I have a few thing running through my head right now. So I am not sure what to write about this morning.
It is officially our last freeze date. I woke up to the temperature outside being 33F. One degree above freezing.
Guinea chicks are quiet compared to the adults.
A B.A.C.A. member was hit by lightning while riding the other day, and dies.
It's riding season, please watch for bikes.
I sloshed around in very cold water doing chores yesterday. My bones still ache.
I think that the swine flu is being blown out of proportion. How come every time a flu is "named" after an animal, we become chicken little? Other flu infect and kill many more people every year then the avian or the swine, yet we are all now going to die from the swine flu.
How come we take offense to everything so easily anymore? Why is it that only white heterosexual males with no disabilities are the only ones that don't get a special interest group? (serious question). Why can't I say anything without it being akin to hate speech? While others can call me derogatory names and it is considered culture or editorial news? And I am suppose to suck it up and not file a law suit? (not like I would, I actually have thick skin, thought that was what we were suppose to do anyway) And why am I a racist if I don't agree with an opinion of some one that isn't white? Am I not allowed to have an opinion any more?
Do I really want to continue homesteading? Is this really worth all the pain?
What if I can't make it on the farmstead?
Why on earth does my husband love me?
Should I have pork chops or roast for dinner tonight?
I have so many seedling up. I am feeding them with fish emulsion mixed in their water. They seem to love it. I had to crack the door in the closest, as it was getting too hot in there for them. They seem to be flourishing now. Hopefully everyone will be ready to go outside in two weeks.
We are moving the garden because of all the flooding. I don't know what to expect this year. Last year it was too cool and wet to grow successfully. Well 350 pounds of produce wasn't all bad, but it wasn't enough. Hopefully this year will be better.
see what I mean, lots of thoughts. Just one of those nagging days that I will be doing chores on auto pilot, thinking and plotting Pinky!