|Poor Daisy..feeling better|
The Gang Up gang, had the swimming pool in their chicken tractor pen, for romping and splashing, which I'm sure she envied. The first thing Daisy did was bathe. And bathe and bathe, for a good 45 minutes. She scratched, rolled and threw dirt upon herself until she felt.....clean???? Somehow dust isn't my idea of clean, but to each his/her own.
Now, when the new house was delivered, there were two houses on that trailer.
|Two houses (deluxe)|
In the foreground, you will note the chicken tractor and barely make out the "girls" excitedly watching the operation. I'm certain they were admiring the red house, complete with porch for lounging, more than one entry, and room for a loft. Needless to say, they gave little to no thought to the fact that neighbors already think we are completely out of our minds for spending sooooo much money on accommodations for mere 'chickens.' Can you imagine what they thought when it was the little, natural wood house that was unloaded right beside the new chicken yard? The collective sighs and disappointment in their little chicken heads? Not just poor "Daisy." We likely had "poor Shy, Minnie, Molly, Freida and Biddy."
For a few days they, also, were subjected to watching "Daisy" run around delighted in that new, spacious yard while work progressed on the inside of the house left in place. After all, the wiring, insulation, interior walls, floor painting, nest and roost building had to be completed. And....it was HOT! Sweltering hot! Poor Don, (my husband.) Josh, (my son) lent a hand but it was Don that desired their house to be just right. Can you believe this is the same man that did not want any chickens?
The big day arrives. Time to move in and integrate the flock once again. How did that go?
To be continued.....There is more to this saga/drama, but for today let's just move right along.....at that snail like pace. I'd like to introduce you to "Buddy," otherwise known as "Bud" and more about that "Christmas in July."
|Our sink and "Bud."|
Now introducing: Author: Debra R. Williams. Debra was my interesting neighbor at the event. Her passion is writing and restoring their vintage home. In her words, "Meet the Clock Family" introduces the Clock sisters and their mom and dad, Mock and Doc. Come along as the Clock Family shares an extraordinary adventure."
Her books are being used in schools (not to learn to tell time) and sold in a select number of bookstores or contact her direct via email. email@example.com
She's quite nice, does book readings, can explain her selection and delivers if you should happen to live in the Walla Walla, Washingon.
If I understood correctly the stories were born as she told them to her three daughters when they were young. It's an example of how one can develop a passion into an unexpected side career or full time venture.
Networking is one of the things that makes attending these events much more fun, at least for me. There are more people out there, than we are aware of, with creative outlets or skills that need to be shared. So, be prepared, or look forward, to meeting others from time to time.
Until, the not too distant future, enjoy summer and take good care.