more eggs

i can't help it...

look how beautiful they are!!!

olive...mint...blue...brown...


xox.

magic, indeed...

two brown eggs.

this happened yesterday.

the second happened just after my previous blog post.

i believe that they are henry & ruby's...

just from watching them yesterday...

but i'm not 100% sure.

i do believe, however, that maggie is our only slacker chicken now.

they're beautiful eggs.

yes, beautiful.

i have been checking on the girls every hour or so today...

trying to see which egg belongs to which girl.

i'll not be on the internet much today...

and my television probably won't be on either.

i'll never forget what today is...

but my heart can't take watching it all over the place.

have a lovely tuesday.

tell those you love that they are cherished.

xox.

magic

fynche is made of magic & sunshine.

this morning when i woke up, it was 51 degrees.

hallelujah!

i think (crossing my fingers) that perhaps our heat & humidity

may be behind us for this year...

i sat outside drinking my morning coffee & it was heaven.

i also took this little picture of fynche.

it was a wonderful start to my morning.

and while i was dropping munki off at school...

a small miracle happened...

either maggie, henry or ruby laid an egg.

finally!

& it was speckled like fred's olive eggs...

matt & i were just telling them that needed to start earning their keep.

i need to keep a closer eye on them again

so i can figure out who it was.

yay for more eggs!

have a lovely monday.

instead of thinking of it as just monday...

think of it as the beginning of a brand new week

& do something wonderful with it.

xox.

thankful...

robbie.

my baby brother...

pain in the arse...

annoying...

stubborn...

crybaby...

pain in the arse...

tough...

goofy...

smart...

pain in the arse...

sweet...

caring...

brilliant...

pain in the arse...

talented...

patient...

great dad...

pain in the arse...

awesome.

he's my little baby brother...
(he was cute when he was little, i kinda liked him then) 

nowadays, he may have about 6 inches on me in height ...

but there was a day when that was not the case.

the days when i took advantage of being the big sister...

the days when i would beat him up just because i could.

he was SO annoying.
(don't think he didn't hit back, because he did...
he probably started it most of the time too =])

i ignored the comments from my parents...

"some day, he'll be taller than you...bigger than you...

& he'll remember these things."

it didn't stop me.

i didn't much care for him as a kid.

i loved him, but i didn't often tell him so.

it took several years.

& i do mean several.

then one day...we were just damn near inseparable.

daily visits & talking...

i don't know what i'd do without him.

there was a (too long) period of time

when i was basically without him...

i missed him everyday, but we didn't talk for about 4 years.

& that sucked.

BAD.

my heart ached all the time 

& the lack of his presence in my life affected my daily living.

okay, so we're both stubborn.

incredibly so.

but last october, 

i got to see my brother for the first time in 4 years...

it was almost like no time had passed.

the biggest difference being that he was now a dad to two.

i hadn't seen my nephew since he was weeks old...

& i got to meet my niece for the first time.

my heart exploded with love & joy & comfort.

it was at this exact moment that i realized

just how damn much i had missed him.

i knew i had missed him...

but it hit home just how badly i had missed him

when i hugged him.

i ADORE my baby brother...

& i love him more than i can find words to express.

(though he's still a pain in the arse...)

yesterday he had surgery...

 (heller myotomy)

i won't go into details, as that's a huge 17 year story in itself...

but, i was a mess ALL damn day.

the time difference between here & california didn't help.

(i was up and worrying before he ever got out of bed to leave for the hospital)

after a couple of hours longer than was originally thought,

the surgery was done and the doctor said things looked good.

(thank goodness for my mom's phone call)

i can't wait for him to heal & experience life

in a way that people take advantage of everyday 

without thinking twice about it. 

like i said, i don't know what i'd do without him.

i love the hell out of him.

he's my baby brother.

xox.

favorite things

munki's hands & acorns...

she brought these home from school.

they are the tiniest acorns i have ever seen.

she said she thought of me when she found them...

so, she started collecting them.

she melts my heart with her sweet gestures.

xox.

flock

whilst looking through photos the other day, 

i realized i didn't have any really recent pix of the girls.

especially not since they all got red combs & wattles.

well, the easter eggers don't have wattles, they have beards!

top row is henry...maggie...ruby

the middle pic is the first semi decent picture

where i managed to actually catch all of them in frame.

bottom row is ethel...etta...fred.

fred still has a tiny comb which isn't very red...

but she lays awesome eggs.

my EEs have been faithful layers since they started.

(one pale-ish blue green...one pale minty to sage green & one dark olive)

i'd always heard that they were rather unpredictable.

& our EEs started laying early (i'd heard they tend to be procrastinators)

our 2 reds & our barred rock (ruby, henry & maggie) however...

haven't laid one egg between 'em.

& they're generally the early layers...

(according to my chicken knowledgeable friends & backyardchickens.com forums)

so, who knows.

if all of that is true...it just fits right in with the rest of our animals 

that have weird traits and behaviors.

there's a surprise. (smell that sarcasm?)

have a lovely weekend...

xox.