Toby has been miserable lately. He's been scratching and shaking his head and flapping his ears for a month. I thought maybe he had a yeast infection in his ears and began treating them with some drops but that didn't seem to help much. He was scratching his beard and his shoulders. Then, he started licking his feet incessantly. Next came biting at his hips to the point that he had bald patches and sores.
We tried an expensive grain-free, potato-free dog food to no avail. We put him on an all-meat diet and still no relief. The groomer came and cut his hair down short and even that didn't help like it has in the past.
So, on Tuesday I broke down and took him to the veterinarian to get it checked out. Dr. Paul said we were on the right track thinking that he has allergies but he probably isn't allergic to his food. He probably just has seasonal allergies.
He got a close examination and a shot of cortisol. Within twenty-four hours he was no longer scratching. He still shakes his head, flapping his ears some but not nearly like he was doing at all. In fact, it is almost as if he is back to what is somewhat normal for him.
Of course, there are still issues...
When Mike first retired, he said Toby would watch me get in the truck and back up to go out the drive and then would trot right into the den and jump up on the couch. Of course, I would fuss about it and finally Mike started making him get down. However, when neither of us are at home, he would camp out on the couch. So, I started booby-trapping it to keep him off.
He shifted his lounging spot to the chair in our bedroom. So, I set up a barrier to keep him off it.
Then, one day last week, I came home and noticed that somebody had wadded up the quilt that lays at the foot of the bed. This was when he was still licking his feet, so I could see some stains on the quilt and knew that Toby had been up on the bed. I raised a ruckus about it and Mike defended Toby saying he didn't believe Toby had done that. The very next morning, Mike got out of the shower and there he was. Mike told me that he looked in the bedroom and there was Toby, "up on there like it was HIS bed!" So, that afternoon when I got home from work, this is what I found:
That afternoon, the magazines and pillows were off the couch.
So, I'm on the lookout for a hefty crate and Toby is going to be enjoying some time in there while we are out of the house. I do intend to win!
If you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.
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Friday, January 22, 2016
A Lot of Weather
We have started to get a good bit of weather lately.
I always used to think it was funny when I would hear my grandfather say that.
I mean, we always have weather of some kind don't we?
Of course, I know that he meant weather that includes precipitation...
...or weather that includes extremes...
...or weather that is worth commenting upon because it is a bit out of the ordinary.
I think he meant something like the warm early-fall-like weather we got back in December. You know where we were wearing t-shirt sleeves and shorts during December?
Well, this week we have really gotten a good bit of weather.
Earlier this week we had some ice and a wee bit of snow.
We had frigid temperatures that make me shiver just thinking about it.
Then, today...
It was raining out my back door at seven o'clock this morning.
By eight-fifteen it looked like this.
And now, it looks like this.
And this.
Toby didn't even want to go out until he was crossing his legs and miserable.
He made a quick trip of it and was back in a flash looking like this!
I always used to think it was funny when I would hear my grandfather say that.
I mean, we always have weather of some kind don't we?
Of course, I know that he meant weather that includes precipitation...
...or weather that includes extremes...
...or weather that is worth commenting upon because it is a bit out of the ordinary.
I think he meant something like the warm early-fall-like weather we got back in December. You know where we were wearing t-shirt sleeves and shorts during December?
Well, this week we have really gotten a good bit of weather.
Earlier this week we had some ice and a wee bit of snow.
We had frigid temperatures that make me shiver just thinking about it.
Then, today...
It was raining out my back door at seven o'clock this morning.
By eight-fifteen it looked like this.
And now, it looks like this.
And this.
Toby didn't even want to go out until he was crossing his legs and miserable.
He made a quick trip of it and was back in a flash looking like this!
Sunday, November 8, 2015
Unseasonable Weather/Unwelcome Visitors
I've enjoyed these warm November days as much as possible.
I've sat out on the deck before it gets dark - which still seems almost like mid-day to me since the time change.
I've spent some time at the barn with Mike and his bottle calves.
I've even worn sandals to work a day or two.
The one thing I am not enjoying about these warm November days is the influx of insects.
We hae been invaded by multiple lady bugs - not the great invasion that we have suffered in prior years but we have had a few annoying ladies.
We have also had a swarm of flies blow in. I've swatted and swatted.
The ones I have really been fighting and wondering about are these fellows...
They all are just angry and evil looking! Toby doesn't like them either. He has watched and watched and then snapped at a few. One of them snapped back at him today and he whined and rubbed his nose a while.
Me, I've just swatted and swatted them, too. Today alone, I have killed an even dozen and the day isn't over.
I've sat out on the deck before it gets dark - which still seems almost like mid-day to me since the time change.
I've spent some time at the barn with Mike and his bottle calves.
I've even worn sandals to work a day or two.
The one thing I am not enjoying about these warm November days is the influx of insects.
We hae been invaded by multiple lady bugs - not the great invasion that we have suffered in prior years but we have had a few annoying ladies.
We have also had a swarm of flies blow in. I've swatted and swatted.
The ones I have really been fighting and wondering about are these fellows...
They all are just angry and evil looking! Toby doesn't like them either. He has watched and watched and then snapped at a few. One of them snapped back at him today and he whined and rubbed his nose a while.
Me, I've just swatted and swatted them, too. Today alone, I have killed an even dozen and the day isn't over.
Monday, February 16, 2015
Change
I do not deal well with change.
Toby's groomer closed up shop because she had to have surgery. So, we were forced to find a new place for him to get spiffed up.
He seemed fine with it.
Toby's groomer closed up shop because she had to have surgery. So, we were forced to find a new place for him to get spiffed up.
He seemed fine with it.
I think I needed to give a bit different instruction when I left him, though.
I should have told the new groomer to trim his hair much shorter than I did, evidently. And there is another matter...
He is dealing with it very well.
Even trying hard to look quite distinguished.
I just think that kerchief looks silly, though.
Saturday, January 31, 2015
Let me just say that and nothing more
Yesterday was not a pretty one.
Let me just say that and nothing more.
Well, let me just add this part...
At the end of my school day...as I was walking to my truck...I happened to glance down at the ground and saw - not one, but two - yes, two pennies lying there.
"Find a penny. Pick it up. All day long you will have good luck." That phrase sing-songed in my head till I stopped and picked them up.
So, the day wasn't totally awful.
Today is looking better.
I got to sleep late. Well, sort of...
I woke up at 3:40 A.M. and my old body was aching and my head was stuffy. So, I took a couple of pain-reliever tablets and an antihistamine, grabbed a quilt and went to prop myself up on the couch to try to sniffle and go back to sleep without waking Mike.
However, good old Toby had other ideas. He knew I didn't get back in bed. How? Your guess is as good as mine. Maybe he didn't hear mesnoring breathing right there in the bed near his crate. Who knows?
Just as I was about to doze off...Toby started whining and yipping and begging to be let out of his crate.
So, I went back in there to him and pointed my finger at him and told him in a firm and authoritative manner to hush. (Translation: Me standing in front of his crate, wearing one of Mike's t-shirts with my hair sticking out in all directions like Medusa, growling at him to shut up or I would make him be really sorry that he woke up Mike...and there may have been an expletive...or two.)
That worked.
Until I got snuggled back under the quilt and situated in a propped up manner on my pillows and just about dozed off again.
Then, I had to stomp back in there and repeat my reprimand and add in a kick to Toby's crate and closed the closet, the bathroom, and the bedroom doors.
I doubt that worked either, but I didn't hear him anymore until 9:00 A.M. this morning!
Mike was already just about finished with his morning feeding chores. So, I offered to make sausage, biscuits, and gravy for breakfast.
I puttered round and was ready for the milk to make the gravy. So, I went out on the porch to get the milk and juice off the table and waved at Mike as he came out of the barn. As I stirred up the gravy, I noticed that the milk had a few ice crystals in it when I was finishing up that gourmet meal. So, Mike and I conversed about the chill of the morning and I set the gravy on the table just as he had removed his barn boots, washed his hands, and was sitting down to eat.
What a team we are! Synergy!
Wait, you say...What?
Yes, the milk and juice and all of the cold foods were stored on the back porch last night - most in coolers but the milk and juice jugs just sat out on the table. Oh, did I forget to mention that our refrigerator stopped working night-before-last?
Yes. Yes it did.
Let me just say that and nothing more.
Well, let me just add this part...
At the end of my school day...as I was walking to my truck...I happened to glance down at the ground and saw - not one, but two - yes, two pennies lying there.
"Find a penny. Pick it up. All day long you will have good luck." That phrase sing-songed in my head till I stopped and picked them up.
So, the day wasn't totally awful.
Today is looking better.
I got to sleep late. Well, sort of...
I woke up at 3:40 A.M. and my old body was aching and my head was stuffy. So, I took a couple of pain-reliever tablets and an antihistamine, grabbed a quilt and went to prop myself up on the couch to try to sniffle and go back to sleep without waking Mike.
However, good old Toby had other ideas. He knew I didn't get back in bed. How? Your guess is as good as mine. Maybe he didn't hear me
Just as I was about to doze off...Toby started whining and yipping and begging to be let out of his crate.
So, I went back in there to him and pointed my finger at him and told him in a firm and authoritative manner to hush. (Translation: Me standing in front of his crate, wearing one of Mike's t-shirts with my hair sticking out in all directions like Medusa, growling at him to shut up or I would make him be really sorry that he woke up Mike...and there may have been an expletive...or two.)
That worked.
Until I got snuggled back under the quilt and situated in a propped up manner on my pillows and just about dozed off again.
Then, I had to stomp back in there and repeat my reprimand and add in a kick to Toby's crate and closed the closet, the bathroom, and the bedroom doors.
I doubt that worked either, but I didn't hear him anymore until 9:00 A.M. this morning!
Mike was already just about finished with his morning feeding chores. So, I offered to make sausage, biscuits, and gravy for breakfast.
I puttered round and was ready for the milk to make the gravy. So, I went out on the porch to get the milk and juice off the table and waved at Mike as he came out of the barn. As I stirred up the gravy, I noticed that the milk had a few ice crystals in it when I was finishing up that gourmet meal. So, Mike and I conversed about the chill of the morning and I set the gravy on the table just as he had removed his barn boots, washed his hands, and was sitting down to eat.
What a team we are! Synergy!
Wait, you say...What?
Yes, the milk and juice and all of the cold foods were stored on the back porch last night - most in coolers but the milk and juice jugs just sat out on the table. Oh, did I forget to mention that our refrigerator stopped working night-before-last?
Yes. Yes it did.
Friday, January 2, 2015
Learning with my new camera
I am spending a bit of time each day learning with my new camera. I took a few shots before I put the Christmas decorations away and I just keep marveling at what a wonderful job this thing will do with no expertise or practice.
I usually put the kitchen Christmas tree on the chopping block but this year, I just couldn't change this little vignette...
It kind of shows where I am in self-discovery right now. I asked for the crocheted wash cloths from my daughter, Bridgette, at Goody Stuff because the ones I had were getting pretty yucky. So, she gave me this stack tied up with a piece of raffia for my birthday back in November. I thought it looked so sweet, I just couldn't bear to mess it up...for over a month!
The herb pots right behind the wash cloths might be called a gentle nudge from my Granny. The blue and white container was hers. It is one of the things I was lucky enough to get from her estate. (along with: Treasures for the Roadshow, More than a Family Tree, More Pieces for the Roadshow, and a quilt.) I almost bought some African violets to put in it because she grew some of the most brilliant and beautiful ones ever. Then, I decided that I needed to venture into growing my own herbs. So, I have a couple of tiny pots set inside that container and I'm giving it a try. The jury is still out on whether this is going to become a life-long venture!
The bowl to the left is one I picked up on clearance somewhere and just liked it. I generally keep Granny Smith apples in it because I like the look of that green apple color against my favorite blue and white designs. After seeing on Pinterest where some folks had dried some oranges, I thought I'd give that a try. Not a total Pinterest success but it wasn't a total fail, either. I may give it another go at some point. During the fall months I added some little boo pumpkins as decor. So, for the Christmas season, I added some jello molds, metal cookie cutters, and a strand of cranberry red beads. I thought it looked festively beautiful!
I absolutely love how my camera picked up the lusciousness of the colors in this collection and it makes my heart smile to see these things looking spectacularly beautiful because it was such a simple conglomeration and it features some of the things I really love.
Isn't this a sweet shot of Toby? He is sitting where he spends so much of his time keeping tabs on our little world...right in front of the French doors of the kitchen. I love how the photo picks up the soft velvety texture of his coat and how the shadows and highlights are picked up by the natural light. (I also love how it doesn't show the smudgy dog-nose prints on the windows!) With my point-and-shoot camera and with the phone camera I could never get this kind of depth and the beauty of Toby didn't show up as well because he is so...black. So, this camera might really make some other things look just as beautiful as I see them, too!
And here is a perfect example of something I see as beautiful. The guys made fun of me when we were unwrapping our Christmas gifts but I don't care. Each year I collect all the glittery, wire edged ribbons off of packages and stash them away. This box has been their home for the past two or three years. I simply coil the lengths of ribbon around my hand and smash it flat and stack the pieces in this little box. Then, when I get ready to wrap gifts the next year, I pull out the little box of ribbons and use them again. I know for certain that some of these lengths of ribbon are more than eight years old. Yet, our gifts still twinkled and looked beautiful again this year. I didn't even have to add much new ribbon to the stash this year. Didn't my new camera make this stash of ribbon look neat and tidy and really just sparkly beautiful? That is how this stash looks to me, too!
This is a photo I made to share with Lillie in our Google Hangout right after putting the Christmas decorations away. She was supposed to be cleaning her bedroom and I was trying to encourage her by showing her my own cleaning progress. I think what I like most about this new camera and lens is the capability to focus on different things. When I was wishing for a new camera, I read a blog post by Karianne at Thistlewood Farms where she talked about bokeh (photography language for that fuzzy, out-of-focus "stuff that makes your heart beat faster"). The photos I took to share with Lillie featured some of that bokeh. In the photo above you might notice it in the bottom left corner. And in the one below you can tell that the books on the coffee table were the center of my focus and the bokeh is pretty much all around the books...
Now, if I can only learn to control that and focus on exactly what I want to highlight and keep the bokeh on the things I don't want to highlight...
I usually put the kitchen Christmas tree on the chopping block but this year, I just couldn't change this little vignette...
It kind of shows where I am in self-discovery right now. I asked for the crocheted wash cloths from my daughter, Bridgette, at Goody Stuff because the ones I had were getting pretty yucky. So, she gave me this stack tied up with a piece of raffia for my birthday back in November. I thought it looked so sweet, I just couldn't bear to mess it up...for over a month!
The herb pots right behind the wash cloths might be called a gentle nudge from my Granny. The blue and white container was hers. It is one of the things I was lucky enough to get from her estate. (along with: Treasures for the Roadshow, More than a Family Tree, More Pieces for the Roadshow, and a quilt.) I almost bought some African violets to put in it because she grew some of the most brilliant and beautiful ones ever. Then, I decided that I needed to venture into growing my own herbs. So, I have a couple of tiny pots set inside that container and I'm giving it a try. The jury is still out on whether this is going to become a life-long venture!
The bowl to the left is one I picked up on clearance somewhere and just liked it. I generally keep Granny Smith apples in it because I like the look of that green apple color against my favorite blue and white designs. After seeing on Pinterest where some folks had dried some oranges, I thought I'd give that a try. Not a total Pinterest success but it wasn't a total fail, either. I may give it another go at some point. During the fall months I added some little boo pumpkins as decor. So, for the Christmas season, I added some jello molds, metal cookie cutters, and a strand of cranberry red beads. I thought it looked festively beautiful!
I absolutely love how my camera picked up the lusciousness of the colors in this collection and it makes my heart smile to see these things looking spectacularly beautiful because it was such a simple conglomeration and it features some of the things I really love.
Isn't this a sweet shot of Toby? He is sitting where he spends so much of his time keeping tabs on our little world...right in front of the French doors of the kitchen. I love how the photo picks up the soft velvety texture of his coat and how the shadows and highlights are picked up by the natural light. (I also love how it doesn't show the smudgy dog-nose prints on the windows!) With my point-and-shoot camera and with the phone camera I could never get this kind of depth and the beauty of Toby didn't show up as well because he is so...black. So, this camera might really make some other things look just as beautiful as I see them, too!
And here is a perfect example of something I see as beautiful. The guys made fun of me when we were unwrapping our Christmas gifts but I don't care. Each year I collect all the glittery, wire edged ribbons off of packages and stash them away. This box has been their home for the past two or three years. I simply coil the lengths of ribbon around my hand and smash it flat and stack the pieces in this little box. Then, when I get ready to wrap gifts the next year, I pull out the little box of ribbons and use them again. I know for certain that some of these lengths of ribbon are more than eight years old. Yet, our gifts still twinkled and looked beautiful again this year. I didn't even have to add much new ribbon to the stash this year. Didn't my new camera make this stash of ribbon look neat and tidy and really just sparkly beautiful? That is how this stash looks to me, too!
This is a photo I made to share with Lillie in our Google Hangout right after putting the Christmas decorations away. She was supposed to be cleaning her bedroom and I was trying to encourage her by showing her my own cleaning progress. I think what I like most about this new camera and lens is the capability to focus on different things. When I was wishing for a new camera, I read a blog post by Karianne at Thistlewood Farms where she talked about bokeh (photography language for that fuzzy, out-of-focus "stuff that makes your heart beat faster"). The photos I took to share with Lillie featured some of that bokeh. In the photo above you might notice it in the bottom left corner. And in the one below you can tell that the books on the coffee table were the center of my focus and the bokeh is pretty much all around the books...
Now, if I can only learn to control that and focus on exactly what I want to highlight and keep the bokeh on the things I don't want to highlight...
Saturday, March 22, 2014
Doctoring
Toby has an ear infection. We think he might have picked up ear mites somehow. YUCK! So, I got some medicine to put down into his ear to treat this. First, let me say that giving a dog medicine is nothing like when I was living on the farm and we had to treat a calf or cow or lamb.
Our daughter-in-law, Bonnie, of Bonnie's Barnyard fame, brought me the 'paste' for treating Toby's ears. She warned me that when she had used it on her dog's ears there was a huge mess. So, I was prepared.
The first treatment went well. I don't know if it was because Toby felt poorly or because he was ignorant and had no idea what to expect. The bright yellow liquid-y-paste dried to a powder and made him look funny with yellow powdery ears and he was quite unhappy with me after I treated him but we could tell he felt better after a couple of hours.
Today, I anticipated a bit more resistance from him with the treatment. However, I didn't realize just how much resistance I would get!
While I was treating - I went ahead and applied the spot on flea/tick drops that are applied to the top of his back just behind his neck and the area just in front of his tail. I figured if I was going to make him mad, I may as well do it all at one time and get it over with!
He sulked around for a while and didn't like the fact that I also made him stay out on the deck for about an hour waiting for the paste to dry. Then, I went out and brushed the powdery residue off his side and back and rubbed him down good till it just looked like he has a bad case of dandruff.
He paced a bit and then would come to the door and look through the window with a pitiful expression on his face. I was not deterred, though. I figured the vitamin D from the sun would be good for him and the temperature was a comfortable one. I even went outside with a book and joined him for a while. He was not fooled. He wouldn't even come near me till I sneaked up on him and caught him by the collar to give him his brushing.
Then, we came inside. The sulfur-y smell lingers - even after I washed my hands with a couple of different soaps and applied a smelly lotion. He doesn't like it any better than I do, either. He has tried several times to wipe it off on the rug like this...
Our daughter-in-law, Bonnie, of Bonnie's Barnyard fame, brought me the 'paste' for treating Toby's ears. She warned me that when she had used it on her dog's ears there was a huge mess. So, I was prepared.
The first treatment went well. I don't know if it was because Toby felt poorly or because he was ignorant and had no idea what to expect. The bright yellow liquid-y-paste dried to a powder and made him look funny with yellow powdery ears and he was quite unhappy with me after I treated him but we could tell he felt better after a couple of hours.
Today, I anticipated a bit more resistance from him with the treatment. However, I didn't realize just how much resistance I would get!
Here is what was slung across the deck when I was trying to keep from getting snapped at and hit the moving target of the sorest of his ears. Actually, this is after I wiped up what was slung across the deck!
Here is how he looked after I had wiped up what he slung all over his side while I was trying to keep from getting snapped at and hit the moving target of the sorest of his ears.
A happy camper he was not!
While I was treating - I went ahead and applied the spot on flea/tick drops that are applied to the top of his back just behind his neck and the area just in front of his tail. I figured if I was going to make him mad, I may as well do it all at one time and get it over with!
He sulked around for a while and didn't like the fact that I also made him stay out on the deck for about an hour waiting for the paste to dry. Then, I went out and brushed the powdery residue off his side and back and rubbed him down good till it just looked like he has a bad case of dandruff.
He paced a bit and then would come to the door and look through the window with a pitiful expression on his face. I was not deterred, though. I figured the vitamin D from the sun would be good for him and the temperature was a comfortable one. I even went outside with a book and joined him for a while. He was not fooled. He wouldn't even come near me till I sneaked up on him and caught him by the collar to give him his brushing.
Then, we came inside. The sulfur-y smell lingers - even after I washed my hands with a couple of different soaps and applied a smelly lotion. He doesn't like it any better than I do, either. He has tried several times to wipe it off on the rug like this...
I think three days from now when it is time for the third treatment it is going to be a two-man job!
Poor Toby!
Monday, January 6, 2014
Polar Something-Or-Other
I heard on the TV news this afternoon where we have some sort of Polar Something-Or-Other going on.
It seems there is frigid weather everywhere in the United States except for Hawaii.
When Toby went out to do his business, he came in and backed right up to sit between Mike's legs.
Mike was trying to situate a coverlet over his own legs at the time before he propped his bad leg up with the recliner. Toby seemed to think he needed the coverlet and started scratching and pulling at it to get it situated for his own needs.
Guess who won this battle?
It seems there is frigid weather everywhere in the United States except for Hawaii.
When Toby went out to do his business, he came in and backed right up to sit between Mike's legs.
Mike was trying to situate a coverlet over his own legs at the time before he propped his bad leg up with the recliner. Toby seemed to think he needed the coverlet and started scratching and pulling at it to get it situated for his own needs.
Guess who won this battle?
Hope you and your friends are staying warm!
Saturday, August 3, 2013
Shaggy no more
Toby got a haircut and he is no longer shaggy.
Mike and I always love it right after he has been groomed. He smells fresh and clean. His coat is shiny and soft.
Plus, he looks so much more distinguished. Mike always calls him Sebastian on the day that he comes home from the groomer because he looks so much more distinguished.
You can tell it really makes a difference to Toby, too.
I mean, he changes his routine so much.
I wish I was freshly-shorn and looked more distinguished and polished like him!
Mike and I always love it right after he has been groomed. He smells fresh and clean. His coat is shiny and soft.
Plus, he looks so much more distinguished. Mike always calls him Sebastian on the day that he comes home from the groomer because he looks so much more distinguished.
You can tell it really makes a difference to Toby, too.
I mean, he changes his routine so much.
I wish I was freshly-shorn and looked more distinguished and polished like him!
Friday, July 5, 2013
Independence Day Celebration and Zucchinis
Well, the nation's birthday celebration sloshed by me. Mike had to work. Yuck!
He said, "Maybe if we work on July 4 we can have off Saturday AND Sunday."
I paused only briefly to think about that. Don't you think something is wrong if he has to work on a national holiday in order to have two days off that he is supposed to have off anyway?
My gripe session about that is over but I would like to have caused a few fireworks with the powers that be over there at the warehouse!
Anyway, yesterday was a sloshy, mushy, rainy day here at the ole homestead. So, Toby and I spent the day in the kitchen.
Yesterday we had put all of that bushel of yellow squash in the freezer. Lots of slicing, blanching, chilling, and bagging going on over here.
Then, today, we (meaning I) began work on the bushel of zucchini. I sliced up some zucchini and dipped it into buttermilk and tossed it into a cornmeal mixture and laid the slices out on a wax paper/cookie sheet. You can see a tutorial HERE.
I also made Lemon Zucchini Bread using a recipe by NancyCreative. It is absolutely divine!
I tried another zucchini bread recipe that my friend Joann G gave me. It is delicious and she says it freezes well. You can see that recipe HERE.
I pinned a couple more recipes on my Recipes to Try Pinterest Board that I'm going to give a try.
On another note, Bridgette and family have gone on V-cation and Lillie and Lydia sported their 'zucchinis' (really it was a tankini but guess what was a more familiar term...) today and went to the hotel pool!
Finally, when Mike got home from work at about eight-thirty, he told me to look out front to see what was going on and this is what I saw:
Stephen and Bonnie fired off a couple of fireworks up on the hill - a warm-up for Saturday, I guess.
Here is what Toby did all day:
Then, when folks started shooting fireworks all around us, he had to look out the window of the back doors and give a few woofs!
Hope your day was exciting and festive.
He said, "Maybe if we work on July 4 we can have off Saturday AND Sunday."
I paused only briefly to think about that. Don't you think something is wrong if he has to work on a national holiday in order to have two days off that he is supposed to have off anyway?
My gripe session about that is over but I would like to have caused a few fireworks with the powers that be over there at the warehouse!
Anyway, yesterday was a sloshy, mushy, rainy day here at the ole homestead. So, Toby and I spent the day in the kitchen.
Yesterday we had put all of that bushel of yellow squash in the freezer. Lots of slicing, blanching, chilling, and bagging going on over here.
This was only the first batch...
Then, today, we (meaning I) began work on the bushel of zucchini. I sliced up some zucchini and dipped it into buttermilk and tossed it into a cornmeal mixture and laid the slices out on a wax paper/cookie sheet. You can see a tutorial HERE.
I also made Lemon Zucchini Bread using a recipe by NancyCreative. It is absolutely divine!
I tried another zucchini bread recipe that my friend Joann G gave me. It is delicious and she says it freezes well. You can see that recipe HERE.
I pinned a couple more recipes on my Recipes to Try Pinterest Board that I'm going to give a try.
On another note, Bridgette and family have gone on V-cation and Lillie and Lydia sported their 'zucchinis' (really it was a tankini but guess what was a more familiar term...) today and went to the hotel pool!
Finally, when Mike got home from work at about eight-thirty, he told me to look out front to see what was going on and this is what I saw:
Yep, there was a roadblock set up right in front of our house!
Stephen and Bonnie fired off a couple of fireworks up on the hill - a warm-up for Saturday, I guess.
Here is what Toby did all day:
Then, when folks started shooting fireworks all around us, he had to look out the window of the back doors and give a few woofs!
Hope your day was exciting and festive.
Monday, June 10, 2013
Rain!
We got a downpour! At about one o'clock this afternoon I went out to do a little grass mowing because the weather gurus were predicting rain for late afternoon and I thought I could help the hubby out a little.
I got most of our yard cut and decided to cut along the fence line going down the driveway. The sky started sprinkling a little bit on me but I thought I would continue and come back up on the other side of the fence before I stopped mowing.
Well, by the time I got back up to our house, the rain had stopped. So, I decided to mow another little area across the driveway where the guys park their trailers and to mow the drainage ditch in case the rain did come and was too wet for Mike to mow. Again, the sprinkles dripped down but stopped and I got another little segment of grass cut. Then, all of a sudden, the rain began to really fall!
I went to the barn with haste and parked the mower. Then, trotted pretty quickly to the house. Toby, who had been waiting on the porch, and I scurried into the house but not before we were pretty drenched. So, I just shucked out of my swimsuit and jumped into the shower. When I stepped out of the shower, I glanced out the window and was amazed at the sight. So, I pulled one of Mike's shirts on and went out with my trusty little camera.
This view of water rolling down the driveway between Stephen and Bonnie's house and our barn!
Just southeast and downhill of the previous spot, the drainage ditch in which I had just finished mowing grass!
Continuing on southeast and looking toward my mother-in-law's house, you can see the water running down the driveway and overflowing the drainage ditch across our driveway traveling on toward the creek which runs in front of our house.
Looking due south off my deck in an area that I had been riding the mower over less than forty-five minutes before. The water would have been washing me away if I was there now!
Our driveway looks like a creek bed with water steadily running down it!
I sent those pictures off to Mike and Stephen and Bonnie to let them know what things looked like while they were at work. Then, I got a call from Stephen telling me that I needed to go out and take a look around to assess the storm damage. So...
Off I trekked to begin my assessment. LOTS of the rocks from the driveway were washed out and huge gullies were left behind in the driveway that connects our two houses!
The drainage ditch I had just mowed caught some of the gravel. Isn't it hard to believe that in less than thirty minutes that much water can rush down and turn this area into a rolling rapids? Then, about thirty minutes later it looks calm and serene!
I set the soft drink bottle into one of the gullies to give a little perspective of how deeply the water had cut into the ground after the rock was washed away.
I headed on up the hill to drive the loop around and see if this was the worst of the washout. Again, see the soft drink bottle about half-way up and to the right there in the photo. This was a bigger gully.
If you look really it closely at Stephen and Bonnie's garden, you can see how the corn is leaning toward the east...
An almost flat spot atop the hill shows that even there was some water damage where the straw off Stephen's newly seeded grass was washed.
Heading down the hill on the opposite side of Stephen and Bonnie's house and you can see that their driveway is gully-washed here, too.
Easing on down their driveway showed several gully-washes in this side of their driveway but nothing too dramatic.
Looking down the creek, you can see the 'stick-line' where the water was out of banks and on the right side of the creek there are a couple of limbs that were washed down.
We had a major mulch washout! This is a view of the flowerbed that I picked and poked at just this morning!
This shot shows where some of the mulch wound up when that water was rolling down the hill.
This picture shows the water trail that sweeps just past the stepping stones and around the flower bed just off our back porch. That is a lot of water force!
As I am composing this post, I have the television on where the weather reporters are showing photos and video of tornadoes which swept through southern Kentucky. Bless them and I hope folks weathered the storms safely!
I got most of our yard cut and decided to cut along the fence line going down the driveway. The sky started sprinkling a little bit on me but I thought I would continue and come back up on the other side of the fence before I stopped mowing.
Well, by the time I got back up to our house, the rain had stopped. So, I decided to mow another little area across the driveway where the guys park their trailers and to mow the drainage ditch in case the rain did come and was too wet for Mike to mow. Again, the sprinkles dripped down but stopped and I got another little segment of grass cut. Then, all of a sudden, the rain began to really fall!
I went to the barn with haste and parked the mower. Then, trotted pretty quickly to the house. Toby, who had been waiting on the porch, and I scurried into the house but not before we were pretty drenched. So, I just shucked out of my swimsuit and jumped into the shower. When I stepped out of the shower, I glanced out the window and was amazed at the sight. So, I pulled one of Mike's shirts on and went out with my trusty little camera.
This view of water rolling down the driveway between Stephen and Bonnie's house and our barn!
Just southeast and downhill of the previous spot, the drainage ditch in which I had just finished mowing grass!
Continuing on southeast and looking toward my mother-in-law's house, you can see the water running down the driveway and overflowing the drainage ditch across our driveway traveling on toward the creek which runs in front of our house.
Our driveway looks like a creek bed with water steadily running down it!
Lots of water coming down that hill!
I sent those pictures off to Mike and Stephen and Bonnie to let them know what things looked like while they were at work. Then, I got a call from Stephen telling me that I needed to go out and take a look around to assess the storm damage. So...
The drainage ditch I had just mowed caught some of the gravel. Isn't it hard to believe that in less than thirty minutes that much water can rush down and turn this area into a rolling rapids? Then, about thirty minutes later it looks calm and serene!
I set the soft drink bottle into one of the gullies to give a little perspective of how deeply the water had cut into the ground after the rock was washed away.
I headed on up the hill to drive the loop around and see if this was the worst of the washout. Again, see the soft drink bottle about half-way up and to the right there in the photo. This was a bigger gully.
If you look really it closely at Stephen and Bonnie's garden, you can see how the corn is leaning toward the east...
An almost flat spot atop the hill shows that even there was some water damage where the straw off Stephen's newly seeded grass was washed.
Heading down the hill on the opposite side of Stephen and Bonnie's house and you can see that their driveway is gully-washed here, too.
Easing on down their driveway showed several gully-washes in this side of their driveway but nothing too dramatic.
Looking down the creek, you can see the 'stick-line' where the water was out of banks and on the right side of the creek there are a couple of limbs that were washed down.
Another view of the creek...
I pulled out onto the highway and turned in to the southern entrance to our compound to head back up the hill toward home. Here is the view heading up the driveway toward my mother-in-law's home. Look closely into the middle of the photo and you can see my soft-drink bottle setting down into that gully.
The deepest gully of all was washed here and I was glad to be driving a truck or I would have drug the bottom of my vehicle when I drove up the driveway toward home.We had a major mulch washout! This is a view of the flowerbed that I picked and poked at just this morning!
This shot shows where some of the mulch wound up when that water was rolling down the hill.
This picture shows the water trail that sweeps just past the stepping stones and around the flower bed just off our back porch. That is a lot of water force!
As I am composing this post, I have the television on where the weather reporters are showing photos and video of tornadoes which swept through southern Kentucky. Bless them and I hope folks weathered the storms safely!
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