Showing posts from May, 2015

Farmin' and Doodling

Sunday afternoon found me at Heartland Farm again. It was good to catch up with my feather and fur babies although a wicked storm was coming in and they were all feeling it and kind of antsy. I snuggled with my buddy, Reggie the gorgeous pantalooned rooster. He's just a bitty thing but when I first started working there he was FIERCE. We couldn't get into his stall to feed him or clean without having to use as a dustpan as a shield or putting a laundry basket over him to keep him from attacking. I have a lot of scars on my legs, arms and face from His Nibs. But somewhere over the years, he turned to corner and decided to give peace a change. Now I pick him up , snuggle him and carry him around. He loves to be talked to and clucks back. If you fondle his comb, his little eyes close. What a sweetie!
(photo courtesy of Sarah Konkle)
The reason I was there was to help load  this little guy... (photo courtesy of Sarah Konkle)
Tyrion the Nigerian Pygmy Goat, and Ellie the Mini Pig …

Hiking to the Chapel in Typical Molly Bee Fashion

So after I got done hiking the lake trail, (see post below first), I decided to climb the hill to see a chapel that was built on top in 1857. 
(Dead center is the hill- from the other side of the lake. the chapel is on the tippy top.) 
In typical Molly Bee Fashion, I took the steepest trail, which in retrospect may not have actually been a trail, since coming back down afterward, I was on some stellar ones that had steps, gravel and paving. My path was one that was more like a muddy rut just big enough to put one foot in front of the other and meandered through the pucker brush and brambles.
Those of you who know me know that it is physically impossible for me to accomplish ANY task or activity without taking a divot out of myself somewhere. Hence the picture below. 

I wasn't 20 feet into the woods when I met a broken branch up close and personal-like. BANG! Right in the chin. This is routine and didn't hurt all that much so I just brushed off the bark shrapnel and  kept goin…

Weekend Update: Indian Lake

I had a day all to myself on Sunday so I decided to go check out Indian Lake County Park in Cross Plains. I've lived here 25 years and it's only a few miles away but I had never been there! I'm so glad I went! What a beautiful spot. There is a 4.5 mile trail around the lake that I walked twice. It was overcast and coolish but it was still a magnificent walk with  the symphony of the birds and the breeze through the new leaves and the bull rushes. Heaven. On. Earth.

When you get there, the first thing you notice is the ruins across the street. It's an old stone building next to an intact brick barn and there's a sign that says that the are is a prairie restoration and wildlife viewing area. The new spring greens made it look straight out of Scotland, no?

I parked the car and started down the wooded path beside the lake. Came across this cool, old stump that was huge and almost as tall as me. I thought that it would be cool to take a picture of myself in it, but I wa…

Weird Start To The Day

I'll admit it.  I wore my favorite pair of cranky pants yesterday for no particular reason. All. Day. Long. Actually I wore the entire ensemble-bad-mood shirt, intolerant underwear...the whole shebang, right down to the short-tempered socks and hissy-fit shoes.  Things went wrong all day. I had no sense of humor about it. I got through it by sheer will and determination, (and a healthy dose of irritating other people) and then went home, curled up in the fetal position and watched the Smithsonian Channel until it was time to go to bed. 
So when I got up this morning, I was determined to  wear a different outfit and see where the day took me. If you look for amusement, you will never cease to find it. I went to Hyvee to get breakfast for my department. I picked up a fruit tray and four clam-shell packages of sticky buns and went to check out. I was the only one in line. I put the bags in my little cart to leave and the bag boy says, 'Don't forget this!' and hands me an…

Gettin' 'Er Done

This weekend was one of crossing things off my list. I got the pedi I had on my list for a while. I went to a new place that did a great job but they did some things that I dare not speak about. Once they got out the molten wax and smooth rocks from the surface of the sun, I would've told them anything they wanted to know. And don't get me started on the massage chair. Aye Karumba!
I was setting next to a young, thoroughly-tattooed and pierced guy who was nervously there for his first Man-Pedi with his girlfriend. I had fun with that-telling him to be strong and asking him if he'd picked out his polish. I'm sure he was glad when I was finshed and out the door!

Since my toes are all pretty, I didn't have to finish this pair of socks, but I did anyway. Guys on Ice, Call The Midwife and Mr. Selfridge were all on PBS last night so it was prime knitting time! These are a little heavier than I normally knit-Opal 6 ply, but I like the colors. 

I finished this tile, which…

Garden Time

It's spring in the garden at last! the bleeding hearts are on their way out

 The poor tulips that came up about two inches during the warm spell in December finally dared to peek their heads out again.

 The Vinka which remained green all winter long flowered out.

The Hyacinths Mum got while she was here are blossomed out.

The weather was so nice this weekend that I decided to sit out among the splendor and doodle...

absolutely nothing that was blooming there.  :-)  These are ideas I saw on the net and wanted to try out for myself, but they are a little botanical so I thought I'd post them. 
I hope spring has spring where you are!