Thursday, May 6, 2010

Still Waters

...He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul...

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Hen House - Phase Three

This is what the hedgerow looks like now! All cleaned out and free of barbed wire fencing ! But this is what it looked like before I got in there with my trusty pruning saw, strong arms and cable cutters:






The rafters are up!!
What a clever friend I have!
I think we're supposed to tie a tree
to the chimney at this point...
Here chook chooks!


















Saturday, May 1, 2010

Chicken House - Phase Two


Since my best friend started the hen house we had a foot or so of snow, but now we have clear skies and another bout of ambition! So here's the next phase. While Larry was hammering away, a hawk was screeching at him from the tippy top of a cedar tree right above the hen house!! He seemed to be screaming: "When will they get here? I'm starving!!" We'll have to seriously make provisions for anti-hawk attacks from above!

I have been working hard on the hedgerow, too, removing all the old barbed wire fencing, and the dead scrubby brush. It's beginning to look quite smart.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Surprise!


Glad I retrieved the chair cushions, tea cup and book!

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

The Beginning Phase

From humble beginnings...! I can almost taste the omelettes, the poached eggs, the quiches, soft-boiled eggs with soldiers!! Here chook, chook, chook!

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Down By The River


To walk leisurely down to the river. To breath deeply the sweet, pure air. To hear the shrill call of the hawk. To taste the glory of the deep woods. To see, to notice, the tiniest leaf pushing up through the moss. To sense the very presence of God. My heart is full!

Friday, April 23, 2010

Goodbye Mister Meow


Our hearts were so heavy this morning, as the moment came to bid Mister 'farewell'. And so, quietly, gently, he fell asleep in Hannah's arms and crossed over into the land of endless bliss: plenty of spats; unending supplies of catnip; no boundaries; no kitty litter needed there! He was laid to rest next to Caleb, with forget-me-nots planted on top of his grave, and a great view down the back hill to the river...He had used up all his 9 lives, and how!! Goodbye, dear Meow!