Monday, while Hubby and daughter were scrambling around getting ready at 5:45am, I was mumbling. "I have to work out, can jam, clean the coop, make a scramble for the week, do the dishes, do the laundry...." Hubby said, "what'ya gonna do after 9am?" I laughed, and laughed. That is true. There is an advantage of being up early. Sparta was giving me heck while cleaning the coop. He kept getting out of the door, and out into the open garden area. I had to keep chasing him back into the run. I think he's getting old or his broken leg from years ago is giving him trouble. He's having a bit of trouble walking and climbing the ramp now. Speaking of scramble - this weeks breakfast for a few days. It's made with some swiss chard, jalapeno, home grown potatoes, onions, green pepper and bacon. Tuesday, I was up at 4:26 am precisely. Work called Hubby in, and the thunder and pouring rain kept me from going b...
Inklings from the Farmhouse, embracing balance and new beginnings.