All the leaves are brown…
(…the leaves are brown)
…and the skies are gray.
(…and the skies are gray.)
Ozark Mountain dreamin’…
(O-zark Moun-tain dreamin’…)
…on an Autumn day.
(…on an Autumn day.)
I guess I must have taken those pictures I posted on my last blog post right at the ‘peak’ of color, because they all started to fall off in mass during the next few days. Though we still have some color, all the leaves are turning brown. I enjoyed the Autumn leaves to the fullest. Bud got irritated at me for singing the first four lines of Autumn Leaves over and over. I really don’t blame him, though. If he was humming the first few lines of Beethoven’s Fifth, I would imagine I’d get pretty irritated, too. I sang Autumn Leaves on the front porch. I sang Autumn Leaves to the chickens….in the house, to the cat, with a hat, with a mouse, with a fox, in a box… Now, I’m trying really hard to keep “Ozark Mountain Dreamin'” confined to my head. Sometimes, my head feels like it’s going to explode…but I will prevail!
We were awakened this morning by the call of the coyotes. It really is pretty scary to hear it, especially when you are awakened out of a dead sleep by them. It sounded like they were very close. We have been really blessed in that the Lord has protected us and our animals from predators so far. We do pray about it, often, too. Regardless, I waited a little longer than usual to let the chickens and the mighty huntress out today.
We have been blessed so much since we have moved here. I am humbled. We want for nothing, really…but we have been blessed above and beyond what we could ask or think, in so many ways. Bud was blessed with a log splitter recently. I can’t tell you how much easier this has made things for him. It is awesome! He can split wood in a very short amount of time with it. We are finding that our wood stove is mighty hungry and eats a lot of wood! We have so enjoyed our wood stove!
My job was to stack the wood on the porch. There is a knack to it, and I think I need more practice. Bud says you want it to have enough space so a mouse can run through the stack, but not enough space so that the cat could catch it.
Helen and the chicks…living the sticks…you’d never know that Helen use to be a city chick. I am in such awe at how well she has taken care of her chicks. They are so big now! I can’t believe they can still fit underneath her at night, but that’s where they still sleep! One day this week, the cat decided to stalk the chicks, and Helen lunged at the cat (which is much more than I can say for Rudy!) The cat was taken by surprise and immediately backed off and ran away.
The little Rhode Island Red chick was limping the other day, so I caught it. Oh, did it yell! The pain! You would have thought that I was killing it or something. Helen immediately jumped up and tried to snatch it out of my hands. I would have expected her to peck me, but her only concern was trying to get the chick away from me. I was very pleased to see that the rest of the hens started coming toward me, I guess to help get the chick away. I immediately talked to them in a sweet voice and told them I wasn’t hurting the baby, but they watched me carefully until I put the chick down.
One extra good thing that has come as the result of letting a broody hen hatch the chicks, is that the rest of the flock has readily accepted the chicks as part of the flock. Normally, if you introduce new hens, especially younger ones, there is a period of adjustment and it’s tough!
Yesterday was our 21st Anniversary. I can’t believe we have been married that long. The years have just flown by! I have to honestly, say that each year just gets better and better. I can’t imagine my life without him! Bud is my best friend. He is funny and almost always in a good mood (except when I plague him by singing the first four lines ‘Autumn Leaves’ over and over and over….and over again.) He is caring and patient, a hard worker and a good provider. I can trust him with my heart, and I trust him as my spiritual head. I respect him for how smart he is, for his integrity and his good reputation. I love you dearly, Bud, and I look forward to many more years with you. Thank you for sticking with me!
We celebrated by going out to vote. The place we had to vote was at the back of a small building. The place smelled like beans… or maybe it was the aftermath. Regardless, I was glad when it was over. We ate at the Ozark Cafe, which is becoming a favorite of ours. It is in the town square and the inside is decorated with all sorts of memorabilia and old black and white pictures that people from this area have donated. I love the ambiance of the place. I had the lunch special: Hamburger steak with brown gravy, mashed potatoes and green beans. It came with the salad bar, and a biscuit. Bud had the chicken fried steak, mashed potatoes and green beans, plus the salad bar and a biscuit.
We took a different, longer way home, and it was absolutely beautiful. There are still a lot of trees left that still have Fall color. It had been raining all day and a cool front had come through, so we stoked up the wood stove when we got home and I made us some spiced apple cider.
That’s all of the news from Lake Waltmeister. I hope you all are staying warm today!