Notes from Here and There

The other night, I was tidying up my yard in the fading light of evening, and WHAM! Backed into a little tree stump. It gave me a nasty bruise:


In a fury, I whirled around and chopped it out. The ground was soft, and the roots gave way before I had chopped through the stump. I flung it down the hill as far as I could.

Several days later, I triumphantly completed my wood pile!


And as I went down the hill to assess how many more downed trees I had for future firewood. I found the stump!


I laughed at all of my chopping marks. I must have been really frustrated that night! I'm sorry, Mr. Stump. It's not your fault I fell over you. You gave up your life to give me a pretty front yard, I wouldn't even blame you if you attacked me in revenge. I gave the stump an honorable ending in a bonfire.

Aaaaaanyway, after finishing my woodpile, I thought I'd take a day off from chores. Whoops! I failed at that and could not resist the temptation to cut up a few more logs and tidy up a few more downed trees. I cut them to length and piled them beside my two (2) splitting stumps:





You want to know something crazy? Being in possession of two (2) splitting stumps makes me feel like a freaking PRINCESS. I say to myself, "Oh LOOKEE HERE! I can use either THIS ONE or THAT ONE! I can split wood HERE or THERE! I can stack it HERE or THERE! SO MANY OPTIONS!" :~D

I tried to take a photo with the girls using a camera timer, but only tried once, and this is what I got:


Aaaanyway, here is a photo of the girls waiting ever-so-patiently for their blessing at St. Matthews:


Today I got an email from Rev. Scott: "Thank you for the joy & just plain HOLINESS of Autumn & Linden yesterday. :) They're wonderful :). Big wonderful..." d'awwwww!

Oh yeah, just so y'all know that I don't just subsist on veggies and fried eggs over noodles... here is a photo of my Large American Pork Chop!


And last night I picked rose hips until my fingers went numb from the cold, and spread them out to dry: