Button up your overcoat

Just when the woolens were being packed up.  Boom, 40 degrees, windy, rainy and COLD.  Don't get me wrong.  I love the rainy part.  Got 1.5 inches in 24 hours and the plants that ARE in the garden are loving it.

But me and the chickens could do without the wind.  They hate it when their feathers get blown the wrong way.  If I didn't know better, I'd think they were vane.  You know...

Vain, Vane.  Either way.

Actually, they have kept a pretty low profile today and I haven't seen a lot of them.  Probably holed up in the woods somewhere.

Not too many persons at church today, so I got both quarts of goat milk.  I thought about trying for butter, but the process to get all of the cream takes way too long for me to have patience with it, so it's a double batch of cheese.  Oh Darn (kidding).

Jim dug up some of the horse radish from the garden today and it didn't seem to grow very many roots in a year.  I think I didn't fertilize it enough and maybe the soil was too acid, so I will adjust for the next planting.  Anyway, from what he did get, it is powerful stuff.  I took a whiff of the roots he processed and thought my nose was going to explode.  Whew.  This is more like mule radish.  or hoarse radish.

Know what?  Chicken Butt!

I did manage to do walkies, but had to bundle up.  Went to the river and the dogs got in the water.   Don't know how they stand it.

Well, I'm gettin' to the short rows (a new granny expression I learned today, means almost done), so I'll call it quits for now.

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