The hens all went back to work just in time for the holiday baking we've been doing. If you look closely you can even see that a few of those eggs are pale green... my Easter Eggers are laying!
The New Year. The new year is an opportunity, of course, for buckling down to face resolutions and inner revolutions and the most important of all, closet organization. It ought to be for me a time of much, much writing. Lists and such. And the occassional blog post.
Instead:
Football games. (Feel free to pause a moment for the Oregon Ducks.)
A new man door f0r our detached garage (I have dreams of converting this into a schoolhouse/guesthouse. Also: "Man door" (?!) -- there must be a better word for the door through which a person walks to enter a garage.).
Selling my beloved, of late Madeleine's beloved, black Quarterhorse mare Seven. (My reaction to this event in all its swiftness, in a severely depressed horse market no less, astounds me and I just can't seem to find adequate words.)
Happy New Year to you and yours. I sure hope I can find a little time to make a resolution or two. How about you?
5 comments:
Oy...too tired for resolutions.
I'll be glad just to survive with (most of) my sanity intact.
Happy New Year to you!
Hey I just noticed I'm on your sidebar. I feel so special to be among the select few.
My ducks are taking a little vacation from laying. So I am bumming chicken eggs from a neighbor. I forgot that chicken eggs really are better scrambled. Duck eggs for baking absolutely, but sometimes you crave something scrambled or fried.
Sorry random. Not really new yearsish.
Seven?!@#? I love(d) Seven! I too am in deep organizational mode.
2010 = the year of cer-TEN-ty and I am certain that I need to purge purge purge.
Good to hear things are moving forward ...
especially the days/months/years that manage to go so quickly without any thought to my need for slow deliberate progress. hummph!
So if a resolution is in order -- I say I will live each day with intention in 2010!
Glad you had a wonderful holiday! It sure does fly by, doesn't it?
Kris
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