Last week I joined a friend for a few hours of fabulous fun. We drove to North Raleigh to visit "Wish Upon A Quilt" a fabric shop where neither of us had dared to venture. We ooohed, aahed, exclaimed, dreamed up patterns and imagined possibilities, almost kept our promise not to buy anything, then headed back down the road for a quick stop at a shop I'll just call the Bernina shop since I don't know its name. This store was simply fabric heaven. The colors were not only sectioned off according to style, but also according to color hues. I did keep my promise not to buy anything here, but it was oh so hard! I won't tell you how many quilt ideas I dreamed up or 'already in the plans' quilts I saw material for that would nicely supplement, but it is very safe to say that I plan to be back in that store before Christmas ready to buy. :)
Another time-consuming hobby that I had to zone in on this week was our chickens. Big Buff as we call her, has gone "broody". In other words, she has decided to nest. Since all our hens use the same nest (and wherever the first one lays that day, the others will follow), she claimed all six eggs the first day. As soon as she hopped out for water, we scooped the eggs. Day two, she had a cohort. Red took her place any time she left the nest. By afternoon, I took the flat end of the hoe and tried to prompt her away. She attacked the hoe. This morning she had moved all the eggs and herself to the far end of the hen house, our of my reach. We are assuming she claimed all six eggs again today, for there are no eggs to be seen anywhere in the house. I'm thinking she can't set on much more and maybe tomorrow we'll get eggs. I mean, if we have more than a dozen biddies at one time I might just go crazy. And of course they'll probably hatch while we're out of town. I'd rather cook the eggs than the birds down the road - a lot less mess to clean up.
I guess some excitement in life I actively seek; the other kind just seems to happen. That's the kind I could do without. :) Biddies, anyone?
Another time-consuming hobby that I had to zone in on this week was our chickens. Big Buff as we call her, has gone "broody". In other words, she has decided to nest. Since all our hens use the same nest (and wherever the first one lays that day, the others will follow), she claimed all six eggs the first day. As soon as she hopped out for water, we scooped the eggs. Day two, she had a cohort. Red took her place any time she left the nest. By afternoon, I took the flat end of the hoe and tried to prompt her away. She attacked the hoe. This morning she had moved all the eggs and herself to the far end of the hen house, our of my reach. We are assuming she claimed all six eggs again today, for there are no eggs to be seen anywhere in the house. I'm thinking she can't set on much more and maybe tomorrow we'll get eggs. I mean, if we have more than a dozen biddies at one time I might just go crazy. And of course they'll probably hatch while we're out of town. I'd rather cook the eggs than the birds down the road - a lot less mess to clean up.
I guess some excitement in life I actively seek; the other kind just seems to happen. That's the kind I could do without. :) Biddies, anyone?
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Cathy
I love you and miss you! :)