It's All About the Chickens

So.

Here I am again.

It's been a while.

I'm not going to talk about the fact that we have had no rain and that Buddy can touch bottom all across the pond.

I'm not going to talk about how I am trying to keep my garden alive and how my corn didn't make and my potatoes didn't make and my tomatoes didn't make but my weeds made all over the place.

I am not going to talk about how Jim and I had our 28th anniversary and went to the blueberry festival and the Wilmington front street farmers market, had lunch at the local microbrewery and then spent 5 hours on the USS North Carolina.

not showing this picture of the USS North Carolina

I am not going to talk about the tomatoes and eggplant and cabbage I got from my friendly organic farmer and how I pick for him 4 hours every Friday Morning.

Not showing this picture of toms ripening

I am not going to talk about how my blueberry wine and strawberry wine are now in the aging process.

I'm not going to talk about how I have my dehydrator going 24/7 trying to dry all of the herbs that I have gotten from my garden.

I am not going to talk about how my asthma has been flaring due to the three huge fires burning around us and how there are days where the mornings are hazy with particulates.

I'm not going to talk about getting hippy again cause I can't walk in the heat and smoke and that depresses me so I eat too much.

I'm going to talk about

CHICKENS!!!

after all, that is what started the whole blog thing.

OOPS, I ran out of time.

Chickens tomorrow

(yeah, it's a cliff hanger...stay tooned)

OK, here is a teaser:

eating corn on the cob

bak bak