The Front Porch Swing

[lovingmyhens]

Oh, well if it was because of the "bucket seats" then it could have been any of us..Willow, or Peachy or Enola.....maybe Loving...just look around and see who has been relegated to a bucket.  But my Story Bucket doesn't count, does it?

Can't be me...I don't sit long enough to care if I'm on a bucket seat or not. Usually I am just standing or leaning against the railing. I take a few sips of tea, munch on whatever someone has brought and then I'm off to do something! Most of the time you can catch me picking up something from one room and taking it to another room just to leave it there with no real place for it and then get something else in that room and take it around the house a bit. I do this a few times until I get busy doing something else that caught my attention. A bit ADD much??

 

[Beekissed]

Can't be me...I don't sit long enough to care if I'm on a bucket seat or not. Usually I am just standing or leaning against the railing. I take a few sips of tea, munch on whatever someone has brought and then I'm off to do something! Most of the time you can catch me picking up something from one room and taking it to another room just to leave it there with no real place for it and then get something else in that room and take it around the house a bit. I do this a few times until I get busy doing something else that caught my attention. A bit ADD much??

Me too! I can get a lot done in a day but it's many things at once and looks like total chaos, while my mother will get a lot done in a day by doing one task at a time and move steadily from one to another as she finishes each one. I think she gets more done. She says it's because she is a plodder and I am a dreamer....I wish I had more plodder in me and she wishes she had a little more dreamer in her. Together we make a great team!

 

[LindaB220]

i just watched that cat heard video. even i smiled. now back in my day cat heard was left to the boys.i tell you the men. the real rough necks. humm we we all heard the skunk. that's right the skunk. we were real men. nothing like gathering up our best seasoned men and horses and riden all day to drive in the skunk. i tell you now that was about hardest stinkiest job. but boy we got it done. it was job. lonely out on the range.for days on end. we ad to wait for the perfect time to git them skunk. but we got um. then after the dust settled and the wild skunk were brought in. the work really begun. each skunk had to be graded and branded according to quality. the culls were then butchered and and made stew of. that was our bonus. ya had to be careful handling them skunk. one mes up and them darn thing would spray all over ya. let me tell ya nothing like good ole skunk stew with green peppers, carrots and potatoes. seasoned just right with a good brown gravy. none of that new york city bottle stuff either. man i tell ya served that skunk stew blob it over a heap of noddles. now that was a meal boy. and a good one at that. the fancy computer kids today. der missing some fine fixings i tell ya. umm umm. i have a hankering for a good ole bowl of skunk now.

bee if you don't mind . ya think you could find me a mess of good skunk. i fix ya all some. you leave them cats to them chineese food joints. me im an american skunk man

Well, I passed through skunk smell yesterday driving, thinking " Hope some poor soul didn't get sprayed. EEEWWWW!!!

 

[Beekissed]

Well, I passed through skunk smell yesterday driving, thinking " Hope some poor soul didn't get sprayed. EEEWWWW!!!

When I pass through that I inhale deeply and smile....and hope it's still there when I drive back that way again. It's funny how different folks can be about something like that.

 

[LindaB220]

We are born hermits!

I think it just becomes a way to self protect in a world so over loaded with stimuli that a person cannot think clearly.

It's just pouring the snow here...and yesterday was in the 70s and sunny.

Dontcha just love March??? It may look like winter but it's just not convincing any longer, so it huffs and puffs to put on a show, but the buds pop out anyway. Spring is waiting in the wings, waiting to dance onto the stage and enthrall us with her beauty and song. Poor ol' winter will walk off to grateful applause and pack its tattered bags, headed to Australia.....

And what is so bad about being a hermit is I taught my girls to do the same thing. Call before you come. Aimee married Clint 13 yrs ago (2nd for each) and 2 weeks later on Saturday morning her MIL came unannounced and brought a total stranger to see "Clints new bride and home" then proceeded to walk her through the whole house. Aimee was livid because she had a very demanding office job and did her cleaning on Sat's. She sent the message by Clint to please don't come without calling and the MIL was so insulted that she didn't come back for two years. This is the lady that doesn't get along with Aimee but I went to her Christmas party and totally bonded with her. Aimee was not amused.

She has a long long memory.

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[Beekissed]

I'd worked out in the public since I was 14 yrs old and that was after living back in the woods in a log cabin..off grid...so living all those work years in the public, smiling when you don't feel like it, at the most impossible people, in the worst situations. When I would get home it was the one place where I didn't have to pretend to smile, make conversation, be polite, have my hair groomed and my clothes clean of spots....home is my haven away from shallow social situations that I have to act my way through without getting the high pay of an actress.

Home is where you don't have to be anything but yourself and get to fellowship with only those you want to be with...I hold that dear and hug it to my chest. Everyone needs a hole to crawl into and pull in behind them and home is like that for me. No way I'm going to let the world intrude on that unless I want it to!

Now, I'll open the door in the hot second to help stranded motorists, people needing to use the phone, etc. because I've been there and know how it feels, but people who I know casually, but who don't really know me well enough to call ahead? Nope.

I have a small handful of people who I don't mind seeing me with no make-up and my hair a mess, standing in my work clothes with dirt on my face and hands...a very small handful and most of them are family.

 

[Beekissed]

Well...no meat chicks at TSC today, so no chicks to settle into a brooder. I'm almost relieved because it's snowing cats and dogs...sideways!...and my toe is akillin' me to walk on it, so I'm not in the mood to work up in the coop with chicks right now.

Best laid plans of mice and men....

 

[Blooie]

So here I am, playing catch-up on the porch. I've made just about the entire free world mad at me about the cats. Unrest, mayhem, fury - my work there is done. <sigh> Loved the skunk herder story! What an imagination!

I'm sorry that a chick was lost. I agree that usually nature knows better than we do what's going on. I just wish the remedies weren't always so harsh.

I read all the posts, but I have the hardest time getting comments in there because I don't know how to do that thingy where you can quote a few posts at one time and then reply to each of them in one comment. I'm a nice lady (despite what the people in the cats thread think - just not the brightest crayon in the box!

 

[wyoDreamer]

Well, DH stopped by the place today on his way up to see my parents. He sent this picture - a building that he didn't see on the initial tour. He asked I knew what it could be.
You guys have any ideas? It is the farthest out from the house, back behind the barn.

It looks like it is partially underground, he says the earth is kinda mounded up around it.
He is hoping it is a root cellar because he knows I would like to have one for storing garden and orchard produce. Maybe that is a stairway on the front?

 

[Blooie]

Well, DH stopped by the place today on his way up to see my parents. He sent this picture - a building that he didn't see on the initial tour. He asked I knew what it could be.
You guys have any ideas? It is the farthest out from the house, back behind the barn.

It looks like it is partially underground, he says the earth is kinda mounded up around it.
He is hoping it is a root cellar because he knows I would like to have one for storing garden and orchard produce. Maybe that is a stairway on the front?

In a perfect world a root cellar is just what it would be. I really can't think of what else it could have been. The big vent at the top would have been wonderful for allowing excess humidity out, lengthening the storage time for most fruits and veggies. Okay, that does it! I hereby declare that it's just exactly the perfect root cellar - the one of your dreams! (and if it ain't, well, it looks like it wouldn't take much to convert it!)