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My 'Pages and Memories' altered book


Yes, I know it's been quite some time since I've blogged. I think sometimes I'm just too busy or just forget. Recently, I've been working on an altered book. Kinda fun and lot's going on with it. It has lots of vintage pages and pages with foreign language, children book pages, map pages, ledger pages...I guess you get the picture. I've lots of folded pages and places to write or hide secret things to find. I've tucked away a little love note from my husband in one. On that page, I put an index tab with the word "special" on it. That way I can find it easily. I've still things to put in it, but is a very fun little book that I've got going on.

This is the front of my little book. Notice that I have put in some fibers with danglies to make a permanent bookmark in the spine of the book. I don't want to lose my place!


This is the book opened all the way up...


Here is the spine, done with a pamphlet stitch.


The handles are made from recycled chicken feed bags. One is in the front and another is in the back.


Lastly, my danglies. A pair of sewing scissors, handmade bead and a crucifix with 3 beads from a recycled rosary.


Now, off to add memories to my little treasure!

Man In The Spoon


Well, it has been some time since I have blogged on here and I need to start back up again. In the past, I have done some altered cutlery. Recently, at a private art site, I am hosting an altered cutlery swap. I have posted pics of some of my pieces and mentioned one in particular with no photo. The spoon is of adult nature, so as to not offend someone I didn't post a picture of the piece on the site. Some have been wondering what my spoon looks like. For them, here he is,'The Man In The Spoon'. Now you know where the title came from...

Weston Is Home



After losing Hannah in December, we knew we wanted another German Shepherd Dog. I found a breeder in New Hampshire whose lines I wanted to purchase a puppy from. After a bit of time and the flight Gods with me, I have him home. On Wednesday I flew out of Atlanta at 10:25 am, then to Philly, then on to Manchester, NH. I had about 40 minutes to get off of the plane, go down stairs, collect the puppy, check him in, go through security and then back on the plane. As luck would have it, all planes were on time and I flew back to Philly and then home to Atlanta and arrived a little before 5:00 pm, with an hour and a half drive home. I flew him under the seat in the cabin with me and he was really quite good, I do have to say.

The puppy's name is Weston and he has adopted me as HIS human. He follows me everywhere and is just as precious and loving as he can be. He was definitely worth my wait.



He won't fit under the furniture much longer!

Chicken and Broccoli


Odd title isn't it? At first you think it is something that is going to be cooked. NOT! Poor June's eggs didn't hatch for whatever reasons. I tried to find some Bantam peeps to put under her at night and take the eggs away so she would have babies to raise, but couldn't find any peeps in my area. Had to take her eggs away from her. She was M-A-D!!!

Now, Harriet has been laying and I've left her eggs alone. She has 11 eggs under her and is setting again. Some will be too old to hatch, so we will see how it goes. Should have peeps around June 2nd if all goes well.

Now for the broccoli. I started a straw bale garden this spring. I now have broccoli that is about ready to eat. So very cool to do! Raise your own food. I also have lettuce in the bales that I have been harvesting for salads, but the birds have had their way with my strawberries. Need to do something about that. For the meantime, here is my first head of broccoli...

Flat As A Pancake and Motherbound


I'm on the edge of my seat. Waiting for June to hatch a couple of eggs. Any time now I should be hearing little peeps from under her. She is a Buff Japanese Black-tailed Bantam, so she is small. Hopefully I can catch her and the little ones to bring them inside until the peeps are big enough to meet the rest of the chickens. June is a bit flighty, so it should be a challenge. She really doesn't appreciate me popping in and looking at her sitting on her eggs. Just keeping my fingers crossed here!

Enjoying Children and Books


Pia sure does love children and loves books and being read to. Can you tell?

The Paper Trail


You know, sometimes you should be mad over things, but sometimes you just have to laugh! I left my sewing room door open yesterday when I went to do something in the other part of the house. I know better than to do that! When I walked back into the bedroom, I found that a culprit had gone into my sewing room and had stolen my paper towels. Hmmmmm....wonder who?

All I could do was laugh. When Pia steals things, she likes to bring them and hide them in Darla's bed. No hiding this time!

And The Winner Is...


I had fun with my give-a-way. I wrote all names on sheets of paper, folded them, put them on my ironing board, looked at the ceiling, mixed them up and mixed them up and finally pulled out a sheet of paper. Sharon is the name of my winner! Congratulations Sharon and thanks for participating. I'll be sending your pin along shortly.

Thanks also to everyone who participated, I do appreciate it!

Altered Key Giveaway


I want to celebrate something with you, my blog readers. A friend of mine, Mar (you can check out her blog on my side bar), designed a blog page for me with my work on it. I love my new blog look. To celebrate my new look, I am hosting a give-a-way, the first I have done. For those who respond to this post, I'll put your name in a bowl and pull a name as the winner. What are you giving away you ask? Well this altered key pin of course. It is titled 'Adore' and I think it is appropriate because I adore my new look.

Deadline to respond is February 28. I will pull a name on March 1 and post the winner.

Oh, and make sure I have your email addy so I can contact you for your mailing addy if you win!

Westminster Kennel Club Show


Pia and I were talking about going to the garden. I told her she had to be an AKC Champion of record to enter and participate. I also told her it would be a long trip from Georgia and it would probably be a lot of fun. Do you know what she said to me?

"Yes, I know I could go..."

"But you know what? I think I'd prefer to lie on the couch..."

"And take a nice nap..."

Oh well, I guess she knows where she has it good! We'll just sit on the couch together and watch it on TV...that is if she lets me have a spot!

This Old House


Many of you know that we live in this old 1800's farmhouse and are in the process of restoring it. Sounds romantic, doesn't it? An old farmhouse with original heartpine wood walls, ceilings and a lot of history with family that grew up in it who lives nearby to tell you what went on here from the time their parents bought it to now. Many tales and memories that have been had here. Many dreams fulfilled, and some lost. Tales of buried bodies from ages past and the little man that lives upstairs (he passed away years ago and only bothers those he wants to). It is tucked away on a small acreage. A little rural area where the house is not easily seen from the road in the summer unless you are looking for it. A place to have farm animals and to usually enjoy a quiet life. We have a Pecan tree so large that you couldn't begin to tell it's age, but by looking at it you know it has been here for ages. The owner that bought the property said it was huge when she and her husband bought the property in 1947 (along with 332 acres) and the Pecan was quite large at the time. It is home to racoons, squirrels, wood peckers, mason bees, a black snake, an host of others. It is also a roost for vultures, crows, Robins, Cedar Waxwings and other birds that are flying by and need a high roost. The picture below is of 'The Great Pecan' that was taken one morning as the sun was rising. You can see the dead vines we had purposefully cut from the tree that were strangling its life. We have torn down the original wood ceiling in the den/dining area. Parts were beyond restoration, so the best thing was to take down the wood and use it in other areas and then to replace (with wood) what was there. As we tore down the ceiling, you could see the attic space above and the original wood that was hand made. This is one of the roof rafters that holds up the ceiling. Notice that is is a real tree!This is what the beam looks like that is attached to the wall. Notice the marks on it from the hand work...The nails that were recovered from the boards in the ceiling...Yes, sounds romantic doesn't it? Now picture this...winter...below freezing...15+MPH winds blowing outside (might get gusts to 50MPH) and you can see the outside through the cracks in the walls. You want a breeze? Just hang out in the dining/den area that is adjacent to the kitchen. You'll get a breeze alright. Heat? What heat? Heat doesn't help much, and at 10:00 in the morning you can still see your breath in that living part of the house. If this is romance, someone else can have it!Calgon, take me away!!![...]

Peace In The Valley



Well, as some of you know I had 3 guineas (a roo, One Toe, and two hens, Two Toes and Geraldine). The chickens and guinea's were all raised together and roosted together in the evenings. The guinea's followed me around where ever I went and never roamed out of the back yard.

It is spring and breeding season. The guinea's were 4 times the size of my bantams and began to pick on the bantams unmercifully. Poor Ozzie got bloodied up one day and I put my foot down and had to put my big girl panties on and make a decision that I didn't want to make. I had to send the guinea's to freezer camp. I called the neighbor who gave them to me and he came to get them. I can't process them or eat them (especially when they were my pets) so they went to my neighbors freezer camp.

Now there is peace in the valley once again and my chickens can come out and play safely. I took them some tomato treats this morning and everyone enjoyed their special time. The lightest one in the front of the photo is Gordon, the little peep that Harriet hatched (September 18) and raised. So lucky that she turned out to be a little hen. Harriet still knows that Gordon is her peep and takes care of her, never letting anyone bother her special Gordon. Everything is good in the chicken world here. Ozzie takes care of his hens, Harriet keeps June in line and Gordon, well, lets just say she runs off the yard birds...

Try A New Meal For The New Year


A SPECIAL NEW YEARS MEALTry something new for the new year. Here is a meal that will make memories and impress your guests.Today on the menu is:Asparagus with Hollandaise saucePommes AnnaOcean Perch with orange slices, butter and rosemary in Papiotte A PICTURE OF OUR FINISHED MEALFIRST GATHER YOUR INGREDIENTSCLARIFIED BUTTERThis will be needed for both the Hollandise sauce and the Pommes Anna. It can easily be made in the microwave. You want clarified butter because the burning point is much higher when used in cooking. I usually keep some in my fridge for when I need it. It will keep well for a couple of weeks.You will need:3 - 4 sticks of unsalted butter (not margarine) cut into cubes and placed into a microwave safe dish.Place in microwave on low heat and gradually melt butter a little at a time. It will separate and look like this from the side after it has cooled.The top will look like this.Once cooled, gently ladle the fat from the top and discard. After, pour the middle section (the clarified butter) into a separate container for use, being careful not to pour in the bottom section of the butter.HOLLANDAISE SAUCEYou will need:1 cup clarified butter, warm1 T water2 egg yolks2 T freah lemon juiceSalt to tasteDash of Cayenne pepperPlace egg yolks and water in a stainless steel bowl and beat well.Hold the bowl over a hot water bath and continue to beat until tick and pale yellow.Take the bowl off of the heat and slowly beat in the warm butter using a wire whisk. Add the butter, drop by drop in the beginning. Once you see an emulsion forming you can add the butter faster. Beat in the lemon juice and seasonings. Taste and adjust seasonings to your taste. Keep warm.ASPARAGUSYou will need fresh asparagus for this dish. I prefer the little one's because of the tenderness. Hold the asparagus by the spear and the cut end. Where it bends and snaps is the separation point from the woody tough end and the tender end. Place in a steamer and steam until slightly tender. It is best when it still has it's beautiful bright green color and not mushy. It will have a lovely and flavorful crunch to it when eaten. POMMES ANNAYou will need:Potatos, peeled and stored in water before slicing1/2 c. clarified butterSalt and pepperSlice the potatoes very thinly. Do not soak in water after sliced. In a heavy saute pan or cast iron skillet, spread half of the butter. Lay out the potatoes in a spiral covering the bottom of the pan with a nice design. Season. Here is a picture of the start with a slice of potato in the center.Spread out the rest of the potatoes evenly and season. Put the rest of the butter on top of the potato cake. Cook the potato cake on top of the stove until it begins to brown. Finish cooking in the oven at moderate heat (about 325 - 350). When the potato cake is vooked all the way through, remove from the oven and carefully invert onto a plate or sheet pan. Allow to cool and then cut into wedges. Heat in a hot oven just before serving.TO MAKE THE OCEAN PERCH EN PAPIOTTE YOU WILL NEED:Ocean Perch (or other firm fleshed fish)Fresh orange segmentsSalted butterRosemary sprigsWisked egg whiteParchment paperFold a piece of parchment paper and cut out a half heart shape. When you open it, it will look like this: Now place your fish on one half of the paper and layer it with the orange segments, butter and rosemary.Next, use your egg whites to brush around the edges to act as a glue to hold the parchment paper together.Begin at the top of the heart and brush with whites and fold over the cut/open edge.Continue until you go around all of the open/cut edge.Now just give a light brushing to secure the open/cut edge.Bake at 450 degrees for about 20 minutes. The packets will rise with the steam. Serve the parchment p[...]



The three L’s: Life, Love and Letting GoFor some time now, my beloved companion, Hannah (a German Shepherd Dog) has had some problems. It started with a limp last year and after X-rays, we found that she was having a degenerative problem along her vertebrae (neck and back) as well as some joints. We knew that her body would gradually give in to the degeneration. Not what we wanted to hear, but had to deal with and unfortunately Hannah had to live with. In January, Hannah tore a cruciate ligament on her left knee and had to have that knee repaired. After the surgery it took some time to recover. It was a struggle, but she was a trooper, never complained and her knee healed nicely and was in good working order. Last month (November) she tore the cruciate ligament on the other knee and had to have that one repaired. Not really a surprise, since this knee had to bear the weight of the other during the healing process. She was a very active dog. This knee was beginning to mend nicely. Last Tuesday evening (December 1) I had a really bad night with Hannah. Upon coming home that evening, my husband was on the floor with Hannah and told me that she had gone down and couldn’t get up. She couldn’t use her front legs to walk. Hannah wasn’t paralyzed, she could move her front legs, but from the pasterns down, her front legs didn’t work. The next day wasn’t much better, the vertebrae problems in her neck had come to a head. My husband and I knew this day would come, yet we avoided the conversation in hopes that it would not rear its ugly head. It had now knocked on our back door and we had to answer it. This knock happened much sooner than anyone had thought and it was loud. I asked my vet come out and evaluate the situation. We decided to try a steroid treatment to see if we could get her joints to work again, if at least for a little time longer. It was the time that we so desperately wanted. We had 24 – 48 hours to keep our fingers crossed, pray for a miracle and hope that the drugs would work. I slept on the floor in the evenings and either sat or lay next to Hannah during the day to be by her side. I tried to let her know that she was unconditionally loved and to make her worn out, deteriorating body comfortable. This was for 3 days and 3 nights. I tried to keep a constant vigil for her. If I got up for any length of time, I made sure to be close so that she could see me or have my husband sit with her so she wasn’t alone. As time went on and as fate would have it, she would gradually lose the use of different parts of her once able body.At one point, when I was lying beside her, she was dreaming and I could see her legs move. I know she was dreaming of running. I hope she was dreaming of catching a squirrel or running off the vultures or crows as she used to be able to do. She was always the fastest dog in our house, with the speed, agility and athleticism of an Olympic champion and could catch a squirrel in a heartbeat. She was also a master guardian to my goats.Through Hannah, I have learned the selflessness, devotion and love that a dog has for its owner. No one has said it more eloquently than George Graham Vest in a speech he made to a jury in 1870 in Warrensburg, Missouri. He lost a beloved Foxhound, Old Drum, from a neighbor viciously shooting it. The dog was more than a hunting dog to Vest, he was a family companion. Vest took the neighbor to court and won. Originally Vest was a lawyer and later became a senator. Here is his closing speech. I think it is worth a read:SEPTEMBER 23,1870Gentlemen of the Jury: The best friend a man has in this world may turn against him and become his enemy. His son or daughter that he has reared with loving care may p[...]

An early Christmas gift from me to you


I'm trying this for the first time. A giveaway collage sheet. I've made it on a Corel Draw program and think I have it figured it out on my computer so I can send it in an 8 X 10 sheet to you. It is all from a Palmer's Method handwriting book. Each piece that I have on the sheet is handwriting that are practice samples. My goodness...lots of practice for me to become this good at handwriting. Back in the day, it was very important to have beautiful handwriting because everyone wrote letters and notes by hand. Now we just type in letters in our computers and we are done. No more handwriting skills for us. I thought these might make some neat backgrounds in artwork.

If you would like a copy of this sheet, please respond to this post and let me know your email addy and I'll send it to you. All I ask is that it isn't sold by you (shame on you if you are so tacky), but is used in your artwork to trade. You can contact me at barefoot (dot) chef (at) yahoo (dot) com to privately give me your email addy.

Happy Halloween


May your cauldrons be full and for those of you goolish gosties out there, witches and wicked pumpkins, as well as things that go bump in the night, I wish you a safe and happy Halloween. As for us...Darla is just going out as Underdog and fighting all of those who rob and plunder...

Let's Get Cookin'


I've not posted any cooking recipes and I like to cook. Shame on me! Today we will cook a dish from the 'Gumbo Shop' in New Orleans. You can substitute shrimp for the crawfish if you can't find them and use your favorite ham instead of the Tasso. For those of you who aren't familiar with Tasso, it is a very spicy piece of pork. According to Wikipedia, Tasso ham is a specialty of Cajun cuisine. It is a spicy, peppery version of smoked pork made from the shoulder butt. In this case, "ham" is a misnomer, since tasso is not made from the hind leg of a pig. This cut is typically fatty, though leaner cuts are often used and have a great deal of flavor. The butt, which will weigh 7 to 8 pounds, is sliced across the grain into pieces about 3 in / 7.5 cm thick. These are dredged in a salt cure, which usually includes nitrates and sugar. The meat is left to cure briefly, only three or four hours, then rinsed, rubbed with a spice mixture containing Cayenne pepper and garlic, and hot-smoked until cooked through.Tasso is not typically eaten on its own. It is used in dishes ranging from pasta to crab cakes, soup to gravy. Appropriate to its roots, tasso is most often found in recipes of southern or Cajun/Creole origin, such as jambalaya.This is a dish that I made and served at my wedding...and yes, I used crawfish and tasso...PASTA WITH CRAWFISH AND TASSO1 pound pasta, preferably imported Rotini or Fusili4 tablespoons butter1/4 pound tasso or smoked ham1 1/2 cups shallots, chopped4 cloves garlic minced2 cups heavy cream (whipping cream)1 teaspoon white pepper1/2 teaspoon cayenne pepper1 1/2 teaspoons salt1 pound peeled crawfish tails1/4 cup parsleyFirst, gather your ingredients: Cook pasta according to package directions, being careful not to overcook. Rinse in cold water and set aside.Melt butter in a large skillet. Cut tasso in a 1/4 inch dice. Saute in butter until lightly browned. Add garlic, stir and cook for one minute. Add shallots and cook until tender.Add cream, white pepper, cayenne and salt. Bring to a boil and cook about one or two minutes, or until slightly thickened, stirring often. Add crawfish (or shrimp) and parsley. Stir and cook for 2 or 3 minutes. If using fresh shrimp, make sure the shrimp are cooked through. This is what it will look like before adding the pasta:Add pasta*, mix in well and cook until pasta is heated through. Serve immediately.Makes 4 - 6 entrees or 8 - 10 appetizers.*The sauce will thicken when the pasta is added and should also be slightly spicier before adding pasta.Enjoy!Oh, and I did post about 'Chicken Creole' here:[...]

She Had A Secret


Yesterday was a scary and mixed emotional day. While doing some dishes I looked out and saw Mr. Fox about 30 yards sitting and eying my chickens. I ran out the door yelling and screaming and he ran off. He was really quite a beautiful animal. A deep rich red with a beautiful thick bushy tail and the striking white tip. But the fact is that foxes and chickens don't mix unless you want the fox to have a fresh chicken dinner. It was a rainy kind of day with the rain starting and stopping. My husband went out during one of the dry times and then came back in to get me. He couldn't find June anywhere. She was nowhere to be found. I went out with the special chickey bread that they all love and called. Only the guinea's and Ozzie came. No June. I looked and looked for her. No sign of her. I finally gave up knowing that the fox got his dinner. Poor June. What a horrible fate for her. My heart was very heavy. I kept going out and looking for the fox to show up again. As I was looking out my back door watching Ozzie and the guinea's hunt and peck, from out of the garden area sauntered June. WHAT? She just waltzed over like nothing was wrong. I yelled and told my husband and he wanted to know if I was sure. Um, yes, I do know what June looks like. He came over to see her and asked where she came from. I told him I didn't know, just from the direction of the garden. I had looked over there but never saw her in the garden. I went out to give her some chickey bread that she had missed out on and then went to my sewing room to do some work. I got to thinking...I bet she had started laying, after all, her waddles and comb are a deep red, indicating she is ready to lay and she has been giving me the "I'm going to have an egg" talk and then the "I've had an egg song". I kept telling her she was lying to me. After all I had looked for an egg and never found one. And when she didn't come for the call of a favorite treat, something was up. I put on my muck boots and went to the garden. It is grown up now and is in desperate need of attention. What do you think I found? Not one egg, but 8. Yes, you read that right 8 eggs! I have the picture here to prove it. You can see the one clean egg. That is the one she was laying while she went missing. The others are dirty from the rain and mud. I can't believe with all this rain, she lays there. I need to come up with a plan to get her in a better area if she will cooperate. I'm not sure if she is laying every day, every other day or what. For now, I took the fresh egg and put it in the fridge. The others are still there. I think I'll take an egg out and put a golf ball in it's place each day. Maybe that will trick her and the eggs don't go rotten and smell there. Hopefully she won't try to go broody on me this time of year. At least for now, we still have our little June Bug. All is right in our world. Here is a picture of a young June.[...]

In The Eye Of The Beholder


Beauty, that is. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and in this case...this is beautiful (to me) or comical, whichever the case may be. This is One Toe, my male guinea at 3 1/2 months old. He really is quite comical to look at and along with my two guinea hens, they are the three stooges and comical relief around here. One Toe's waddles just shake and wiggle as he wanders around the yard looking for bugs. You just have to shake your head and laugh at he and the other guineas following my little bantam chickens around. I don't know if they have really figured out if they are guineas yet. I'm not sure if I'd like to look like One Toe or not, but I sure would love to have his eye color!

Now here is a video of the silly young man taking a dirt bath. Notice how lovely the dirt makes a white bird look...
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A Mothers Love


Well, Harriet finally did it! She hatched an egg and became a mom. My husband named the egg before it was born and the name he chose was Gordon. Not sure if this is a girl (pullet) or boy (cockerel), but it sure is cute. This is a picture of Gordon peeping out from the warm comfort of his/her mom's wing. Mom has been busy keeping Gordon warm and trying to teach how to eat and drink and this little peep catches on fast. Amazing how nature works. Yesterday I offered Harriet her favorite treat of crickets and little Gordon dived right in. Harriet helped break up the cricket and Gordon was a little pig, loving every bite. Gordon is all of 2" tall when standing upright so is a tiny peep. We certainly are hoping this little peep grows up to be big and strong, just like his Bantam parents.

Here is a picture of the egg Gordon came out of next to a quarter for reference...

She Wants To Be A Mom



Well, guess who thinks she might want to be a mom? My special little Harriet! That little hen just has my heart. I never thought I would ever be so in love with a chicken!!! I knocked her crate over while she was laying the other day with her in it and she didn't leave. Her little pet carrier (crate) is on top of a plastic milk carton and I was in a hurry, trying to cover her to protect her and her eggs from the rain. She has fussed at me over the last two eggs she laid. I didn't realize that she was beginning to be broody (wanting to set her eggs and be a mother). She has never fussed at me before. She has been staying with her just laid egg longer and longer and then when she leaves has been coming back once to sit on her egg for a while. Yesterday she only had her golf ball and got on it for a long time. I realized that she probably wanted her eggs to take care of. I had 3 in the house I was saving for the neighbor's incubator to try and hatch and I took out the golf ball when she took a break (it was totally warm from her!) and gave her the 3 eggs she had laid. She stayed on her eggs all day and when I brought out crickets that she loves so much, she wouldn't leave her eggs. When she did take her little break to potty, drink and eat, I brought crickets out especially for her. After a little stretching of her legs, she went back to her eggs. We brought her carrier (now bungeed to the milk crate that I knocked over) and put it in the pen where everyone roosts for the evening. I wanted her to be safe, or as safe as she can be. It goes back out in the morning and we will up her up in the evenings. She never moves while we move her crate! I don't know if she will/can hatch all, or one or none, but I am giving her the chance to be a mom. She want's it, and I want it for her. Just think, I could be a chicken grandmother!

Here is a video of her and what she does all day long...
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Finding Harriet


As you saw in my last post, Harriet is quite small. She is an every other day kind of girl in the egg department. Today was the other day. Here is a photo of her egg by her golf ball. Yep, her golf ball. The golf ball gives her a hint that this is where she is supposed to lay. It helps so I don't have to play the Easter egg hunt game around the yard.

Now to finding Harriet. Not a problem, instructions are simple. 1. Go to the yard. 2. Ask, "Where's Harriet?" and call chicky-chicky-chicky. Here comes Harriet. Just tell her to run and hurry. She'll be at your beck and call in no time flat. Oh, and you'll get Ozzie and June along for the fun.
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Harriet and Me


Just thought I'd share a picture of my best girl Harriet. She is fully grown and just a delight to be around! She comes running when I call (I always ask "Where's Harriet") hoping for a treat and when she is getting ready to have an egg, she comes and tells me. If I think it is about time and I am outside, I just pick her up, put her in her box and she has it. I can carry her around like I am holding her in the photo with her legs dangling. When hubby is under the hood of the car I bring her over so she can give her advice and recommendation. She actually looks under the hood like she is checking things out. This was her photo op after giving a consultation. Gotta love her!

Mason Bees


Mason bees are delightful little pollinators. I understand that they are easy keepers and don't sting. If you want to collect honey, they aren't for you, they don't produce honey, just pollinate. They are slightly larger than a fly and smaller than a honeybee. They will take up residence in Woodpecker holes in trees. I found some outback on the wild Lambs Ear (at least that is what I call it) and have taken some photo's and a video of them pollinating. Please excuse the video for being a bit blurry in some parts...I need to learn how to work my camera/video taker. I have an old Pecan tree (photo is at the bottom of my blog) nearby and think that is where these are living. If you'd like to learn more about them just type in Mason Bees in your search engine.

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Early Morning Riser


They say that the early bird gets the worm, but in this case, it is the early worker bee that gets the pollen! I was out feeding the outside animals and saw activity on a plant that seems to be a false lambs ear. The pic here is of a honey bee. Notice the pollen sac on her rear leg. She is going to take this home so her colony can pack it away and use it as 'bee bread' to feed the young larve. This certainly makes for happy bees and a happy family!