a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing
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Showing posts with label eggs. Show all posts

Monday, June 27, 2016

Enter Their Realm

and you pay an admission price
Where there are ants
there are ant eaters
many ant eaters
When I finished clearing what I thought needed clearing I built a sanctuary in the same area with all their occupation requirements. Bon appetit, my precious bug eaters.

Saturday, August 22, 2015

Things I'll Never Outgrow and Reading The Past

For Fireblossom Friday Lists

Things I'll Never Outgrow

dying Easter eggs
blowing bubbles
playing in mud puddles
coloring books
puppies
and toads
For Mama Zen Words Count  Power Image
Twenty-five words exactly.
Reading The Past


hundreds of years
or maybe centuries
passed
before the ground
gave up its secrets
we read their history
in stone
and bones
they left behind
Both for the prompt today at 

Monday, March 18, 2013

New Life, Old Water Garden...


I began removing rocks with the idea of consolidating two water gardens.  I had my work cut out for me.
How many rocks were around and in this water garden?  I'm not counting.  I first made this water garden for Dad after Mom died. I used his rock collection and added more as the pond progressed.

Dad  would sit for hours watching the goldfish swim until he decided to rebuild the pond.  He dug canals circling the pond and to the fence line. There he constructed an earthen dam.   I didn't know what he was doing unless maybe he was routing an overflow path for flood waters.  I let him work.  The garden was for him.  He rounded mounds of dirt over the rocks and patted it into to place until he had the perfect dirt banked stock pond.  He had Alzheimer's.  It was his yard and his pond.  He was enjoying himself.

After he was gone I excavated the rocks and put it back together.  The fish had disappeared but there were frogs.

During the years Marcy has added lilies and parrot grass and planted surprise flowers around the garden for all to enjoy.  The pecan tree leaves fill the pond every fall so I usually deep clean it twice a season.

This season I had decided to combine my two gardens.  I began to remove the rocks...alllllll the rocks.  Picking our leaves and pecans as I cleaned the pond.
Here's the tractor tire water garden after a winter of animals and weather.  I saw bull frogs so the plan changed.  I could not empty this and lose my bull frogs.  The Blue Herons have almost decimated the bull frog population in our large ponds. I decided I'd just clean this one more year and then re-access...later after the eggs hatched and the new frogs were ready to be moved.

So back to Dad's water garden which I had almost completely disassembled.  A surprise awaited me there too.
Nestled under a rock was a "nest" of salamanders.
I love these creatures.
Again, I could not wreck their home.
You know a woman made water garden is good
when the wildlife moves in.
In this dark mess I found eggs
which don't look like frogs to me.
Spring has arrived at the water garden 
I didn't reflect for long.
The wildlife shall stay.
I remove the debris and add water.
I shall replace the rocks making it pet friendly.
The rock garden that began as Dad's will remain
one more year.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Twelve Hundred And Counting...

posts, that is.  Been here since September '08.  I've met many wonderful people during my blog journey, people I would never have met in my ordinary life. 

Thank you all for making me laugh, making me feel important and even, sometimes, making me cry.  You have been my anchor in many storms, my shoulder to cry on and my cheering section when I needed encouragement. 

Yes, these are crocuses, a sure sign of spring trying to break out of the brown and white we are all tired of seeing.
These are the deer who trimmed the tulips last night.
The Kubota excavated dry creek channeled the three inch rain we had in one day and it did not threaten Marcy's house.  The ponds are full once again and the green is beginning to show.  I am hopeful spring is almost here but the biggest snow (eighteen inches) I remember arrived in late March.
Egg production is increasing.
The new calves are tagged and tattooed.
Ki-Anne still holds my heart in her paws
as life goes on At The Farm.

Monday, September 6, 2010

Remnants and Beginnings

Edible soy beans
The garden is on its last legs,
and Beverly is putting in a late fall garden.
We have a few beans.
and okra is still growing.
We are blessed with peppers.
The hens are still laying
and Marcy is working the bony peaches.
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