the end of the month

I cannot believe that tomorrow is the last day of February!!!! I've been trying to get the grapevines pruned before warm weather hit, but didn't quite make it. Bobby had some young men come and plow up my garden area and move all the grape vines I had pruned this past Saturday while I was working, and I think I disappointed him a little by promptly going out when I got home and finishing off the grape vines, without hauling my clippings to the special place in the woods (he had the boys leave a path because I told him I might be needing the vines). The vines now look naked. I'm starting to seriously doubt that I'll work on the posts and wiring this year.

And my current project:

Little Dog felt the need to cover the smell of the new wood.

The old pen to the little chicken house.

Side one halfway finished beside the old part of side two.

Today I hope to finish the base of the pen, if not the whole thing, then start on gutting the small house tomorrow. The basic framework of the house is still good, so I just need to recover it, repair the nesting boxes, then cut, paint, and reassemble the new parts. We hope to buy biddies next Monday, and I have a quilt class most of the day Friday. Realistically though, I do have an extra week as the biddies will be fine in the brooder box the first week at least. I usually move them out into the small house between weeks 2-3. I don't want to put anything off though since election stuff starts next week. (We won't talk about all the other projects I had hoped to have completed by tomorrow!)

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things we do for love

Saturday we had a baby shower for Bobby's niece. As I was making the mints, Bobby asked what else was on the menu. After I recited off the litany of items, he responded with "No peanut butter?! This shower is for Hannah! What's she going to eat?" (Hannah has had stomach problems over the years and has been unable to tolerate many foods, but peanut butter has been her staple.) Despite my assurances that she would enjoy the foods we were having, he was adamant that I needed to make peanut butter & jelly sandwiches for the shower. Even though I protested that NOBODY took that to a shower, he persisted, and informed me I could make them dainty with my little cutter. And so I did. To my surprise all but 3 were eaten. Who'd a thunk it?

get your house in order

My grandmothers were very clean people. My mother thoroughly enjoys cleaning, though she doesn't quite hit the same level my grandmothers were on. I don't enjoy cleaning, but I do like things to be clean. I've almost given up on neatness. One thing that they all instilled in me is the crazy concept that your house must be in order before you go somewhere big - like a vacation or something. After all, you could die in a car crash or have to go to the hospital, and then people would go into your house and find it in a terrible mess. Who wants to be remembered by that? So up until this past year, I would sometimes be up almost all night not only trying to get things packed up, but also trying to totally clean house as well. Or should I say, make the house presentable? The Chinese had a horrible superstition that my mother and grandparents would have enjoyed. Spring Festival (the Chinese New Year based on the lunar calendar) required EVERYTHING to be cleaned top to

fun...funny houses

We saw the above house in Pittsboro while on our way to the mountains. It was the strangest house I've ever seen. Evidently this isn't a modification, for Bobby remembers thinking it funny as a child. Evidently a governor lived here at one point. I think the sign said it's now a Masonic lodge. And if seeing one funny house wasn't enough, the latest issue of This Old House had a link to their website that had several galleries of funny (or strange houses). Here's my favorites from their collection: Szymbark , Poland This just makes me laugh, and I would love to visit this house in person. Created by a designer who wanted to demonstrate "wrong-doings against humanity". Visitors have stood in line for as long as 6 hours to tour the house, and many come out feeling "sea-sick". Kalambaka, Greece... This 1,000 foot cliff drop has housed monastaries since the 11th century. Six of them are open to the public, " assuming, of course, th

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