Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Sunshine and Homemade Fun

It has been unusually rainy this past week.  Actually, the ground is completely waterlogged and is causing the mountain snow to cascade out of the hills and into the plains.  Flooding is rampant (thankfully not in our area) and we're schedule for at least one more day of a steady drizzle. 

But yesterday afternoon the sun came out and so did the kids!  Springtime in the country is magical...




Lovin' on those new chicks

Digging for worms to feed the chickens

Yep, that's a chick on a scooter

My boy at 10

My 7 year old!

A little late afternoon nap in the sun...we really appreciate warm temps this year!


That's all folks!  Now its clouding up again....rain, rain, go away...

Monday, May 23, 2011

Life in the Fast Lane


I remember a few years back when I said out loud to myself, “I’d have loved to be a homesteader.”  With romantic visions of quiet evenings by the fire and livin’ off the land simplicity, I now realize that homesteaders were incredibly hardworking, brave and probably just a bit crazy to move to new territory and make a home. 

Here I am living in rural Montana on about 2 ½ acres in a modern home with modern amenities and modern engine capabilities and let me tell you, spring is the season to WORK.  As if running kids to ball practice and keeping up with homework wasn’t enough, this is the time to be planting the garden, pulling the weeds and, yes, I brought this on myself, raising chirping little chickens.
That's us overlooking our small town


For some reason, this spring seems a little on the out of control side.  Daniel, now 10, is a huge help around the house and becoming quite the responsible young man and Taylor, who turns 7 tomorrow, still thinks most “chores” are fun….but no matter how I plan…the days are just plain busy from dawn to dusk. 

A few things that keep us busy (with more pointed posts to come!)
Piano Recitals (that's Taylor over the adults left shoulder)

Track Meet- check out the mountains in the background

Baseball

Garden (notice the protective milk jugs for cold nights)

Big Chickens (6)

Little Chickens (28)

Keeping chicks safe with the kids

Protecting Raspberries and strawberries from deer           


 Yep its that busy time of year!  but boy is it all worth it!

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Don't Fence Me In


Children and sandboxes go hand in hand.  It doesn’t matter if it is a green, plastic turtle shaped box full of store bought sand or an abandoned corner of the yard void of grass.  Some of life’s best building skills are first honed outdoors in the sand.

Growing up near St. Augustine Beach in northeastern Florida, I was blessed with endless expanses of sand, plenty of salty beach water and beach bags full of buckets and cups shaped like starfish, castle bricks and moat walls.  It didn’t take long to figure out that the walls had to be strong enough to stave off the incoming tide and the moat deep enough to contain that occasional stray wave.  

These days I find myself utilizing those building skills against other creatures of nature.  Sand has been traded for chicken wire and buckets for hammers, t-posts and top wire. My culprits, while no less determined than the incoming waves, are now disguised with fur.  They are cute, four legged creatures that lure me with their big brown eyes into believing that they are innocent of all charges. 

But the evidence is damning.  Flowers, once showing the promise of spring are now munched down to the nub.  Rhubarb leaves, poisonous to humans, apparently serve as the perfect appetizer for the health conscious four legged connoisseurs.     And, most surprisingly, even the prickly stems of raspberry bushes are worth the occasional meal on the go between river bottom and bedding area.
We're even fencing in chickens


Yes, folks, I’ve joined in the battle against the deer.  Take a peek into my backyard and you will see permanent, portable and electric fencing.  No skilled warrior would go into battle without a full arsenal of weapons.  The first line of defense, a low chain link fence, serves as little more than an exercise facility for these graceful jumpers.  They have crossed this fence so many times that the tops are curved over in highway like fashion as some sections are curved inward and some outward depending on the travel direction. 

Seasonal plants are protected by the next line of defense:  removable chicken wire cages.  This step is all about the timing.  Similar to my anticipation of that first spring asparagus, the deer lurk behind the trees awaiting the first tender shoots of raspberries, bulbs and perennials. 

The most sensitive areas, such as my vegetable garden, are surrounded by 7 foot fences.  While it is not the most aesthetically pleasing solution, it ensures food on the table come fall and winter.  And while this fence protects the majority of the meandering vegetables, the vining ones sometimes outgrow their confines, amble out into the yard and promptly become a main course. 
New Raspberry Fence in the distance


Battling nature is something that most of us do at some point in our lives.  Little did we know that building sandcastles was preparing us for years of keeping critters out of our yards or teaching us patience as we await that “wave” of life giving moisture.  We are more prepared for the battles of life, the disappointments when the walls come tumbling down, or in my case, when the deer come looking for a cheap buffet.


Monday, May 9, 2011

Blessed to be a Mom

Mothers Day was simply wonderful.  At church we celebrated with 4 heartfelt confirmands who eloquently prrofessed their faith before our congregation.  Then we were off for a mother's Day drive, south through Augusta, into Dearborn Canyon and then on to Craig where we at at Izaacs.  what a gift to be called "Mom."

Brad and Patti, my wonderful in-laws

The ones who made me a MOM

the Dearborn River

Augusta's Haystack Butte

What a spectacular place in which we are blessed to live