This tree is one my friend shared with me. It’s in Searcy County. It grew around the fence or two spouts got twisted together above the fence vand grew together.
Eric locked up Astrid’s chickens each night. One evening he took them the leftover watermelon. I think it’s their favorite food. Watermelon is 90 percent water.
The sky was pink last night. I still try to let my chickens free range an hour before sundown. The hawks have gone to bed by then. Saturday night when I went to latch their gate, coming back to the house I saw a copperhead crawling across my yard. I got a shovel to kill it but then realized I’d probably step on it as they are so hard to see. It was only about 14 inches long, but small and large are just as deadly. I got out my high top muck boots to wear when I lock the gate. As I have aged slowly I give up things. I’m not ready to give up my chickens. I wonder about all Mary had to give up in her 96 years. She had macro degeneration and could not see to read or do needle work. Dialing her phone was horrible. She had the numbers saved by pictures of the person. Still I know it was a nightmare. She knew me and also had a cousin Betty. She often called me when she wished to call her cousin. I am thankful her toil here has ended but still sad that I can no longer talk to her. Her mind was sharp til the end. RIP Mary.
2 comments:
Such pretty skies! It looks like the chickens love the watermelon! Our oldest daughter brought us eggs as she hs chickens:) They are the best tasting eggs!
I would hate to have to deal with dangerous snakes! Garter snakes are cute and rattlesnakes live only on the east side of the state. Beautiful skies! I would never have thought that chickens would like watermelon. It makes me upset when people are completely with it at advanced ages when they've lost the ability to do so many things that are important to them. They are aware of what's happening, which is sad.
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