It’s the second half of August. WHAT. Our wedding anniversary is Friday. We’re in the last few days of Year Ten. WHAT. I’ve spent a lot of time the past few weeks thinking about why I do what I do. I have tried to declutter some things and some thoughts and … just WHAT. I… Continue reading WHAT.
I did real-camera photos of the kids last Friday. In the clothes they had been wearing to play outside. After dinner. And after painting. I wanted to take advantage of the light and the mostly-good moods. I wanted good pictures of their normal… normality, I guess. (That first picture was from when I was verifying… Continue reading Mother’s Day portraits
I think out blog posts in my head and then later I think maybe I already actually posted. Nope. I guess it’s good brain exercise? Or not? I’m not sure. And the question marks look weird on my phone, so now I’m – this is maybe a completely new font, in my WordPress app, and… Continue reading more about the chicks… and Wild Henny
We had a sort of review day today so that I can sign off on the kids’ assignments for our first month of Wild Explorers Club. We packed our adventure pack, stopped by Mimsy and Appy’s to grab our walking sticks (and let them know we were going into the woods). Then we… Continue reading wild explorers
We keep the chickens in a galvanized tin tub. I line it with packing paper (like newspaper without the ink) and add a heavy layer of pine shavings. I keep their food on a paper plate that gets tossed every time I change the pine and paper, and their water in a pint jar that… Continue reading chick photo shoot
Sooooooo, the chickens. Bad news first: Padmé died. Good news: Everychicken else is fine. More good news: Brennan talked me into changing Rey’s name from Rey to Padmé, and it looks like the name is not actually unlucky. I’ve been researching to see what these girls actually are, specifically, and have got the possible breeds… Continue reading chick update
Chicken chicks. Real chickens. They’re in my house right now. Peeping and eating and drinking and climbing on each other and sleeping and pooping – in a tin tub in a corner.