One Man's Compost is Another Chicken's Nest

This afternoon I let the chickens out as usual when I got home from work. I checked on them before running an errand and found Sweetie chicken scratching in the compost bin. "You got yourself in there, you can get yourself out," I thought and left the house for a few minutes. I came home and sat down at my desk and a few minutes later heard Spooky chicken raising hell (She is the more vocal of the two. The other day she either protested or was trying to sing along when the preteen girls next door were playing Hannah Montana on the boom box in the backyard and dancing. Ah, to be nine again...Thank goodness Mama didn't have a video camera!). I found that the cause of the commotion was that her sister could not get out of the compost bin as chickens are not so bright and often forget how they got somewhere and how to get out. Spooky was raising the alarm. I let Sweetie out of the compost bin and was putting back the door when I saw this:

Come see me at the Shop Local Fair!

Vintage Treat

For being so good at the doctor's office today, I did a quick run around Design Archives this morning as my reward. In addition to all the fabulous vintage clothes they carry, they also have a good supply of vintage patterns, notions, fabric, etc. I picked out these patterns thinking it might be fun to sew some clothes from the old patterns with new fabric. I tried to get patterns that looked relatively easy, so we'll see how it goes. I think my first step will be to carefully unfold the original patterns, make sure they're whole or at least fixable, and then I'll probably trace the original on to paper that I can work from.

Better Late Than Never?

So we're having company this weekend, the house is a mess, I have a pile of soldering to do for an upcoming craft show (come see me at the Shop Local Fair at Eclectic By Nature, State St. in Greensboro! ), and I can't stay out of the garden! These cooler evenings are hard to say no to, especially since they're so rare. I worked on the compost, pulled up a few carrots, and dug the red potatoes. This is our first year growing potatoes and I wasn't sure how they'd come out. Every time I tried to hill the mulch up around them, the chickens would come behind me and scratch it all flat until I finally gave up. So, we only got a few potatoes but I have to say, digging them up is very fun. Adam called it "an easter egg hunt in the dirt". All that and I still didn't get my beautiful pumpkin seedlings planted which is what I went out to do!
And I was afraid I wouldn't be very productive this afternoon when I came home to take a nap. I've been extra tired lately and thought that I might be anemic or something. I was a little disappointed when all my tests came back from the doctor's office showing there was nothing wrong with me. Not that I wanted something to be wrong, but I was hoping I could just take an extra vitamin a day and feel better! Now I'm figuring it's the heat. But I decided to stop fighting it and just take a nap if I feel like it! I think sometimes we just need to listen to our bodies tell us what they need.