I read a blog the other day, Yarn Harlot, where she told how when she and her siblings were young, her mother would tell them to entertain themselves. They came up with some very inventive ways to entertain each other. I had to laugh because my mother was the same way except she told us if we couldn’t find anything to do, she’d find something for us to do which usually meant “work!” I would hide out and read or play with the kittens in the barn or do anything to keep out of the house.
So during the quarantine days I have found many ways to entertain myself. One day I made some blueberry pancakes which David loved and I didn’t and I decided to feed mine to the chickens and Molly. I wanted to see how they all would react to the pancakes. First the chickens.
These two are the “bosses” of the chicken yard and think they will get the most if they stand the closest, but it doesn’t always happen that way.
So once a piece is thrown, the running and grabbing begins. Every chicken manages to get at least one little piece. Even the younger ones who are still learning the rules of the chicken yard.
It’s really a free for all, but I try to throw the pancake to every chicken so each one gets a little piece. They love blueberry pancakes!
Now Molly gets a pancake.
Here it comes, Molly.
Closer, closer. She stays seated like the good girl she is.
Take a bite. Now Labradors have a soft mouth which means they don’t bite down hard on anything unless they are actually eating. It was bred into them so they would not chew up game after it has been shot and they bring it to the hunter. Molly forgets that I am not a hunter and she really can eat this thing. She won’t bite it.
“Well, am I going to get to eat that thing?”
Chomp. She took it.
And she chewed it all up and wanted more, but I only had the one pancake for her. Sorry, Molly.
Well, that was entertainment for about ten minutes. So I still have to fill the days with other things and surprisingly, I have no problem doing that.
This is one thing I am working on, but I can’t show you much of it as it will be a gift, maybe.
I made a pair of socks with left over yarn and I love how these turned out. I’m trying to use up some of my yarn before I buy more. It’s fun trying to match up yarns that will look good together.
I’ve finished this pair and am on to another.
There is always bird watching.
“What is down there?”
Frankenbird is still around. He/she is growing, but still no feathers on that head.
We are getting so many tomatoes off my four plants. There are about twenty here now. I try to eat a lot of salad with tomatoes, but I think I will have to make some tomato juice before they rot.
We had this vine grow up on our porch steps. We thought it was a morning glory, but the flowers on it are tiny white ones so I’m not sure.
We have this Autumn Clematis coming up in very strange places where I know I haven’t planted it. We think the birds must have done some planting themselves.
Just a picture of the sweetest dog in the world.
The garden by our back door is flourishing and we’ve had some bird families in the birdhouses. Molly torn down a wren house we had on the fence. Thankfully, the wrens had already hatched and flew away, so David put the house back up, only higher so hopefully the wrens will come back and nest again.
David and I took a very exciting trip today. I have a wonderful surprise to tell you in my next blog. Hope to see you then. Have a happy Autumn. It’s here, whether we are ready or not. Bye.