Poor Silly Guinea-Bird Grayton always refused to roost up high, he preferred our lawn furniture. Well it was the death of him. Something, we think, spooked him. He tried to get into the nearest tree, but he was out of practice and broke his guinea neck. We buried him under his bachelor tree, the place he went when he wanted… Read more →
“ Me Fail Engrish, that Umpossible” ~Ralphie Well it rained, and then it rained some more and a garden grew, and grew and grew. It goes without saying that it has been harder than usual to stand before my computer with the windows all around showing me the pretty garden growing into a Jungle. I have captured some photos, but… Read more →
I got this trouble spot out by the road, our bamboo line stops at the fence and try as I might the frontage is a mess. When we first landed here it was all native grasses, bluestem and baby bluestem and its was LOVELY, but I mowed it a couple of times and killed off all the native grasses (… Read more →
The saga of White the Guinea continues. He is being batted around my the bully Olive and when the going gets too rough he heads for our porch to get inside. It always seems to happen around the dinner hour. We hop up to find a kerfluffle on the porch and bring him inside. Tuesday he sat at the… Read more →
Let me tell you about my sweet neighbor Kelly… Dillon, Nathan and I had gone over to visit our Helen, she had a little something for the boys to do, dig some holes plants, some trees…that sort of thing. We were on our way back when we see Kelly driving a bit wild on her riding mower. Hmmm? We… Read more →
Because we have such vast imaginations around here we named this guinea “White”. We call him, Whitie, White-ness, Mr. White. ( obscure Reservoir Dogs reference) So he gets a little variety. To put it simply White is too human. He is having trouble hanging with his group and is getting the razzmatazz because he doesn’t fit in. He has become… Read more →
