All kinds of fun things this weekend. I got more of the garden in.

So far I have kale, spinach, lettuce, peas, tomatoes, peppers, eggplant, broccoli,onions...uh..I think that is all. I still need to do beans..Maybe later today.



I also planted rosemary and lavender in the garden by the front porch. I want to use both ornamentals and food plants in that one.
I think Marc and I are about to make a big decision, but I will write more about that after tomorrow...we have an appointment at the pain clinic tomorrow to see if THEY can do anything about his pain..All these specialists. Yikes! It seems the medical system has turned into the blind men and the elephant story.

I have 13 dozen eggs in my fridge and I can't sell them because I can't advertise them. I guess I could sell them as FERTILE eggs for people to use to hatch...

Marc made a 'hawk target yesterday..No, not a HAWK target...a 'hawk target.

The boys, and Marc, spent hours yesterday throwing tomahawks at the target. Excuse me, I also tried it, and the Princess Kyrie did too. I do not know WHAT the people driving by thought but I bet none of them stop in.... :) It is funny, Matt, with his long hair in a pony tail, and Marc with his beard, look like mountain men..I used to call Matt Huck but maybe I should call him Johnny Tremain.


They were all very good at it, but I think Sean may have done the best. He is 9.



Nick got tired out and sat down to watch....


And Kyrie gave herself bunny ears when she saw me taking this picture...LOL!

I regret to announce the demise of yet one more of our chickens.
Could I have a moment of silence please?
Apparently she was showing off. You know, these freak accidents always happen when you show off...and she perched precariously on the edge of an empty tupperware type dish that normally holds water. It flipped, trapping her underneath in 101 degrees.
By the time she was discovered she was fried chicken. Feathers and all.
let's see. that puts us at 26 out of the original 30. Last time we had chickens it was raccoons. This time..well..I don't know. Anyway...with 26, and I think 1-2 of them are roosters, we should still have plenty of eggs and some to sell. I hope. Eventually we will have, you know ::whispering:::extra chickens..for.. e-a-t-i-n-g. Which was the whole point of getting roosters. That, and there is nothing crankier than a sexually frustrated chicken. Well almost nothing.
O.k..so I was going to take some neat pictures but my camera batteries are dead so it will be later that I do that. The subject for the day is, The Tao of Door Frames.
This weekend I have to prime the new door frames and trim outside before it rains. The kids are cleaning out the shed/barn. ANd I plan on getting bags of dirt to plant vegetables in. My tiller isn't working and so we didnt have a garden and my finances felt the lack...so I am buying the plastic bags of dirt, poking some holes int he bottom for drainage and planting right in the bags.
Next week I hope to have an old bus up on blocks in the front yard. :/