Wooly bear caterpillar?Wooly mammoth on the apple tree (what do y'all call them?)
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Wooly bear caterpillar?Wooly mammoth on the apple tree (what do y'all call them?)
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.This is interesting. Maybe Molly's seizures were connected with low blood sugar then? Eva's are definitely caused by her cycle. I even found a study that proves as much, though my vet refuses to believe it. I did not show them the study yet, though.My Molly, who had idiopathic seizures, would freeze up and get a blank stare; it's frightening to see them like that. Molly's seizures ended with her spinning uncontrollably in circles; once she was able to stop, on the vet's instruction, I gave her a little Breyer's ice cream (commercial brand with the most natural ingredients) to bring her sugar level up.
I am not sure whether I've ever seen one. I know I saw some kind of tortoise in a pet store once.Years ago, we visited a place in South Dakota, Reptile Gardens, where a couple of huge Galapagos tortoises wandered around on the grounds. Very cool critters!!
Three out of four agree Pennsylvania is the best choice, but that fourth is a rather vocal minorityWith all the traveling under your belt, is the family any closer to choosing a new place to live?
.The little girl's dress is so nice. You are very talented!This week fell in place behind all the others. My dad came home and ripped out the old kitchen door only to find more moldy OSB. Thankfully it wasn't very much and the new door was duly installed the next day. It's not usable yet.
I spent most of the week sewing. I finished a skirt I started for my sister a while back, and hemmed a dress I'd made for myself. Then I noticed a piece of fabric just 1 2/3 yards long and 24 inches wide, and was able to make a 1950's little girl's dress with it, supplemented with some scrap fabric. I am not sure whether I should just give it away or save it for a hypothetical daughter.
Wednesday evening Eva spotted an animal, thickset with dark brown fur and quite low to the ground, down by the pond. I ran out of the house fast enough that I was able to sort of take the creature by surprise and chase it up a tree. I'm thinking it was a fisher weasel - it certainly was no cat, nor groundhog. The chickens spent the next couple days locked up.
Early on in the week I tore down the catio. The empty space looks much better. I made a nice bonfire with the warped wood.
I am awfully tired. I went to bed quite late and got up very early for church. I could have gone to a later Mass but I wanted to try to speak to an acquaintance, who, of course, was not there.
I bought recently a pair of shoes from 1980. They have nails in the heel! The listing said they were military oxfords. At any rate, they're quite slippery. They're also very narrow. I knew that before buying them as the measurements were the same as my organ shoes, but I guess because they're rigid they feel much tighter. Anyway I can still wear them, which is nice. They are clearly much better quality than today's shoes.
I will probably not write on Wednesday as I don't think anything of interest will happen, so see you next Sunday!
This is interesting. Maybe Molly's seizures were connected with low blood sugar then? Eva's are definitely caused by her cycle. I even found a study that proves as much, though my vet refuses to believe it. I did not show them the study yet, though.
I am not sure whether I've ever seen one. I know I saw some kind of tortoise in a pet store once.
Three out of four agree Pennsylvania is the best choice, but that fourth is a rather vocal minority.
Autumn here in my back woods
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What I wake up to nearly every morning
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Late night run for supplies
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Evadig
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Sorting planters, feeders, and who knows what else
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Practicing photography
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Annie
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Constance helping me (she purred, and purred, and then whacked my hand when I got too close - and then purred some more!)
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The girl's dress
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And the pattern
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Morning sky on the way to church today
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.Thank you!The little girl's dress is so nice. You are very talented!
Ugh, dust. Hope you were able to keep most of it out, and finish most of the projects. I need to put plastic up on my coop too...but I really don't want to. It'll look so much worse than it already does.With a friend's help, we used all the tarps I had two weeks ago, but I ordered more, and those arrived this week. Wind is a near-constant here, so putting on the new tarps by myself was a chore. But, I got it done right before two days of rain, so at least the girls have some dry space outside their coops.
Plus, I've been trying to get outdoor projects done before the weather turns too cold and uninviting. All the while, I've been trying to do housekeeping during harvest season -- which means layers of dust stirred up by the constant parade of farm equipment passing by.
I don't understand who wouldn't want things to last? Do they really want to go buy a new pair of shoes three times a year? The ones I'm wearing right now - my everyday Mary Janes - are already dilapidated after just four months...like there is literally a three-inch gap between the sole and the shoe.Your "new" shoes illustrate a truth: many modern things aren't made to last, products of a disposable mentality.
How long did your shoes last before you had to reheel them? That's what worries me. If I wear them down, who will fix them? I wonder if cobblers still exist (for ordinary people - I know the military still has/uses them)?Luckily for me, there was an old-time cobbler in the next county who, for a reasonable price, would re-heel my "good shoes" so they lasted for years. But. those were my dress shoes and have no real place here among the poultry and livestock!
I am sorry.Hurray for Eva spotting the predator! Weasel family members are the worst. Three of my four original hens were killed one night by a mink; the next day, it took one of my ducks. They are so fast and can slip through ridiculously small openings.

I should try that...experiment, a little. I'm still annoyed at my vet for not taking me seriously.No one was ever able to discern what caused Molly's seizures. The vet said the seizure action lowered her blood sugar, and that's why I was supposed to give her ice cream.
Thank youAnd, finally, you are such a talented seamstress!
When I was interviewing for a job, one of the ladies involved didn't even know what sewing was!It's amazing that so many people don't even know how to hem a garment!!
The dress is adorable! God will guide you about who to give it to! So special! Even keeping it for a future daughter is a nice idea!This week fell in place behind all the others. My dad came home and ripped out the old kitchen door only to find more moldy OSB. Thankfully it wasn't very much and the new door was duly installed the next day. It's not usable yet.
I spent most of the week sewing. I finished a skirt I started for my sister a while back, and hemmed a dress I'd made for myself. Then I noticed a piece of fabric just 1 2/3 yards long and 24 inches wide, and was able to make a 1950's little girl's dress with it, supplemented with some scrap fabric. I am not sure whether I should just give it away or save it for a hypothetical daughter.
Wednesday evening Eva spotted an animal, thickset with dark brown fur and quite low to the ground, down by the pond. I ran out of the house fast enough that I was able to sort of take the creature by surprise and chase it up a tree. I'm thinking it was a fisher weasel - it certainly was no cat, nor groundhog. The chickens spent the next couple days locked up.
Early on in the week I tore down the catio. The empty space looks much better. I made a nice bonfire with the warped wood.
I am awfully tired. I went to bed quite late and got up very early for church. I could have gone to a later Mass but I wanted to try to speak to an acquaintance, who, of course, was not there.
I bought recently a pair of shoes from 1980. They have nails in the heel! The listing said they were military oxfords. At any rate, they're quite slippery. They're also very narrow. I knew that before buying them as the measurements were the same as my organ shoes, but I guess because they're rigid they feel much tighter. Anyway I can still wear them, which is nice. They are clearly much better quality than today's shoes.
I will probably not write on Wednesday as I don't think anything of interest will happen, so see you next Sunday!
This is interesting. Maybe Molly's seizures were connected with low blood sugar then? Eva's are definitely caused by her cycle. I even found a study that proves as much, though my vet refuses to believe it. I did not show them the study yet, though.
I am not sure whether I've ever seen one. I know I saw some kind of tortoise in a pet store once.
Three out of four agree Pennsylvania is the best choice, but that fourth is a rather vocal minority.
Autumn here in my back woods
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What I wake up to nearly every morning
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Late night run for supplies
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Evadig
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Sorting planters, feeders, and who knows what else
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Practicing photography
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Annie
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Constance helping me (she purred, and purred, and then whacked my hand when I got too close - and then purred some more!)
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The girl's dress
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And the pattern
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Morning sky on the way to church today
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I am sorry for your sister's loss, and will pray for Mr. Bobby.My sister's friend, who co-founded the community Halloween party with her 20 years ago, died; his funeral was the same day as the party. Bobby was a lifelong entertainer -- a singer, dancer and musician -- who would have insisted that "the show must go on." So, it did but was much less fun.
Oh, no! Poor Drew.When I came back from my weekend back home, one of my ducks was missing, gone without a trace. The pet sitter is "pretty sure" Drew was in the shelter when she put the ducks to bed the night before. I always make CERTAIN I know. I suspect a coyote took her; I've been hearing singing at night.

Did it snow?And, now, there's snow predicted for Saturday. I despise winter, being cold, having to trudge through snow, breaking ice on the critters' water dishes, collecting the few-and-far-between eggs before they freeze and crack. Sometimes, I am snowed in for days.
That is the good thing about winter - or at least, early darkness. I have finally picked up a book again!At least I have no excuse not to read the many books I buy throughout the year.
I got up one piece, but I can't find any more washers. The cats have heated beds, and the chickens are out of the winds, so I'm not worried about them. I just wish I could have got the plastic up while it was still warm out.Did you get plastic up on your coops?
What breed is George? I think I remember you saying he was a Dalmatian or something? Annie is 63 pounds and Eva is 23, but somehow I have more room with Annie than Eva!BTW, love the photo of how you sleep. Goo used to climb onto the bed with Dinah and me. Poor blind George won't use the stairs and sleeps downstairs. That's probably a good thing since he's 60-plus pounds and would likely crowd me off onto the floor.
Thank you! I think I'm just going to keep it for now! And welcome to Eva's FriendsThe dress is adorable! God will guide you about who to give it to! So special! Even keeping it for a future daughter is a nice idea!
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