September 13, 2017

I'm so fortunate to have landed a gig at Cherrywood Coffeehouse!  I've been subbing there occasionally over the summer and have elbowed (kindly) my way in!  If you've never been before, why not?  First off, it's free, yes, FREE!  Of course, if you enjoy the service your instructor provided you are welcome to leave a donation, but it's not required.  Second, the people are amazing!  Come meet your East Side neighbors and practice with them.  There is already a fun and welcoming crowd, however, the more the merrier.  We've already shared giggles over some Yogi jaunts at Hippie Hollow and expressed our awe of the recent eclipse, who knows what other memories we might share?!  Third, what better way than to start your day with Free...

June 5, 2017

Eggs in my planter?!

When you have free range chickens, you'll occasionally find a couple eggs here and there around the property.  But, when I found multiple

eggs in the planter on my deck, it prompted me to do some more investigating.

You may remember from my first blog post that I was woken up by a loud chicken squawking.  Peter came home and he did check the coop for snakes or other critters.  On his initial inspection, he found nothing.  Fine, okay.

Days later, I found these eggs in the planter and noticed our chickens roosting on our deck at night.  Those poor girls didn't want to go in their coop.

We did another sweep, a bit more thorough this time, and found this.

Needless to say, we took care of this wasp'...

June 2, 2017

I wanted to share some bloopers from the photo shoot we had today.  Blooper #1 :  Pants on Backwards.  During the entire photoshoot, I had to keep readjusting my pants.  I was so confused as I had worn these pants before and never experienced this sort of problem.  I didn't think I ate THAT much oatmeal.  Outdoor voices apparently places their brand name with the size on the front of the pants.  Noted.

Pups invited for the very end of the shoot.  They helped me with downward facing dog, depending on your definition of help.


May 29, 2017

I woke up this morning at 5:30 am to one of my chickens squawking what sounded like a death cry or perhaps it was a completely different bird in my coop.  I threw on some shorts, turned on my dim iPhone flashlight, brought my dog posse with me and went to investigate.  Two of my Ninas (we have three chickens and all of their names are Nina, talk to Peter about it) were down below and the other Nina, top queen of the pecking order, was scrambling around up there.  Too terrified to squeeze in between our fence and the coop hatch, I waited it out.  What if there were a gigantic snake or rabid raccoon in there?  In the light of day, she eventually made it down below and scratched and pecked as if nothing ever happened.  Was she just...

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