The Hermits' Rest

A New Farm Worker?

Busy times and many surprises at the Hermits’ Rest today. I had 5 hours of meetings through early afternoon, so I took a break to relax and enjoy the animals. I didn’t relax, though.

Darryl certainly doesn’t seem relaxed, either.

First I took a big hunk of chickweed over to the poultry pals. They had a little plant party and tossed it all around. That was cute. Not so cute was seeing little moving shapes in the supposedly sealed storage bin for the chicken feed…again.

There’s no denying it. House mice are cute.

I went ahead and fed the birds, dreading having to remove more mice. I left the lid of the bin open to encourage a voluntary exit.

I went back to the bin and removed the four bags of feed. I was happy to see that there was now only one mouse left. The other had flung itself out. They literally flung themselves at the sides of the bin hoping to get high enough to escape. I tried to get the remaining mouse out with a feed scoop, then almost got it to run into a more cup-like scoop. Instead, as I leaned over to encourage it to enter the cup, it jumped on my shirt and ran up my arm! Cute as that was, I admit to flinging it off me. Last I saw it was climbing the screened enclosure to get away.

Soon as we’re finished eating we will look for mice.

I hope it didn’t go near the turkeys and chickens, because they are doing a great job keeping rodents out of their area.

Next, I thought I could go enjoy more peaceful time with the horses. I saw that either Terry had left the tack room door open yesterday or the wind had got it (it no longer latches). That made me a little more cautious as I entered. Good thing I was ready, because I apparently have a new helper in the tack room. Tipper, the black-and-white cat who’s been hanging around for over a month, was lounging in my pink chair.

I thought about it and decided the kitty is welcome there. It certainly will have enough to eat. Maybe at least one of my mouse/rat problems will be lessened. Thanks, new farm worker!

I did get my horse relaxation in, finally. Apache wanted me to rub between his ears and got so relaxed that he started yawning away. He kept it up for five minutes!

Then I looked over where Drew and Spice were hanging out and realized Spice was yawning, too. I guess it’s contagious in horses as well as humans!

We did a Year of the Horse tarot reading in my group tonight, and I got three cards with horses on them!

Equine Encouragement

Good news, the lymph nodes are behaving themselves again. Just a slight hiccup, and that’s all good.

I’d been worrying a bit about the horses’ health, especially since I no longer have anyone to consult when there’s a problem. I really miss having Sara next door when something happens, and not having anyone to help with Apache’s usual spring grass issues is very hard.

So, I was glad when the farrier came today and trimmed all their feet and declared them good. It’s true, Apache has no redness or signs of lameness, and both Mabel’s and Spice’s hooves are less cracked than in the past. Maybe I can take care of them with no help. And I do have Vicki down the road with all her many contacts. I feel reassured.

The best part of the morning was that I let Terry work on Drew alone, and got to spend quality time with Fiona while I watched. Now, I do make sure she gets plenty of interaction, but I hadn’t just hung out with her in a while, thanks to my job lasting later in the afternoon and not feeling a lot of horse joy in the past few weeks.

Today, though, I felt her breathing on my hand and then her little body leaning lightly on my hip. I just rubbed her fuzzy forehead and silky ears and relaxed. She’d tell me where to pet and I’d keep going.

When we moved on to work on Apache, I went in the pen to hold his lead and pet him more (I’d already groomed and hugged on him). Sure enough, I heard rhythmic breathing, then there was a tug on the rope. Fiona had found her way into the next pen for more affection. I indulged.

The years I’ve had with Fiona and Apache sharing their kind hearts with me have been a privilege. Just listening to Fiona breathe calms me (she’s always been a loud breather). And leaning on Apache’s neck while he reaches his head around is just the ideal hug.

The best neck for hugging (Goldie was #2)

I’m encouraged that perhaps I’m ready to get back into more horse activities without feeling sad. I need to get there!

Under the Weather

And also the weather is annoying. The annual late February cold spell arrived right on time last night, which made for a chilly and windy day, even though it was nice and sunny. The birds were there, even a Roadrunner, so it wasn’t a total loss.

Roadrunner from the coast, but my photo!

I started feeling like my lymph nodes were swollen last night, and it’s still going on. I’ve taken it easy all day, just crocheting and watching more of the Great Courses series on the Middle Ages. I got past weapons of war and into cathedral construction, which made me happy. It’s fascinating how they put them together. Yes, my life has gotten that thrilling.

Boy do I know how those arches stay up now. Photo from Pexels.

Then, since we finished The Closer (great series, satisfying ending), Lee and I started a show with more modern cell phones, The Diplomat. Lee liked it perhaps too much and we got halfway through all the episodes today. I like the scenery, lots of lovely English interiors.

I finally have come up with a hypothesis for why my immune system is on overdrive. Carolyn and I did a lot of playing around with cedar pollen yesterday, making the male plants “smoke.” Even though they were Eastern Red Cedars, not Ashe Junipers, all that pollen may have inflamed me. Oh well, it was fun.

All that yellow on the green tree is pollen.

Note that the tree is Juniperus virginiana, which hints both that it might cause some allergies and that you could make gin out of the berries (on female trees).

Let’s hope I’m better tomorrow, since there’s stuff going on at work that I have to be ready for.

It’s My Favorite Week of the Year

What week is that? The week the Mexican plum and redbuds start to bloom in this part of Texas! This means a whole bunch of pretty flowers will be here any day now!

I saw many wild redbuds on the drive from Cameron to Milano.

I’d been afraid I’d miss those trees this year, since I no longer drive there three times a month. But, hooray, today was the day to go out to my friend Carolyn’s to make plans for a field trip to her place to look at the unique wildflowers they have.

Our fellow Master Naturalist, Terri, joined us. She’s been working on a map of the property and its trails and wanted to refine it. She’s also going to make signs to help navigate the trails. She’s so talented!

We had lots of fun looking at the plants that are coming up and finding places of interest to share with visitors, like where the puffball mushrooms are.

I always have so much fun with Carolyn. I promised I’d visit more this year.

We found more than plants! The resident armadillos were wandering around, we saw a deer, and we got to watch AD feed the big catfish in the ponds. Plus, the cattle followed us around hoping for treats for quite a while. They’re very friendly.

Note the petting going on in the background.

It was fun to find a wetland that’s developed between the fancy pond and the well. It should be beautiful in a few weeks, too.

I think the people who go on the picnic will have a great time exploring the property, and I know it will mean a lot to Carolyn to have us visit. Before that, we still have work to do to get ready! Here are some more photos.

What a great way to treat the first official week of wildflower season.

In other news, our much-needed new washer and dryer came and were successfully installed. That impressed me, because I didn’t think we had all the parts, but we did! Our menfolk can work miracles.

Sorry about yesterday’s downer post. I think I’m just rundown. My “glands” hurt and ears are sore. I’ll have to take it easy tomorrow!

I Have a Phone Camera Again

That’s been the highlight of the past few days. I’ve taken some early spring flowers and recognizable birds.

You can tell this is a Great Blue Heron!

I’ve just not felt very emotionally connected these days. That makes it hard to blog. I’m just blanking my mind out and gliding through each day. I enjoy the birds, the poultry, the horses, and the changing weather.

It’s all fine. I’m just taking a break from the intensity. Voting means that I don’t have to listen to all the campaigning and can throw the daily collection of post cards from this Schwertner guy who keeps repeating the reasons I didn’t vote for him.

I did have some fun, sorta, when I helped Kathleen do some kitchen reorganizing and watched our manly men remove our old washer and dryer. Tomorrow the new ones show up. Dry clothing will be awfully nice.

I will need to do some cleaning first. Luckily, water spewed all over the place, thanks to an unhappy connection. Cleaned the floor!

Tomorrow I get to go hang out with some friends in nature. Yay. I’ll get to take more close-ups of late-winter new growth.

Plus I will keep crocheting. It’s probably why I’m so zoned out.

Two colors of the solid squares for my blanket. Don’t worry, temperature blanket is moving along on schedule.

My mental state will head back up. It always does. In the meantime I’ll enjoy my numbness.

Book Report: Plants with Purpose

One of the books I got at the Texas Master Naturalist Annual Meeting last October was this little gem: Plants with Purpose: 25 Ecosystem Multitaskers, by Monika Maeckle. The purpose of the book is to introduce people who want to do gardening with native species to some easy to grow plants that they will enjoy in their gardens for many many years. One of the things I liked best about the book was that it is beautifully illustrated with line drawings of each plant. She discusses with some of the pollinators and other visitors who also enjoy the plants.

I don’t think there’s much in this book that you can’t find in other resources about native plants but the way she writes is enjoyable and you just can’t stop enjoying the photographs, the drawings, the quality of the paper and the graphic design, all of which I find important when I’m enjoying a book. It even has built-in bookmarks.

My favorite section I think was on the Cucamelon fruit, which is apparently what grows on my chicken shed every year and makes those cute little fruits that the chickens then eat. I didn’t realize they were quite as edible as they are, but I did realize that they’re really pretty and make a nice ground cover so she’s right about that. This plant is also known as mouse melon, Mexican sour gherkin and Sanita in Spanish, which means little watermelon. they’re one of our oldest fruits, related to gourds. Weird melons are a kind of plant I have all over the place at this ranch.

She also talks about Turks cap and sunflowers and many other fun plants that we have growing all over the place here. Maeckle also rightly cautions that you probably want to use the native varieties and not some of the hybridized commercially available ones if you want to really attract pollinators and you want the plants to keep living and reseeding.

This would be a lovely book to give someone who has just built a house in one of those neighborhoods where they completely eliminate every trace of every plant that was ever on the ground before the housing development was put in. The recipient can make the land happy again and native plants can live like little plants need to live, right? That’s what I had to do when I moved around rock after all.

The book might be hard to find because I don’t know if it’s in Amazon or not, but you can certainly order it from the Texas A&M University Press, which for all of the flaws of Texas A&M is truly a nice publisher of nature books.

I’ll write more later, but I just wanted to get this book review done before I forgot it again. Thanks everybody.

Pain in the Head

I have one of those headaches that nags you all day. Sleep is all that will fix it.

So, no chatty blog today. Tomorrow should be interesting and perhaps pain free.

Good night.

Phones. Can’t Live without Them. Wish I Could

Ok. I’m just about wiped out from my “day off.”I could use more wine but I hit my limit. I do want to sleep tonight, after all.

Empty glass, ready to watch Deep Space 9 and rest my brain.

I spent hours and hours today just trying to make my iPhone Air go away. It had good and bad points, but mostly was long. I spent the first 45 minutes or so chatting with Al, a Vietnam vet with 7 remaining fingers and an attitude that made Lee seem a dream customer. But I got him so settled down that by the time it was his turn, he pleasantly agreed tech support could help him out. I learned a lot about his preferred firearms, his friends with issues, and his precious great grandchildren. It certainly passed the time.

Then I discovered I had to wait an hour to deal with some theft prevention thing. So I went to the lovely Thai restaurant across I35 from the phone store. If you’re ever in Temple, try MeeMee’s Authentic Thai Cuisine. It IS authentic! It has an interesting menu, too.

I only had another hour or so after lunch to figure out every password I’ve ever had and make the proper incantations to the gods and goddesses of cellular networks. I finally have the phone I should have ordered three months ago coming my way.

Really all I want is the macro lens. No more blurry photos…speaking of which, all the sparrows came back today and I got blurry photos of them!

I had so much fun after I got home watching the sparrows bopping around, joined by two rabbits who didn’t care that I was there. That’s exactly what I needed after the stressful phone store ordeal. Nature to the rescue!

Too bad I need a decent phone camera to record all that nature? The joke is on me. I can’t live without them.

Everything’s Good but the Birds

Poor timing. The backyard bird count is still going on but I’m not seeing many of the usual birds. I’m afraid I know why. The first Barn Swallow showed up today. I’m afraid that means all the winter sparrows skedaddled with yesterday’s blustery front. There are still White-crowned and White-throated, but there’s a distinct lack of Fox, Vesper, Grasshopper, Chipping, Savannah, Harris’s, Swamp, or others. I’ll wait and see how tomorrow goes.

Sorry, Suna. Gotta escape before it gets hot!

And yes, I realize their departure for the Great White North heralds the arrival of buntings and such. Still. Sniff.

Flowers made me feel good. Thanks, Kathleen.

Otherwise it was a fun day in which I indulged in watching educational television, enjoyed looking at my pretty Valentine flowers, and crafted my heart out. I finished another red Danish hat, to replace the one I made that’s going to Canada for a friend, as soon as the Post Office opens again, which I made slightly larger than the pattern called for in DK yarn. Too long sentence, too bad.

I was working on it in the car and realized why the yarn color is called Firecracker Heather. There are tiny bits of blue, green, and yellow fiber in the yarn, like firecrackers! That gave me a chuckle.

I’m done with that yarn, but I have other red, if needed.

Lee surprised me by asking to take me out to dinner and surprised me more by taking me to the bookstore on the way! I’d planned to go to a candidate forum, but spousal requests take precedence. I really had a nice time, though I was tired for no reason I can think of.

I look forward to the books I got, even the self-help book. It seems like I could use some reminding that I can’t control anyone but me.

The deer book is about…deer! I already know how they were primary food sources for humans for thousands of years, but I Look forward to learning details about our two species’ relationships.

As you can see from the cover, the other one’s about the cheerful topic of diseases. I’ll have to let Anita read it next, since she reads about diseases in her work.

On the topic of books, it’s time to finish my current one. Then I can share all about it.

Rainy Day? It’s Okay!

It rained a bit today, not too much, but enough to please wildflowers. I didn’t hear as many birds as usual, but there’s always tomorrow.

The time passed pleasantly enough, because neighbor Vicki invited me to have lunch at the restaurant that replaced my old favorite, the Dutchtowne Deli. Neither of us do a lot of socializing without an agenda, so this was daring for us. And we had a good time eating huge Dutch babies with strawberry/rhubarb filling. It was just about the most delicious food I ever ate.

Then we went to the bakery and got more baked goods (for later). I think my friends and family keep that place in business. My son had already been by.

Next we went to the ZX Made in Texas shop and browsed. There I was delighted to find a can that once held Granger pipe tobacco. It reminded me so much of my dad, who always smoked a pipe with that tobacco. I got it and put it next to Dad’s bronze baseball glove and his baby picture.

I never found his pipe smoke to smell bad.

After all that the rain was starting in earnest, so we headed home, checked out Vicki’s new horse, Malone, got my mail, and still didn’t get drenched. Not bad.

He has a better disposition than certain gray horses who live at my house.

The rest of the wet day was pleasant, especially since Kathleen came back for a while bearing Valentines gifts. It’s always good to have someone to talk to!

Alfred covered me with wet dog smell when it started thundering. Poor guy.

And you know it’s a rainy day because I watched two movies, which means I wasn’t outside all day! Both Song Sung Blue and How to Train Your Dragon were good. I really enjoyed the Neil Diamond songs and sweet characters in the first one.

One of my online friends passed away today after a miserable struggle with cancer. I keep thinking about her husband and kids. They were so good to her. Hug a loved one!