So let’s talk about the UNinteresting for a moment. I consider the vast majority of my life happenings to be rather uninteresting. It’s a lot of paying bills, cleaning up messes, doing laundry, cooking, playing chauffeur to the children and trying to figure out my teenager’s agendas. You know, the norm. It’s basically uninteresting. It’s … More I’ll take the Uninteresting, please.
Simply put, my peace of mind has been hijacked by 3 chickens and 3 turkeys. So far 2017 at The Wildwood Homestead has consisted of me slogging through ankle-deep mud and grudgingly pushing my way through dense briar bushes all day and night in fruitless attempts to waylay a meager flock of pea-brained poultry, only to return them to the security and coziness of their coop. … More Big Foot Ate My Flock.
Wildwood Acres! What a place! Between the Mexican petunias, ginger & canna lilies, I sometimes wake up feeling like I’m living in a botanical dream! Fine by me. Flowers make me absolutely giddy! The more I live among them, the more I’m convinced of their magic. Yes. Flowers are magic. Just try sniffing a magnolia … More Boo Boo Mr. Roo!
It’s 5:30 am. Mr. Darcey and Vince are already atop the hen house, serenading the sun to rise, to burn off the morning dew, to warm the fruits on the vine. Rooster’s crowing at our little homestead nestled in the pines and echoing across cornfields, is in fact music to my ears. So much has … More Clothesline Daydreams.