Thursday, July 25, 2013

An Unwelcome Visitor

Last night we had a little unwelcomed excitement. 

Since our home was vacant for quite some time before us, we were initially very careful to have everyone wear boots in the yard, unless they are swimming and walking to the pool, from the house, via the sidewalk.   We do this because of the unknown environment.  Snakes, poison ivy, spiders… we just weren’t sure what we would encounter at first.

Lately, we have eased up on that, amending it to wearing boots out in the pasture and not necessarily in the yard, since we haven’t seen any snakes. While there have been a few tarantulas, they aren’t harmful to humans. Hurtful, maybe, but not harmful.

The illusion of safety and flip flop wearing was abruptly halted last night as Kevin was filling Jasper’s bowl… He nearly stepped on a copperhead around 2 feet long by the back step water spigot- - - IN HIS FLIP FLOPS.

I came out to say good night to Jasper and make sure the chickens were locked down, and saw Kevin coming out of the garage with his boots on and a shovel in hand and I knew it something was amiss. 

I ran to get the flashlight and turn on the outdoor lighting, and we searched.  Nothing.  This was perhaps even more upsetting, because we knew it was still lurking around.  After an extensive search of the grass and bushes nearby, I went to finish getting Jasper food and water and returned to find Kevin pinning down the snake.  He had persisted and found it up against the house.  I guess the thing had immobilized when it sensed movement because it was exactly where we had been searching the entire time.  

The shovel was a flathead, and we didn’t want to risk letting him out long enough to attempt chopping, so I ran for the pellet gun and to lock Jasper away.  Kevin started to suggest that I hold the snake while he get the gun but I opted against that… I figured he was good.  Ha! I might get a hee-bee-jee-bee up my spine and accidentally let it free!  

After retrieving the pellet gun and Kevin effectively ending it, Kevin brought it on the shovel over to the back steps so we could bring the kids out to view and impress upon them why we do NOT walk around barefoot in the yard, and that we are back to muck boots… I know snakes don’t look for human contact and I understand they are only instinctually trying to protect themselves, but in my world, the only good snake is a dead snake and the kids are too young to know – so I’d rather them look at them all as bad and STAY FAR, FAR AWAY!!! 

I was proud of Kevin – he hates snakes as badly as I do.

I was proud of me too.  I didn’t scream, yell, or run for the hills.  That’s a huge accomplishment for me.   I’m the girl who hurled her biology book across the room when faced with the image of a serpent partaking of whole chicken meal.  I’m the girl who picks her feet up if we drive over or near one in the road.  I’m the girl who wouldn’t look at an image of a snake, much less a real snake carcass that was still wriggling with nerves.  

So, while this was a jolt of reality, a warning to continue to be cautious, I’m thankful for a hubby who is persistent and hunted down the venomous thing, and for safety that no one was bitten.

Saturday, July 20, 2013

Jasper, the Great Tarantula Slayer (and other goings on...)

The three weeks we didn’t have the kids was strange. The house was empty and quiet.  It was both lonely and a really nice break, all at once.

I missed my munchkin hugs and the smiles. A LOT. I enjoyed having my husband all to myself. A LOT.

We had grand plans to accomplish all sorts of things – instead we piddled, spent time together, accomplished a few things and tried to relax a little.

We started on the chicken coop restoration project but hit a snag when the chainsaw needed to go in for repair.   While we were waiting, we decided that we really enjoy watching the chickens free range in the back yard.  It’s free entertainment! 


We have decided to use the restored chicken coop for our broilers and fryers and keep our layers up closer to the house.  This serves additional purposes: grasshopper/insect control plus the kids don’t become attached to the birds we plan to eat!  This decision means building a small coop and run just outside the yard which will come first and is in progress.   The restoration will resume afterwards.

This is the beginning of our small coop...
 

While working in the OLD coop, we found an older license plate that was put there after our house was built... Also this old animal trap... I wish I knew how old the trap is!
 

We took an aluminum roasting pan, filled it with white ash from the last bon fire and mixed with play sand.  Rumor has it this mixture is like a spa for chickens.  I’m not so sure.  They have not shown the slightest interest.  I even pushed it under the door of their cage so they’d have no choice but to walk in it to test their reaction.  Nothing! 

In preparation for all the building we will be doing, we finished knocking down the old shed that we had previously taken the tin from.  We were able to save a lot of lumber (and the tin) for reuse!  We had a bit of fun with this project!  (It’s always fun to knock stuff down!)

 



We also added a new member to the family while the kids were gone.  Jasper, the Great Tarantula Slayer.  When we moved we promised the kids we’d get a puppy or two but have been back and forth about breeds.  I had some bad experiences with dogs as a child and have always said the only dog I’d have was a pit bull.  Problem with that is they are so strong we were concerned having little ones. I didn’t want an extra slobbery breed, or anything with really long hair because of burs, ticks, etc…  Driving towards home one evening from the feed store we saw a sign in the neighbors drive “Free Akbash Puppies”.  On a whim we called and went to visit.  It seems they had a litter of eleven, had sold seven for $250 each, were keeping one,  and were giving away the last three.  We’d never heard of Akbash previously, but a quick google filled us in.  They are a large Turkish breed that guards livestock.  There was a cute little girl puppy but I liked Jasper’s squared jaw and he was so calm!  The problem was he had fleas – all over.  They all did. (That’s why the last few were free.)  Momma and Daddy Akbash had gone roaming and brought them back to the pen.  We took him home and washed him with Dawn.  The first two days he had FOUR baths and was combed with a flea comb.  We didn’t let him inside and after working on him, we would strip down, bathe, and throw our clothes in the washer to avoid an infestation. It was slightly nerve wracking for someone who is paranoid about anything to do with fleas or lice – anything with an almost impossible to get rid of life cycle. But it seems to have worked.  We haven’t seen signs of them since!  (I am cautiously triumphant. Ha!)  

Jasper is precious.  He was seven weeks when we got him so he is now eight and a half weeks old.  His birthday is May 16th, the day after my niece’s!   I am beginning to understand people who are attached to their pets more now.  I felt guilty last night that we couldn't take him when we went to the movies with the kids!  

Kevin walked me through administering my first vaccine.  It really wasn’t bad and Jasper did not seem bothered in the least.


Last week we caught him gnawing on a tarantula he had pounced upon in the back yard.  Way to go, Jasper!  We did remove it, for his safety. 

Skipping forward for a moment, when the kids met Jasper, I was talking to him asking him questions "You're a good boy, aren't you?  Yes, you are!" and Elijah looked at me with wide eyes and said, "Is he a TALKING puppy?" 

I had to spend my first night ALONE ALONE (no kids, no Kevin) in the country while Kevin was away on business.  It was uneventful.  I was careful not to do anything that might allow for spooking.  I didn’t close my eyes when I showered.  I didn’t go into the den where there the windows are.  I didn’t channel surf.  I slept with my Ruger .40 next to my bed and faced the door, which, by the way is my opposite side so I woke up feeling like I had literally woken up on the wrong side of the bed.  I’m a scaredy cat.  That’s why I don’t watch horror movies.  I don’t bring that into my mind.   I have a very active imagination that does not need feeding!  I live by the verse “Whatsoever things are lovely, pure and of good report, think on these things!”

Our friends who live in town adopted two bantam silkies only to find out they are roosters.  You can’t have roosters in the HOA – so we have now adopted them.  Extra insect control!  They don’t seem to like the girls (hens) – they refuse to mingle, roaming off together into the field and coming back only at dusk.  I was delighted though to hear my first “cockadoodle” today!  Kevin had reported a couple or three earlier this week, but I had not with my own ears heard one from our yard. (Just the roosters up the road at the neighbor’s house.  You’d be surprised how far sound carries out here!)

This is not my picture... just an example of what they look like.  I'll post a real one soon.


I really want to buy three more chicks to finish out our flock of layers.  I want Dominiques.  Their feathers look like black lace over a white underskirt.  Sooo pretty!   Last time we were at the feed store they only had one, so we opted to wait for the new hatchlings – they have two large incubators full of eggs so they get new ones weekly and year round!

This is a spider we see alot out here.  Fortunately, they aren't harmful to humans, but I like that they are called "The Writing Spider". 

 
Fall planting time is upon us and we’re so not ready.   We staked out a temporary compost bin and will probably throw in a bed or two for the fall, but I don’t see us getting a really full garden this year.   We will have to be proactive and build bed during the cool season so our spring garden will be plentiful. 


The Passion Vine is putting off more blooms now!  It's such a unique plant.
 

And so go the happenings and tales of life without the munchkins… 

We picked them up Sunday and are struggling to get them back on some sort of schedule.   Sigh…   It was so good to see them and feel their little arms around my neck again – and Luke’s big bear hugs.  Elijah summed up with: “Momma – I missed you!  It was a long time!  Don’t EVER let me be apart from you for three weeks again!”  Be still my heart!  <3

Monday, July 15, 2013

Settlement and Indian Encounters

This is an account I found from papers compiled in the 1880s telling stories of the settlements in Collin County and the last known encounters with Indians in 1844. It’s quite long, and has vivid detail. I wish we still wrote and spoke the way they did back then! It’s worth the read for anyone interested in the history.

 Many of the men mentioned in this article have roads or communities named after them in the area to this day.

HISTORY OF EARLY SETTLEMENT IN COLLIN COUNTY Part I Settlement and Indian Encounters From the The McKinney Advocate, April 3, 1880 Vol. 4, No. 1, Whole No. 157 Quoted from The American Sketchbook

http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~collincotx/settlement.html click here

Tolling in 1868

Working in the tolling software business, I found this interesting! McKinney Messenger. February 28, 1868, Vol. 13, No. 1. Jas. W. Thomas, Editor. Toll Bridge. Notice is hereby given to the citizens of Collin county, that the first year of my Bridge expires on the 1st day of January, 1868 and the Books will be open until the 1st day of February, for all persons who wish to take the privilege of the Bridge for 1868 [sic]. The following rates will be charged: For man & horse, by the year (specified)....50 For each wagon with horse or mule team.....$2.00 For each wagon with ox team...$2.00 Families, 50 cents for each member over ten years of age..... The money must be paid to Mr. John HOUSE at the bridge. [Signed] Jas. FARIS.

History of our Land and Home

Over the past few weeks, I’ve done a bit of research on the Carruth family – the family that owned our property and built the house and what we call the old homestead which collapsed between 2005 and 2008.

I have discovered that

John Carruth of Scotland b 1550 - d 1618
begat William b1575-d1635 m. Janet,
begat John 1630- ? m. Susan
begat Robert b1653 in Scotland -d1728 in Ireland m. Jenat
begat James b1679 in Scotland - d1729 in Ireland m. Margaret
begat Walter b1703 in Ireland - d1769 in Iredell, NC m. Sarah
begat James b1736 in Pennsylvania-1803 in Knox, TN m. Margaret
begat Alexander...

Alexander Craighead Carruth b 1765 in Ireland - died in 1830 in Wilson County Tennessee.  Married Susannah Simms Carruth.
 
They had nine children, one of which was also Alexander Craighead Carruth. He was born in 1798 in Tennessee. He and wife Elizabeth had 11 children. They both died in Collin County. He in 1858, she, just before the turn of the century.

One of their eleven children was James Eldridge Carruth. James E Carruth oldest child born in TN July 25, 1830 died Feb 20 1910 Collin County

James E Carruth was part of Fitzhugh’s 16th Calvary, Third Regiment, Company D of the Confederacy. He was 31 when he enlisted. Collie (his son) was probably 8 years old when his father went.

In 1905, when James E was 75, the Daughters of the Confederacy hosted a dinner at the E W Kirpatrick “palatial estate” (Queen Anne Victorian built in 1902 over behind the Mckinney Highschool) for the veterans and he was in attendance.

The 1880 Collin County Census lists James’ as Dwelling 16, Family 162.
His tombstone reads “He lived as he died – a Christian” – it’s in a local (to me) cemetery.

He and his wife Elizabeth Jane George had three children, one of which was Charles Carlton Carruth (CC Carruth/Collie Carruth) born August 3rd, 1869 Collin County – died Feb 19, 1943.

Collie and his wife Minnie Ann Helms Carruth, born in 1872 and died in 1961 had 7 children. (Merrit, Jesse, Levi, Lela, Georgia, Nova, and Creed) - They built the white farmhouse with red barns that you can see across the back of the property when the leaves fall. (Just down 217 on the right.)

Collie Carruth was noted in the papers for making business calls to Mckinney (from Anna/Weston) and also for an accident where melted babbit metal was thrown into his eye. It was unknown if the damage was permanent.

Most of the Charles C Carruth family are buried at Cottage Hill Cemetary off fm 2478 – Levi and Charles have their signatures on their headstone. (I personally viewed them, including Levi’s.)

Levi is the man who built the house in which we live – or had it built. Whereas James and Collie were farmers, Levi was a carpenter. He built many homes in the area. In 1918, he, along with 163 other Mckinney/Collin County boys, shipped out from the station in Plano for the war. He was 24. In 1943 he was in attendance to his father Collie for 14 days prior to his death and then signed the death certificate.

He built our home in 1952 – I suspect it was to be near his mother. He married in 1957 – his mother passed away in 1961 – his wife died in 1966. He remarried in 1971 at the age of 75 to a lady named Amy. He died in 1991 and her family moved her away shortly thereafter – she died in 1993.

As far as I can tell, James E built the old homestead on the property which collapsed around 2008 or so... That old homestead, chicken coop, barn are all built on bo dark (bois d’arc or “horse apple”) trees stumps. Apparently in the “old days” you couldn’t borrow money to build if you did not because they were known for termite resistence. Portions of downtown Dallas streets were paved in bo dark trees at one point.

I know the family owned the property across the road as well, and I think I have spotted the remnant of the original house. The first Carruth Homestead which is where I think Elisabeth Carruth lived after Alexander died.

Several questions linger for me:

• Where did Alexander Craighead Carruth JR settle when he came to Texas or did he come here with his wife, Elisabeth Wilson Carruth after his son James E Carruth did and just die here. (Their kids were born in Tennessee, including James). The only tax roll I could locate so far for Alexander was from TN.

• Alexander Craighead Carruth (the second one) had brothers William and Walter – I am not sure if they are the same William and Walter that settled in Collin County and owned 30k acres most of which is Dallas today.

I read through many newspaper articles dating back to the 1860s that mention various members of the Carruth family. It was fascinating!

There is a book by Lela Grant Carruth Called “From Whence Ye Came” that has the history of the Carruth / Caruth / Carouth families I’d like to get my hands on. Is it horrible that I know more about this family than my own at this point?!


Farm and Fireside Recipes from 1870s!

While researching the history of Collin County, I found the following compilation from the 1870s local newspapers. I thought some would find it interesting, as I did! Farm and Fireside Recipes [These recipes are transcribed exactly as they appeared in the McKinney Messenger in various issues of the 1870s under the title of "Farm and Fireside". If you decide to try any of them, let us know how they turn out.] Apple Cake: 2 cups of stewed apples boiled in 2 cups of stewed molasses. Drain off the molasses (for the cake) from the apples, add 2 eggs, 2 teaspoonfuls of soda, 4 cups of flour, 1 cup of butter, 1 cup sour milk; spice to suit. Then add the apple (which was drained as above). The apples should be soaked the night before stewing for the cake. Boiled Turkey: Hen turkeys are preferable for boiling on account of their whiteness and tenderness, and one of moderate size should be selected, as a large one is not suitable for boiling. After having dressed, trussed, and stuffed the bird, put it into sufficient boiling water to cover it; let it come to a boil, then carefully remove all the scum. Let it simmer very gently from one and a half to two hours, according to size. Serve with melted butter sauce, as with oysters. In the latter case the turkey should be stuffed with oysters. Butrer [sic] Sauce: Beat ½ of a pound of butter to a cream, add 1 teaspoonful of pepper and salt each, beat it well together, and serve with baked or boiled potatoes and cold meat, or over boiled vegetables. Candy: Take one pint of molasses, one cup full of sugar, half a cup of butter. Boil twenty minutes. Cheap and Good Boiled Pastry: An excellent substitute for the common sort of boiled pastry for dumplings and rolls is made thus: Take 3 pints of sifted flour, 1 teaspoonful of salt, and a pinch of soda; pour upon these boiling-hot water, stirring all the time, until it becomes a dough just stiff enough to roll, and to roll thin. Some sweetened stewed fruit having been previously prepared, proceed just as you do with other pastry. It is important that the whole process be expeditiously managed. A pot of water should be already boiling, into which to put the roll. Allow only half an hour for the boiling. Besides economy, the end to be subserved by this recipe is to furnish with a dessert delicate persons and children who could not digest richer food. Coloring Butter: Take one good-sized orange carrot for every four pounds of butter; grate it up finely and put it in a strong muslin cloth; press out and pour into the cream before churning. You will then have the yellow butter if well worked. The juice is sweet and gives a good flavor to winter butter. Crackers: Take nine cups flour, one cup lard, two cups water, two teaspoons cream-tartar and one teaspoon saleratus. First rub the lard into the flour and add two teaspoons salt. Cream Cookies: One egg, one large cup of sugar, one cup of cream, one-half cup of sour milk, half a teaspoonful of soda, flour enough to roll. Cream Cake: Two eggs, one cup of sugar, one cup of cream, two cups of flour, one teaspoonful of cream-of-tartar, one teaspoonful of soda. Excellent Johnnycakes: One cup meal, one of flour, one of sugar, one of milk, one egg, butter the size of an egg, soda and cream-tartar. another Johnnycake: Four tablespoons of cornmeal, three tablespoons of flour, one teaspoon of soda, one and a half of cream-tartar, one cup milk, small lump butter, two tablespoons sugar, a little salt. Head Cheese: Select a clean, fat, and perfect pig's head; have it cut through the center of the forehead and snout, and again under the eyes, separating the snout from the forehead; also have the eyes, lips and surrounding membranes, with the sac, removed, going close to the bone socket that the eye may not break. Then remove the ears, with the wrinkled skin surrounding them, taking out the canal of the ear, and the portion containing the drum, etc. After this is done, the bones of the snout are easily taken out. Put the pieces to soak in plenty of lukewarm water, draining off and adding fresh until the blood is removed. Singe off the hairs, and examine the fleshy part of the snout and lower jaw, taking off the skin, which will now come away easily with the knife. Wash again and salt. Mix thoroughly together one quart of salt and a tablespoonful of finely pulverized saltpeter, rubbing the pieces of meat well with it and if wished, a little sugar or molasses. Pack the pieces closely in a crock; let them remain for two weeks, turning occasionally that the top pieces may go into the brine that has been formed at the bottom. Wash all the brine off at the end of that time, and boil gently until tender, and the meat strips off the bone without using a knife. After taking out all the bones, cut fine with knife and fork, season with black pepper and a very small portion of mace (pulverized sage is an improvement, if used sparingly). Put into a dish with straight sides, packing close, and pressing with a heavy weight. Cut in thin slices and eat with mustard and vinegar. Improved Flour Paste: Paste which will keep unchanged in warm or damp weather, may be made in the following manner: Put a teaspoonful of powdered alum in two quarts of water, and let it boil. Mix a pint of flour smoothly into a pint of cold water, and stir it into the boiling alum water, continuing the boiling and stirring until the flour is cooked, and the whole is clear like starch. Add to this about half a teaspoonful of essential oil of cloves, strain through a wire gauze or perforated tin strainer, and bottle in wide-mouth jars, which should be corked to keep out dust. Loaf Cake: Three eggs, one cup of sugar, half a cup of butter, one cup of cream, one teaspoonful of soda, one cup of raisins, one cup of currants, flour and nutmeg. Molasses-Cured Ham: Moisten every part of the ham with molasses, and then for every hundred pounds use one quart of salt and four ounces of saltpeter, rubbing them in very thoroughly in every point. Then rub again with molasses and one quart of salt, and return the hams to the casks for four days. Repeat this the third and fourth time, and then smoke the hams. This process takes only sixteen days, while other methods require five or six weeks. Molasses Candy: Two cups molasses, one cup sugar, one tablespoonful vinegar, butter size of a hickory nut. Boil briskly twenty minutes, stirring all the time. When cool, pull until white. Parsnip Stew: Pare and slice together in the proportion of one large parsnip to three or four medium-sized potatoes. Cook thirty or forty minutes in a small quantity of water, so that when you have put in a little flour thickening, it will be nearly as dry as hash, though some might prefer it more moist. A little cream improves it. With no other addition than a little salt, this forms a delicious food. Pickle for Hams: For 100 pounds of ham take six gallons of water, nine pounds salt, one quart of molasses, three ounces of saltpeter and one ounce saleratus. When ready to smoke they can be soaked and then freshened to taste if too salt [sic]. Quick Pudding: 1 egg, 1 cup of sugar, 1 tablespoonful of melted butter, 1 cup of sweet milk, ½ teaspoonful of soda, 3 cups of flour. Bake half an hour or more. Eat with sweet sauce. Raised Cake: Two cups of raised dough, two eggs, two cups of sugar, one cup of butter, one cup of sweet milk, one teaspoonful of soda, two cups of flour, one cup of fruit, cinnamon, cloves, and nutmeg. To be put into the oven at once. Sponge Cake Pudding: 1 teacup of fine white sugar, 3 eggs, 1 teacup of flour, ½ a nutmeg, 1 teaspoon of baking powder, 1 salt-spoon of bi-carbonate of soda dissolved in two tablespoons of milk. Beat together the butter and sugar, add the milk, nutmeg, and ½ a teaspoonful of extract of lemon; then the yolks of the eggs. Beat well together, and bake twenty minutes. Sauce: ½ of a pint of white sugar, 1 teaspoonful of butter, 1 of corn-starch, mixed dry into the sugar. Pour on 1 pint of boiling water, and boil the whole ten minutes. Add 1 teaspoonful of extract of lemon just after taking off the fire. Sponge Cake: One cup of sugar, one cup of flour, sifted, four large or five small eggs. Beat the sugar and yolks nicely together. Beat the whites to a stiff froth, add to the sugar and yolks; then stir in the flour. One teaspoonful of essence of lemon. Bake in a quick oven. Tea Relish: [Note: This recipe is for beef, but the name is as written in the Messenger.] Select a piece of beef from the fore-quarter weighing about twenty pounds; place it in a stone pot, or a perfectly sweet and clean butter-firkin; over three tablespoonfuls of saltpeter pour one gallon of hot water, and when cold pour over the beef. The weather should be cold, and in this mixture the meat should remain forty-eight hours. At the end of two days take out the meat, and into the pores and crevices rub well one pint of fine salt and one teacupful of molasses; next morning turn the meat over and rub again, turning and rubbing in salt and molasses for six mornings. The next day place the meat in boiling water and when it commences to boil, skim carefully, and put the vessel on the back part of the stove, where it will simmer, but not boil. Allow half an hour to each pound of meat in cooking it; when done, remove and press with a heavy weight. Slice, when cold, in very thin slices. If the twenty pounds is too large, cut in two or three pieces, but have the proportion the same of saltpeter, etc. Tomato Soup without Meat: Take one dozen good sized, very ripe tomatoes, skin and chop fine; put into a soup kettle, boil for ten or fifteen minutes, add a bit of saleratus as large as a pea, stir till it stops foaming; turn in one pint of fresh, sweet milk and three Boston crackers rolled fine; season with salt and pepper and a good piece of butter; boil for fifteen minutes. This soup can be made upon short notice, and is really a toothsome dish, somewhat resembling lobster soup.

Thursday, July 4, 2013

One Man's Trash is Another Man's Treasure.

This week, after work, Kevin and I began sifting through the pile that was the original house. We don't know for sure, but our best guess has always been that it was built in the 1930s or before. I did find a piece of a newspaper stuck to a board with the date 1937, but we don't know in what context because the rest of the article is missing. As we began digging around the pile, and also deconstructing the chicken coop we are a little less sure of that date because everything was built on tree stumps, and the supports are logs! I'm going to do additional research and update as I find out!


It makes me a little sad that someone would just knock this place down!  There is so much to reclaim - and if it hadn't been knocked over, there would be a lot less rot and decay. 

Oh yea, there is a vulture that lives in the pile at the back.  It scared us half to death!

We were able to pull out two old doors that were relatively in well preserved!   I think we're going to use them when we build the fence to our garden, but for now, we have stored them away in the barn.

 

I love the old construction!


The door knob still turns!
 

Boards to build our trashcan on casters to go under the hutch Kevin built me. 
   Is this 1937 the year?  Or 1937 and address?  Who knows, but the paper is really old!

Monday, July 1, 2013

Two months!

June 27th was our two month anniversary of when we moved in, and nearly five months since my heart became set on living here in Weston, Texas!  We still love it and we have made so much progress!  Some of our accomplishments are not as grand as others, but clearing brush, and stacking wood, and mowing and edging and waging war on the poison ivy makes quite a lot of difference in the overall appearance of a place.  For as much progress as we have made though,we have a hundred more projects on the list!   We're planning and researching how we're going to do our fall garden.  Traditional or raised beds, what crop rotation, compost methods, etc... Kevin's actually doing most of the research on that and then we talk it out, but I've found quite alot of great information in a book called _A Practical Guide to Growing Vegetables, Fruit, and Herbs_ by Richard Bird.  (More on that in the future.)  We also started working on the chicken coop this weekend.  I will post sneak peeks and some of our discoveries in the coming days.  
The front flower bed has filled in nicely!  It's been fun to see what will spring forth!  So far it's Lantana, Iris, Yarrow, & Purple Hearts in this bed. 

One eleven year old boy moved and stacked this pile of rock as payment for a much coveted blue tooth that was not being used.   I'm thankful Kevin was willing to part with it because I got my rock moved so it was easy access for finishing off the border to the shade garden!


The munchkins left us for the first of two summer visits to their other set of parents.  After they left, we sat by the pool, watched a gorgeous sunset, and enjoyed the outdoor lighting until the Super Moon came into view - I love how close everything appears in the country - the moon and stars, unadulterated by city lights.


It's Crepe Myrtle season here!  They are in full bloom and quite spectacular!


Kevin and I were taking a stroll, picking up deadfall when we came upon this most unfortunate squirrel.  It would appear he got his head stuck in a hole and perished.  The first thing that came to mind was the story of Winnie the Pooh becoming stuck in Rabbit's front door.  (See the mini version here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UDm3NlSSJyg This short version excludes one of my favorite parts, where Pooh Bear tries to convince Gopher to give him "just a shmall shmakeral of honey" and Rabbit posts a rather large "Don't Feed the Bear!!!" sign.)  But, I digress - I will forever be curious as to how this creature came to be stuck - did he cram his cheeks full of nuts and stubbornly refuse to let go?   Did he fall into the hole from a higher branch, become stuck and suffocate?   Was there some critter in the hole that attacked him?  Did he get bitten by something and die with no warning? 
 
Tonight we let the chicks free range for the first time.  They are growing up so quickly!   I was pleased they stayed fairly close and when dusk fell, several made their way, unprompted, back into their coop.  The ones who did not couldn't figure out yet how to make the hop up so we placed a board to use as a ramp.  It only took a few moments for them to walk in on their own.  I was a proud chicken mama! 

We have been fighting grasshoppers in almost plague like proportions.  They ate all my herbs as the delicate seedlings broke ground.  I made a solution of baking soda, dish detergent, and water and Kevin has been spraying everything regularly.  Today he was chatting with someone and learned that guineas are great for keeping the grasshopper population in check - I think we are going to look into a few of those! They may very well become some of our best friends!  ;-)

Another sneak peek at the kitchen!  My talented hubby made my vision come to life!   The space to the left will house a trash bin on casters made from some boards we picked out from the old homestead.