TBT:OCTOBER 22, 2012

 For today's TBT I've gone through the archives and pulled up a post about from Oct 22, 2012 Another One Bites the Dust ... Life in the End of the Rainbow Valley.and my intro to having chickens,..

Monday, October 22, 2012

Another one bites the dust...

We lost a chicken and it was due to the fact that one of the girls decided to 'fly the coop.' When we are done harvesting, the girls have full run of the garden, but you know how the grass is always greener on the other side? Well, someone decided to spread her wings. Those teenagers always think they know everything... She didn't make it back home. SO now we are down to 10 girls.

This called for a covert operation headed by Natureman with his sidekick me, as his assistant. Once it was dark and the girls were roosting for the night, we headed to the coop. Natureman had the clippers in hand, and I had the flashlight. My job was to keep the light on the chicken as he did what he needed to do... The only problem was that the clippers were basically useless. Nothing like adding a little anxiety to the procedure. SO back to the house we went to grab something that would work better on feathers and plain old kitchen scissors were chosen as the instrument.

The girls didn't fuss at all as Natureman would extend a wing and just cut off the tips of some feathers. It wasn't easy being the light source with my eyes closed at first, but since there was no squawking, I opened my eyes and realized it was more painful to me than them. It was like getting a haircut. Whew.

Hopefully this will deter future adventure desires for the others right here in the End of the Rainbow Valley//as Kylie may find out that you may spread your wings and not fly if they are clipped.

MIDWEEK MUSING : LIVING IN THE NATURAL STATE

 MIDWEEK MUSING is about slowing down enough to take advantage of where one lives... 

With the change of seasons, have you noticed how the sky has been really busy morphing? Intense cloud formations and sky color. That crispness in the air ... FALL.

It was time for a convertible ride down Highway 10...

I called my neighbor and asked if she'd like to join me ?

She was game and Mother Nature did the rest... Just in time for sunset ... in a matter of minutes

2 Rivers Park beckoned us to watch night truly fall. 

Another day in the Natural State...

tUESDAY tUNES: PRAYER

tUESDAY tUNES features Sheku-Kanneh Mason, a 27-year-old British cellist who won the 2016  BBC Young Musician award delivers Prayer from his new album. It is powerful and tugs at one's soul strings.

Take a  listen to PRAYER.

MONDAY MUSINGS: ALL THE WORLD IS A STAGE

MONDAY MUSINGS reflect a wonderful weekend ending enjoy- ing LifeQuest's Improv Class's production of Lady Susan by Jane Austen. The seating in the round was filled for the Sunday matinee.

Lady Susan was actually published after Austen died in 1871. The story revolves around a flirtatious, scheming widow (played by friend Anne (center) who has been kicked out of her friend's house for her coquettish behavior with the married man of the house. Shameless! She ends up on the estate of her brother-in-law (played by my junior high buddy Alan) and sets her sights on his 17-year-old son, trying to marry off her own daughter and ends up with a wealthy husband of her own. 

Thank goodness the play is cleverly told through letters as the actors are all LifeQuest members (translated 'seniors') and that would be oodles of lines to memorize. I loved the director's disclaimer "to be aware that the actors'ages may not always correspond with characters portrayed." Wink, wink...

What a hoot it was, and another example that "All the World is a Stage." 

Well done to all the thespians in LifeQuest's Improv class and their instructor and director, Wayne Chapman.

FOTO FRIDAY: DANCE AS IF NOONE IS WATCHING

 

FOTO FRIDAY gives a big shout-out to Tim, Anne's hubby for catching this moment of joy of us dancing as if no one is watching...  That's the best way to dance!

Last week's FOTO FRIDAY: GEORGIA ON MY MIND

TBT: FALL IN THE END OF THE RAINBOW VALLEY 2014

TBT: 2014 Fall in the End of the Rainbow Valley
For 20 years Natureman and I were so fortunate to share and marvel at the most beautiful sights without ever leaving home...  We never took any of it for granted... 

I washed the dishes with this fall view:

The chicken coop on the left where I encountered more than fresh eggs and chickens inside; add those unwanted guests, i.e., opossums, raccoons, a snake, and even a white weasel. On the right: The Tractor, a 1952 Ford, which helped clear and grade our one-mile road besides pulling/hauling a lot of stuff. Next to it was the pile of 9 cords of wood, which would be used for heating our home, the 1890s barn, which housed our goats and barn cats with 100 bales of hay in its loft, and the stunning, ever-changing valley's hillside... 

MIDWEEK MUSINGS: DEATH BY CANDY ?

My initial thought of what I'd write about today changed within a matter of a minute so that other topic can just wait for another MIDWEEK MUSINGS.

Tuesday is one of my catch-up days as I don't have any classes that I need to be at a certain time. I had a couple of errands in mind, and it is that first one where today's topic changed. I needed small snack Ziploc bags to package a chocolate trail mix treat I had made for a Halloween luncheon I was attending. 

 After living in the middle of nowhere for 20 years,  folks know I avoid going to the supermarket as much as possible. Anyhoo, I have my system of navigating the Kroger parking lot since I hate going up and down lanes looking for a spot close to the door. Instead of turning early, I wait to turn down the next-to-last aisle even though speed bumps are along the road until the turn. I made my turn and proceeded cautiously. It's easy for folks to back up without really looking both ways, right?  I saw a couple of open spots ahead when, out of the corner of my eye, a grey flash made me brake hard. Someone was speeding diagonally through the lanes via open parking spaces. The driver didn't even hesitate after almost hitting me.  I pulled into one of the open spots and sat there dumbfounded for a bit.  As I headed to the store door, I turned to see where the person had parked. That silver car was right in front of a chiropractor's door, but the driver hadn't emerged right away. My brain gave the driver a minute of grace, poor thing's in pain... But when I glanced back, a lanky blonde emerged, swishing her ponytail as she headed to the nail salon door. 

The grocery store mission had those mini snack bags on a top shelf and the search for a taller employee ensued. It gave me time to cool down. The decision was made to not let this incident go.

After making the purchase, you know me, I headed to the nail salon. The only customer was a 50-ish blonde sitting with her work binders at the pedicure chair. I introduced myself as the person she almost hit cutting through the parking lot. She spewed indignation,  " You mean you came all the way over here to tell me that?" " Yes, I did, because I wasn't sure you realized that you could have caused a terrible accident, and instead of criticizing me, perhaps there should be some remorse/ recognition of your wrongdoing." 

"Oh, "she blurted out unapologetically,"I'm sorry." 

Who knew that needing those baggies would prove that candy can kill us?