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Oh boy Witchy you have ROFL..... when I read posts like that about neighbours, sure makes me glad I don't have any..... LOVE the Steven Tyler bit!... hahahahahahaah

still laughing...... Good news about your Marans.....and you can't beat a Black Rock!.... I only have one, but she is egg-cellent!
 
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Being away at sea in a force 10 Storm, (on a large chemical tanker vessel) and watching the whole Nature Sceanrio from the bridge... being thrown from one end of the bridge to the other.... and still being alive at the end of it... the Captain was about to put out an SOS.... my worst nightmare - I can't swim.. and we all knew that there was no way on the Lord's earth that we could ever launch lifeboats... that was a night I will never forget.....
 
Hi EC,

What can I say... revenge is sweet. Sometimes.

You are not wrong on the Black Rocks, they are fantastic girls, the rather larger Marans are coming into their own, the eggs are brilliant.

It has been so good to get out in the garden and we have got loads of seeds in already, the peas are coming through, Tomatoes, herbs, and flowers too this year, it is lovely, and all the roses have survived and are putting out new growth, just need the grass to grow back now. lol.....

I think amongst many other things that have been amazing experiences I would have to list, holding my first son and being totally bowled over that he was all there and worked perfectly, and holding his hand, 35 years later he is still here and has just got off the phone, when the younger one came along I could not believe I managed it again, give it an hour and the second one will be calling as well.
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Another one was flying for the first time, I was sooooooo nervous and I was 48 before I got onto a plane and flew to Paris, but it was really amazing, everyone had said I would not do it because I was too scared, but I love flying.

Other breath-taking things happen almost daily, a beautiful sunset or sunrise, watching the birds in the garden, seeing a storm coming over, seeing an elderly couple hold hands, and watching the full moon on a clear and bright night and seeing the stars turn in the heavens. Of course seeing chicks hatch and watching them grow is pretty awesome as well. I am such a pushover I get a buzz making things and get a real lift from making things for others.

I crochet and recently I made some yamulkes for some of my son's friends and they were thrilled to bits, they are all students living away from home so along with a nice dinner it made for a good heartwarming evening.
 
Once my best friend and I were partnered up to seek fire source in the interior of a burning church. In the smoke and falling debris we lost our grasp on the hose. In the heat and darkness we searched for a way out of the building. In the gloom ahead we could see a large window that we thought would be our escape. After many minutes and much effort, we finally reached it. Breaking the window and crawling over the sill we found ourselves entering another room, the nursery. The window was only to allow a view of the church services.
Frantically we renewed our search for an exit while trying to slow our breathing to conserve our limited air supply. When the alarm bells of our tanks started ringing we knew we had less than three minutes till we were in serious trouble. Just at the moment that my inhalation on an empty tank collapsed my face mask, the smoke cleared enough to allow us to find the exit.
When we exited the building, removed our masks and gulped in fresh air my friend looked at me and in a very deadpan manner exclaimed "Well that was interesting".
 
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My most unbelievable experience was back in February, 1995. My family of 5 plus two friends was skiing on Mt. Reba. It was first day on skis ever for my children, and they had just finished their lesson. The sky was starting to get ominous, and we suspected the worst. It was confirmed that a blizzard was on its way and would arrive in the evening.

We had rented a ski cabin halfway down the mountain, and could only get there by skiing down the backside from the top. We double checked with the ski patrol about the conditions, and they said to go NOW. Six of us set off on the several miles trip, while our one friend, a competitive triathlete, opted to move his car due to plowing requirements, and hike up to the cabin. (Yes, a long hike in ski boots.)

Halfway down to our cabin, at 3:30 in the afternoon, the storm hit with a vengeance. The wind was so strong that my small children couldn't even stand up. The snow was so heavy that we couldn't see the trail. The noise from the storm was so loud that we couldn't even talk to one another without being face to face and yelling at the top of our lungs. We tried in vain to find our way to the cabin. We knew we were lost. We were at 8000 ft.

We decided to stop where we were, so we wouldn't be more lost. We sheltered on the leeward side of a huge Ponderosa Pine, and began building a snow cave on the instruction of my then-13-year old son. It took hours. We dug with my then-6-year old's tiny skis, taking turns when the thin mountain air exhausted us. While we dug, we could hear snow mobiles and sno-cats circling the mountain. Around midnight, the sounds of the rescue effort stopped. We had been abandoned. We crawled in our cave, laying like spoons to keep each other warm. My stomach churned as I felt my tiny 10-year old shiver relentlessly against my back, while I held my 6-year old. I knew my children were going to die, and it was my fault.

I actually can't finish this story right now. I will say, we all survived. My youngest son had nerve damage in his hands that would resolve some months after our rescue. I learned to value life in a way I would never have understood without this experience. People are precious. Life is precious. Never let petty things get in the way of telling others how much they mean to you. Don't hold grudges. Every day you live is a gift. Make it fantastic!

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Amazing stuff Opa, isn't it funny how you seem to find this deadpan kind of humour in moments like that? I know my eldest son has sometimes been quite upset with my and James the younger son as we have a particular kind of humour around nursing. I think sometimes it is the only way to survive difficult jobs.

I can't imagine how it must feel to be caught in a situation like that, I have seen it on TV and I get anxious enough. Much admiration to you for doing those kinds of jobs Sir.

Orp hope you had a good breakfast, I had my lunch on the patio while the chickens had a digging session before the rain started.
 
Just zipping in to say, I HAVE BABIES!!!
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Overnight 8 of them hatched out. One was zipped when I left for work. Three are left with no pips.
I have out:
1 splash ameraucana. Cuteness does not begin to cover it.
2 blue EEs. Mama is a white buff EE. Daddy is a blue ameraucana. They are a weird blue with white marks. I can't wait to see them grown.
1 brown/black EE. Daddy is a black ameraucana. Mama is either a buff orp or a wyandotte. This baby has yellow legs.
4 black EEs. Again, daddy is a black ameraucana. Mamas are either wyandottes, buff orps or my lone brown egg EE who is black and brown. Legs range from all black to black spotted with yellow. Should be fascinating to see what they grow into.

The pipped one is a black EE. Two of the unpipped are ameraucanas. One is a green egg EE (so likely blue).

They are resting comfortably in the brooder while the barred rock chicks try to figure out what they are. I'll get pics eventually for you. They are unbelieveably cute!
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