There. Don't we all feel better now?
I walked into the kitchen the other day to find this on the floor.
Rag dolls do the splits.
Girls are fun.
I spent about three hours at a track meet on Thursday, which is about two hours and fifty minutes longer than I want to be in the sun. Luckily, I am a Mom with a capital "M," so I don't care at all about the fact that I have to wear a long-sleeved button-up linen shirt and the world's dorkiest (but shady!) hat to avoid the sun.
This is my "Fun in the Sun" face.
That very strong sun has been good for the spring flowers in the mechanic's pit.
Crocuses! Daffodils!
The apricot tree behind the pit was also in full bloom.
The butchering we did on Saturday was much less aesthetically pleasing. We had two sheep to cut up. That's a lot of meat.
This is the meat from only one sheep.
Butchering always results in some . . . interesting dishes.
Mostly of the sharp variety.
And lastly, when Poppy went out to feed the chickens and collect the eggs, she came back in with this:
An old calabaza shell makes a surprisingly good egg carrier.
There you have it! My life, snapshotted.
4 comments:
Those eggs are beautiful. Poppy staged them perfectly in the shell.
I found a bag of lamb bones in one freezer, made broth, and used it in a tomato, lentil, chickpea and chili soup that is pretty good. My daffodils are covered with 6 inches of snow, but 50 degrees Monday. Happy Palm Sunday!
The shell is also pretty colors.
The flower mechanics pit looks really good. Also, very artistic looking egg presentation. The eggs almost look like lightly colored Easter eggs. Never knew chickens laid so varied a color scheme.
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