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Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Hiding In Plain Sight

There was a highly classified meeting held this week.

Born out of desperation, the chicken ladies decided to:

take the bull by the horns.....

wait a minute - too much metaphor mixing -

to take matters in to their own hands

wait a minute - they have no hands-

to take control of their biological destiny

Yes! Perfect! Has a strong chick sounding appropriateness.

So where were we? Ah yes, highly secret planning meeting to come up with a plan to keep that horrible egg stealing woman from robbing the nest. This woman was clever, she built a nice comfortable house and made soft hay filled nests. The rest of her diabolical plan became clear over time.

She actually thought she was entitled to take the eggs that would be laid so trustingly. With the passing of winter and the first whispers of spring - the meeting was held. At this grand poultry summit it was decided to hide the eggs from the crazed egg stealer.

Turkey Lurker, the most highly evolved of the hens, mentioned the concept of hiding in plain sight. Her daring plan was approved and implemented immediately.

Enter the "truck"

The plan for this old truck was to strip the frame to make a small trailer out of it.

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notice the proximity to the chicken coop?

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It is now the repository of the hens valiant efforts to produce young

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Nestled amongst oil cans and old candy wrappers are the secret stash of eggs.
Brilliant, no?

Meanwhile "crazed egg stealer lady" spends her days pulling her hair out in frustration and wondering..

was it the new feed she bought last week? Why are there no eggs in the coop? Are the chickens sick? Should she Google this and try to find out?

Do not waste your sympathy on her though.

This is what she gets for trying to fool Mother Nature.....

Friday, February 18, 2011

Gatlinburg & Points Beyond

Its been wonderful to leave freezy cold rainy Florida for even colder, frozen points north of us!

The rationale is: if you're going to be cold anyway it should at least be pretty.
And fun.

And exotic.

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Mornings waking up slowly in a hot tub while you look at the mountains

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Afternoons on a ski lift!

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An actual sighting of Pippi Longstocking

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It takes a secure man to wear a small pink silk backpack, no?

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Too soon it was back to sunny Florida which had turned green in one weeks time. Or so it seemed.

Goodbye cozy little house in the big woods.

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goodbye snow drifts

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and winter.

Hello Spring!

Hello to cows grazing belly deep in green fields of oats.

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Its good to have the memories.

Monday, February 14, 2011