The Chicken Whisperer

A year ago I posted these pictures of two chicks who were left in the nest when the hen took a large brood of previously hatched babes out and about. Eeyore brought the hatched chick and an almost hatched chick inside where we placed them in a box with a lamp over it to give them some warmth.

Eeyore played mama hen to the lonely babes.

When they were about half grown, he gave them to our Chino Valley Granddaughters. Later, he gave the girls a Bantam rooster. The little trio roam freely about the country acre, but Mu can walk up to them anywhere and scoop all three up in her arms at once.

A little scratching and a fellow just can't keep his eyes open!

I do hope to get in control of my life someday soon so I can both post

and read my favorite blogs again. I miss that morning routine,

and I miss keeping up with what's happening in every one's lives!

Happy Easter!

Oh! Pronghorn!

We were in Chino Valley the other day where Eeyore is helping our son with a remodeling project. On the way home we spotted this herd of Pronghorn grazing in the mile wide strip between the road we were on and the highway where Chino businesses are located.

It didn't bother them a bit when we stopped to take their photos

lit by the glow of the the slanted evening sun's rays.

This little buck posed quite nicely for me.

We counted twenty-two. The local herds of Pronghorn have become greatly reduced as their territory is overtaken by subdivisions or they are relocated. Here's an interesting article at the local blog Read it Here. There are a couple of great pictures there too. General information about Pronghorn can be found here in Wikipedia.

A pale moon rode high in the eastern sky,

coolly presiding over the sun and shadow earth below.

Just for the fun of it, I zoomed on this "Children's Moon"

Please Adopt Pinky

I'm wondering if they ever saw Pinky again! Poor fellow..

I've just been to Old Man Lincoln's to see a wonderful post about a racoon family and a very fun post featuring blonds.

The Wearin' of the Green

I hope you enjoy your Corned Beef and Cabbage today. And your Green Beer!

Two Worlds Collide

Our sixteen year old Grandson is here, and it looks as though he may stay awhile. It's fun for me as that makes all but one of my Grandchildren close at hand and I'm thinking of a sepia, old west photo of them with their Grandparents and Great Grandmother.

Here's my nearly ninety-five year old Mom and her Great Grandson with his hair "up"! They make a happy pair. He's helping her a little in her wood shop and they've been out to lunch together.

Mom's take on an X-Rated Tee.

I've been busy learning how to EBay. A sixteen year old is very good at helping with computer complexities! I want to do an EBay "store", but haven't gotten there yet. Remember, It took about a year for me to get up the nerve to Blog! I'm Cancer the Crab and have to sidle around things, viewing them from all angles before scuttling forward to take the plunge.

Meanwhile spring remains reluctant. The sky is mostly blue this morning, but a few drifting clouds managed to release a thin shower of large snowflakes. It's a good day for making chili..

Wait! Corned Beef and Cabbage, of course....

Up...Up...And....

This looks like a lovely place to have dinner doesn't it. Well, there's a little more to it...

I always thought a dangerous dinner meant one high in calories , cholesterol and carbs!

Not high in altitude....

A relaxed group of diners? I suspect ensuing heartburn....

Read all about Dinner in the Sky.

Oh! Deer!

We took a little drive the other day to show our Grandson the little house in the mountain community of Groom Creek, where his Dad lived when he was a boy. We showed him the little house, rounded a bend, and saw a number of sleek Mule Deer browsing their way through the neighborhood. They were all does, and remained unperturbed when we stopped to take a couple of pictures.

I was excited so clicked too soon when I zoomed in on this doe, so it's blurry.

She hardly looked up when we stopped to snap her picture..

After a minute of listening to us exclaiming things like, "Oh my Gosh, there's another one," she decided to move on. But she wasn't in a very big hurry about it.

All in all, we saw six or seven sleek looking does. They will probably spend hunting season in among the houses. I remember someone telling me that in their home town, the deer would all come into town to congregate on the golf courses until hunting season was over. That kind of "dumb bestie" behavior tickles me..

Who needs Gravity?

Oh Dear! Life keeps me away from the computer..well from blogging anyway. I've been getting acquainted with listing on EBay. E. and I just have too much stuff. We've always been pack rats. We collect and keep everything and the seams of this old house are bursting. The basement is full. We've foisted stuff off on the kids and their houses are bursting. So, we're going to try EBay.

My best friend who lives in Florida sent me this wonderful Space Station video. It's short and looks like such fun!

Givethemhell asked me about this song that is so familiar to all of us and those with children and grandchildren know it's from the Disney movie The Lion King. But there is some interesting information here that tells a rather sad history of the Zulu man who seems to have written the song in 1939.

Javelina

I know I've been neglecting Blog land lately, both writing and reading. I'm looking forward to finding time to catch up on everything that's been happening in your lives while I've been distracted. Life's been happening in the form of a visiting Grandson that's resulted in a house full of family. I seem to be expending a lot of time cooking, and unfortunately, eating. It's been fun, but now things will probably settle down for awhile.

I'm still going through photos, and found these of Eeyore and a young Javelina. I've mentioned these critters that are not pigs but Peccary, so much with no accompanying pictures I thought it would be fun to post them.

There were two half grown youngsters that started hanging out in the side yard, bedding down for the day under the low branches of a big old Arizona Cypress tree and rising at dusk to prowl about doing whatever Javelina do at night. This shows one emerging from the shrubbery It's not a very good picture, but shows the kind of sighting we normally have of these mostly shy creatures.

Eventually, something happened to one of the little fellows on a midnight ramble and one was left. They'd become used to me working about my garden fairly close to their lair, so it was only natural that the lonely little fellow turned to E. for companionship.

He's not quite fully grown, but most of the Javelina we see aren't much larger.

Well yes, I must admit there were some treats involved.

We went on vacation and returned to find him gone. I hope he moved on to find a mate, but we'll never know exactly what happened to him. Maybe he found another benefactor.