest and had trouble going back to sleep. I know I’ll get over it. This isn't the first heartache I've dealt with concerning our animals and I know it won't be the last.
I’ve found myself hugging my inside pups more closely today.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Jenny
Another death, another life.
I’m always sad when we lose an animal, but some more so than others. This is one of those sadder times.
Jenny came to us more than four years ago along with her “younger man”, Buster, and her daughter, Frances. Since that time she’s delighted us with several more babies and has always been a calm, steady presence in our pasture. If you click on “donkeys” in the tag cloud of my 360 blog, you’ll find numerous entries and pictures of her and the babies she had.
We’re still unsure of the circumstances. It could have been lightning from one of the many spring storms we’ve had recently or it might have been dogs chasing her. Something, though, caused her to bolt through a barbed wire fence, severely cutting her neck and body. Trying to medicate her and treat her wounds has been a nightmare! She finally gave up the battle and died overnight.
I’ve learned to detach myself when it comes to the livestock so I won’t get upset when things like this happen. It’s part of life and life always goes on as evidenced by my husband’s announcement this morning, “Jenny died… and we have a new calf.”
We never knew how old Jenny was, only that she was already “up there” by the time we got her. Here’s a picture taken shortly after her arrival.
Jenny, we’ll miss you.
I’m always sad when we lose an animal, but some more so than others. This is one of those sadder times.
Jenny came to us more than four years ago along with her “younger man”, Buster, and her daughter, Frances. Since that time she’s delighted us with several more babies and has always been a calm, steady presence in our pasture. If you click on “donkeys” in the tag cloud of my 360 blog, you’ll find numerous entries and pictures of her and the babies she had.
We’re still unsure of the circumstances. It could have been lightning from one of the many spring storms we’ve had recently or it might have been dogs chasing her. Something, though, caused her to bolt through a barbed wire fence, severely cutting her neck and body. Trying to medicate her and treat her wounds has been a nightmare! She finally gave up the battle and died overnight.
I’ve learned to detach myself when it comes to the livestock so I won’t get upset when things like this happen. It’s part of life and life always goes on as evidenced by my husband’s announcement this morning, “Jenny died… and we have a new calf.”
We never knew how old Jenny was, only that she was already “up there” by the time we got her. Here’s a picture taken shortly after her arrival.
Jenny, we’ll miss you.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Palm Sunday
I started this puzzle several weeks ago with the goal of having it finished by today. Appropriately titled Palm Sunday, it’s the work of artist Ruane Manning. I’ve done other puzzles featuring his artwork including At the Watering Hole and one depicting Jesus as the Good Shepherd.
In honor of the day I’m posting the legend of the Donkey’s Cross along with a photo of the cross on Buster's back.
The Donkey's Cross
"Bring me the colt of a donkey," was
the Master's request.
A young donkey was brought to Jesus
to carry Him into Jerusalem.
A week later Jesus was ordered crucified.
The little donkey so loved the Lord that
he wanted to help Him carry the cross.
But alas, he was pushed away.
The sad little donkey waited to say
goodbye until nearly all had left.
As he turned to leave, the shadow of
the cross fell upon his back and shoulder.
And there it has remained, a tribute to
the loyalty and love of the humblest
of God's creatures.
author unknown
In honor of the day I’m posting the legend of the Donkey’s Cross along with a photo of the cross on Buster's back.
The Donkey's Cross
"Bring me the colt of a donkey," was
the Master's request.
A young donkey was brought to Jesus
to carry Him into Jerusalem.
A week later Jesus was ordered crucified.
The little donkey so loved the Lord that
he wanted to help Him carry the cross.
But alas, he was pushed away.
The sad little donkey waited to say
goodbye until nearly all had left.
As he turned to leave, the shadow of
the cross fell upon his back and shoulder.
And there it has remained, a tribute to
the loyalty and love of the humblest
of God's creatures.
author unknown
Friday, December 26, 2008
Christmas 2008
Our family gets together on Christmas Eve rather than Christmas Day. This tradition began one year when our children were small and Christmas fell on a Sunday. We knew it would be hard to get them up, do “Santa”, open gifts and still get to church on time. So… we opened gifts the night before and it was such a success, we decided to continue doing it that way every year. With the kids older now and some having to spread their time between more than one place, it works out quite well.
Another tradition we began several years ago is our annual game of “Holiday Bingo”. I like to be the “caller” and pick out the prizes, simple stuff like candy, fishing lures and fun lip balms. Last round is a cover-the-board game for the grand prize, a Wal-Mart gift card. After bingo we open gifts then spend the rest of the evening playing games, visiting, watching TV or whatever. This year Older Daughter, her new husband, Younger Daughter and I had some serious competition going with the Pictionary game!
Rather than trying to have a sit-down meal, we found it’s much easier to provide an array of snack items. Chip & dip, cheese & crackers, mini sandwiches (turkey, ham, beef, goose), boiled shrimp and lots of desserts. More than enough for everyone!
Things were quiet here on Christmas Day. My husband came in from checking the livestock and announced we had a new arrival, so I visited the pasture that afternoon with camera in hand in hopes for a glimpse of the “Christmas calf”. No luck, she had it hidden somewhere. I did get a few pictures of the donkeys, though. Here’s one of the baby Jenny had in October. He has on his fuzzy winter coat! I also couldn’t resist taking a picture of this cow (or maybe it’s Bully??) curled up in a ball. Cute!
Another tradition we began several years ago is our annual game of “Holiday Bingo”. I like to be the “caller” and pick out the prizes, simple stuff like candy, fishing lures and fun lip balms. Last round is a cover-the-board game for the grand prize, a Wal-Mart gift card. After bingo we open gifts then spend the rest of the evening playing games, visiting, watching TV or whatever. This year Older Daughter, her new husband, Younger Daughter and I had some serious competition going with the Pictionary game!
Rather than trying to have a sit-down meal, we found it’s much easier to provide an array of snack items. Chip & dip, cheese & crackers, mini sandwiches (turkey, ham, beef, goose), boiled shrimp and lots of desserts. More than enough for everyone!
Things were quiet here on Christmas Day. My husband came in from checking the livestock and announced we had a new arrival, so I visited the pasture that afternoon with camera in hand in hopes for a glimpse of the “Christmas calf”. No luck, she had it hidden somewhere. I did get a few pictures of the donkeys, though. Here’s one of the baby Jenny had in October. He has on his fuzzy winter coat! I also couldn’t resist taking a picture of this cow (or maybe it’s Bully??) curled up in a ball. Cute!
Friday, October 10, 2008
Jenny's new baby
Meet Jenny's new little boy! He was born on Wednesday and I took these pictures yesterday afternoon. He's the fifth donkey born in our pasture and Jenny's fourth with us. 
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Vampires & Werewolves!
My life has been busy! I haven’t had a lot of spare time in the past two weeks, but what time I’ve had has been spent in the company of vampires and werewolves. Yes, I finally decided to read the Twilight Series by Stephenie Meyer. I started Twilight on a Saturday night and turned the final page in Breaking Dawn eleven nights later. Despite the late hour that I finished the last book, I wasn’t able to sleep. The characters and their lives kept playing through my mind. I love writers that are able to make me feel that way about their characters. I knew from reading The Host earlier in the year that I liked Meyer’s writing style and these books were equally as good. I miss Bella, Edward, Jacob and all the rest. At least I have the movie to look forward to!
Esther, our rottie-girl celebrated her 9th
birthday this past Monday! No party hats for her. She wouldn’t have been any happier to wear one than Betty was, so I decided I wouldn't torture her. She did get to have yogurt on her food that morning along with lots of extra treats during the day. Here’s a picture of her playing ball last week. Still in pretty good shape for an “older woman”!
We have a new baby donkey! It was born yesterday, but I haven’t had a chance to see it yet. I’ll try to post a picture and details soon.
Esther, our rottie-girl celebrated her 9th
birthday this past Monday! No party hats for her. She wouldn’t have been any happier to wear one than Betty was, so I decided I wouldn't torture her. She did get to have yogurt on her food that morning along with lots of extra treats during the day. Here’s a picture of her playing ball last week. Still in pretty good shape for an “older woman”!We have a new baby donkey! It was born yesterday, but I haven’t had a chance to see it yet. I’ll try to post a picture and details soon.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Mind Control Madness
I never cease to be amazed at things our government has done. This month's Discover Magazine had an item about something called Operation Midnight Climax. In the 1950s, as a part of a covert project called MKULTRA, the CIA set up a study in San Francisco where clients in a brothel were secretly dosed with LSD then observed from behind one-way mirrors!! Can you imagine?!? Call me paranoid, but there are times I wonder just how much is hidden from the American people. I'm NOT a fan of big government and I have my doubts as to what will happen following the election in November (depending on who wins).
On a lighter note.... our tomatoes are ripening in full force now. I made up our first batch of Tomato & Onion Salad this morning. I'm sure we'll have LOTS of it before the summer's over!
We made our first "donkey sale" today! Debbie, the first donkey born in our pasture, moved to a new home about two miles up the road. Recently we sold six goats to a friend to clear the weeds in his horse pasture. Shortly after he got them, two were killed by either dogs or coyotes. So.... Debbie was purchased to guard the remaining goats. I asked my husband what she thought of the horses at her new home (she's only been around cows, goats and other donkeys) and he said she immediately brayed at them. Poor girl, she probably thought they were donkeys, too. I know she'll be treated like a queen in her new home, but I hope she'll be happy away from her donkey family here. (this picture was taken a day or two after she was born almost three years ago)
How many of you actually go to Google's home page rather than using the Google tool bar? I always use the home page so I can see if they're featuring a "special" Google logo for the day. In addition to major U.S. holidays, they also celebrate famous birthdays and holidays from other countries/cultures. My brother sent me a link where you can see all the Google logos that have been used in the past.
On a lighter note.... our tomatoes are ripening in full force now. I made up our first batch of Tomato & Onion Salad this morning. I'm sure we'll have LOTS of it before the summer's over!
We made our first "donkey sale" today! Debbie, the first donkey born in our pasture, moved to a new home about two miles up the road. Recently we sold six goats to a friend to clear the weeds in his horse pasture. Shortly after he got them, two were killed by either dogs or coyotes. So.... Debbie was purchased to guard the remaining goats. I asked my husband what she thought of the horses at her new home (she's only been around cows, goats and other donkeys) and he said she immediately brayed at them. Poor girl, she probably thought they were donkeys, too. I know she'll be treated like a queen in her new home, but I hope she'll be happy away from her donkey family here. (this picture was taken a day or two after she was born almost three years ago)
How many of you actually go to Google's home page rather than using the Google tool bar? I always use the home page so I can see if they're featuring a "special" Google logo for the day. In addition to major U.S. holidays, they also celebrate famous birthdays and holidays from other countries/cultures. My brother sent me a link where you can see all the Google logos that have been used in the past.
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