Rosie and me

I was propped up looking out the kitchen window yesterday and thinking just how warm the sun looked shining down on the little bench in the goat lot.  Poppy was taking a nap, so I got the camera and hobbled out.

Rosie was tickled to death to see me . She tried to trim my hair.  That little mouth of hers never stops. I think she would eat anything! It's a job keeping my hair away from her when I sit on the bench. Have I told you just how rotten she is?

Rosie is a loving little sweetie pie. Oops! Please pardon the old chicken house crocks and knotty looking socks. Just wait til I'm feeling better. I'm going to dress up and go to town! Yes I am!

Sitting on that bench with Rosie, I happened to look up and wow! Would you look at that Hickory nut tree that towers way up above the teeny tiny goat barn! It has really leafed out and what a vivid green against the blue sky. I picked up a bunch of hickory nuts last year and forgot all about them. Guess they are still in a bucket on the back porch.

Oh, two tiny baby chicks hatched yesterday. So tiny and so sweet. From what I can see, looks like these chicks have feathers on their legs.

This hen was bound and determined to set. It was a fight every day when Poppy tried to gather the eggs. Since none of our hen's eggs are fertile, because the rooster that lives with hens has only one leg and is pretty feeble, I called a neighbor and offered to trade her a dozen fresh eggs for three fertile eggs. She brought us three eggs but would not take the fresh eggs. Anyhow, "miss hen" was tickled to death and settled down peacefully to hatch her eggs. Yesterday she came off the nest with two tiny baby chicks. The third poor egg was cold and didn't hatch.

Guess that's about it for now. Tomorrow is the big day. Even though I'm nervous about the MRI, I am anxious to get this done and get better. I've got a garden to plant and work that needs to be done. I appreciate you all more than you will ever know. 

Love,
Henny