Overgrown

Over grown by weeds, my little flower garden. That will be remedied tomorrow when Steve and I go and purchase the latest of weed whackers. A push weed whacker. Yeah!!!!

Guard Lions

This cracked me up. Steve sitting on the swing and the only black cats we have, one on each side of him lounging in the lounge chairs on our deck. Pywackette to Steve's left and Zeke on the other side.

My Lilacs

It smells so nice this time of year between the lilacs and the plum trees blooming. I wasn't sure if they would bloom because they had started to bud and we had a cold snap and snow and ice after some wrm days, but it wasn't enough to damage them. Thankfully!

George

Finally a pic of poor old George the ferret. George is about nine years old now. He's thin and a bit feeble but still hanging on. He eats and drinks. Pees and poops and if you've ever had a ferret, well you know. I'll say this, I'll never keep ferrets again. Only because they require a lot of time and I feel guilty because I don't think that George gets the time he deserves.

Zeke

Zeke is always elusive. It's taken me dozens of photos to try and get one where he's not moving and here it is.

Ears

Herman's ears have fallen and they can't get up!

Purple Martins?

I bought this purple martin house a couple of years ago for Steve for a Father's Day gift because he so loves his wild birds. Attracting purple martins is quite a different story. It's a very difficult process involving placement of the house in your yard, timing, other birds in the area. Well, we were unsuccessful and in the end, ended up with a house full of sparrows. So here sits the sparrow condo.

A Spring Sunset

Zoe took this pic about a week ago of the sunset from our driveway looking across the farmer's fields.

What a Face

What a face. I have no idea what Spot was doing. Maybe yawning. But I think it's a hilarious picture of a silly dog.

Taking a Trip

Traveling anywhere, even for a few days can be difficult for Steve and I as we are always faced with the babysitter issue for our creatures. Finding some one can be a problem. Most times I'm able to get my farrier, Jeremiah and his son to do it. This is a pic of one of our travels last Spring to Oregon and Northern California. Steve and Zoe in front of a giant redwood. We went to Oregon to check out a University Zoe was interested in in Eugene, OR. As long as we were so close to California we decided to see the redwoods since none of us had seen them before. It was beautiful. We took the coastal drive down along the Pacific. The scenery was awe inspiring and the California fishing villages were great. Loved it.

Walks!

Last Autumn, taking the quadrupeds for a walk at the local conservancy. They love it. We try to go at least once a week during the warm months. The dogs love it.

Why?

Why Zoe took a picture of her tiny little feet, I don't know. I just don't know....................????????????

A Fearless Beast

Once again our mostly blind kitten daring to sleep on one of the beams. I mentioned post and beam construction converted barn. There's about 20 feet between that beam and the wood laminate floor. Crazy cat. And as I'm typing Smudge is attempting to climb onto my lap.

Our Pet Cemetary

We keep a small pet cemetery in the northeast corner of our property. Not all of our creatures are actually buried there and I'm a bit behind on some of the memoriams, but I will catch up soon. I need to clean the area up and weed it well. Just waiting for a few days off that are warm enough to get out there.

The Hobby Farm Home

Here we are. A view from the field south.

The House

This is our house on this little 2 acre hobby farm of ours. It in itself is a converted barn of post and beam construction over a hundred years old. We've added the extension of course and this picture was taken this week in March with dirty melting snow and nothing but mud where grass should be. My red rusted out garbage cart sitting in the left of the pic (I think we need to replace that this year). I can't wait for the green grass to return and my flowers, if I haven't killed them. We love this place. Although I feel that we're constantly repairing it.

The Everyday

This is not an unusual event for our household. Unfortunately..... This afternoon a Starling was stuck in our fireplace chimney flue. Of course these birds cannot fly back up the chimney flue as it is physically impossible for them to do so. So generally what we do is get the big fishing net my husband bought last summer at about 10:30 pm from Walmart to catch a bat that was flying around the house terrorizing me, and open the flue and attempt to catch the bird. Well a house with 3 dogs and 6 cats, we have to act quickly or the creature doesn't stand a chance. So it becomes a huge ordeal lasting approximately 30 minutes but with much success this time and finally at last a freed Starling. Whew!

Herman

Herman is a crazy goat. He's a bit bigger than the Pygmies and just the silliest. He likes to play head-butt games with your hand and attempts to jump on your back and I would bet he weighs about 70 pounds.

Cheryl

Cheryl came to me about 7 years ago. She was my friend's barn cat before I was talked into saving her. My friend just was creeped out by her and that's the real reason I ended up with her. She used to stalk my friend Jess. She would be doing dishes at night and look up and out her sink window and low and behold, Cheryl would be staring at her from outside. She also drools and you can do just about anything with her and she doesn't mind. Avery strange being.

Pywacket

Pywacket is also about 14 years old. She was given to by some previous landlords I used to rent from. She too used to be thin a long time ago. She had an emergency hysterectomy at about 6 months old and has gained weight ever since, but we don't tell her that she's fat because she believes otherwise. She referred to as the petite little flower.