One of my new blogger friends, Holly, asked if I had been raptured. Nope. I have to wonder how people get sucked in to some crazy ideas. How sad for them. What I learned when I was growing up and I'm not certain of the scriptures, but I always believed that we were not supposed to know when and that we were instructed to "tarry" until that time...which means "carry on." I have to say it was a little fun thinking "what if." But to think that you know the day it is supposed to happen and the time? Sounds too crazy to me.
I hiked with my hiking group yesterday morning. We did six miles on a trail that is very near to where I live. Then one of my gal friends from the group stayed over with us last night. We had another friend over and had a fire out back and roasted dogs.
This morning Doug and I made a run to the farm store for more chick starter. Five weeks later- twelve chicks have eaten nearly fifty pounds of food. They act as if they are starving.
Then Doug had to buy more lumber for the pen and I got some plants.
For the deck out back:
|super bells. I love super bells.|
|hanging basket. impatiens and vinca vine|
|can't remember the name of these, but they are perennials|
and do well for me
|never planted this before. "brass buttons" |
supposed to be able to walk on it
|can't remember name of this. have never had it. |
don't know if it is an annual or perennial but I loved it
|planter near carport|
It rained off and on today. When I first heard thunder this morning, I thought it was an explosion. The rain would pour and then the sun would come back out. This happened about four times today. Doug was working on the chicken pen out back and I was out front working on my flower beds. At one point I took out my cell phone and called him "yes, this is the front yard- calling the back yard- I need your help." Late in the afternoon it started pouring, yet another time. I was standing under the carport and thought "man, a beer would taste good about now." So I went in and got a couple of beers, then pulled chairs to the sliding door to the deck and Doug and I sat and drank our cool beers and watched it rain.
Then he threw a Frisbee with Chelsea.