Friday, August 22, 2008

The week raps up with many tasks completed.

Yesterday Dove's Room bubbled up to the priority spot.
I spent several hours cleaning it.
she had told me Wednesday evening not to concern myself. She was concerned because I had a very bad back ache from bending at the hip sorting out Dashes stuff. I caught myself too late and paid dearly for it.


Same process.
I used the rake and cleared everything out into the hallway.
I so love my hard floors when it comes to cleaning.
Look at all the paper.
This is only two months of art and play and such.
I discovered many interesting things in nooks and crannies.
Lots of socks.
I cleared out a large kitchen trash bag of clothing out grown.
Ready for A little girl I know.

By using the stool I was able to sort all this. I was more careful to bring things up to my lap as to not bend too much.

I moved her bed like I did Dash as per her desire.
It was moved back after story time for the change was just too stimulating and she had a bit of panic. My Dove does not take to well to change. Routine is a must for her to not have to do medication for panic.

I went through every drawer and every item to make sure they all fit. I was able to do all her laundry and put it all away before they got home from school.

I laid short shorts in her drawer and then the long shorts in a pile in the drawer also.
I laid the 3/4 length Capri in the bottom drawer for this fall.

The barbie drawers are organized but not the tall ones. I did however clean out the many items of dirty clothing found in them. Those drawers are the perfect place to rat hole.:)

She came home from school joyful and grateful for her room.
She got her Viola Thursday and got to show us for the first time. I am so stunned at how grown up she is. Look at her beauty and maturity.

Today I began my day in full.
Once everyone was off fed, dressed and happy I walked them down to the bus stop and they asked me to hang out with them. Another child in 6th grade is at the stop and he is such a gentleman and well traveled.
When I got back home a call to the produce man left me with a schedule to work around. I got the dish washer going and did a bit in the kitchen. Then I was off to the school
I had to return the sand scoop to the custodian. Dash lost his Amplifier that attaches to his hearing aid Thursday and we were at the school (in the heat) digging through the playground sand looking for it until we all just could tack the 107* no longer.
I stopped by the nurse and asked her to check on Dash...
He was feeling left out at school and decided to DRINK MILK! with the other kids.
The child was sucking air all night.
I stopped by the cafeteria and set up a sting operation:)
Dash is still having breathing difficulties tonight. Please remember him in you prayers. He is allergic to milk (asthma and allergies).

I worked on my Friday fiction a bit.

I did my shopping and then went to get the box of scrap for the birds.
Last week I had stopped by the managers office and told him of the good employees in the produce. How they were men of good character. He assured me that they would be noticed for it.
Well today this is the box I came home with.

As I began to bag the scrap for the birds with the recycled bread bags, I noticed something large in the box. This is only half sorted and bagged.

Just under the thin layer of scrap of the top was several gifts of organic produce.
Beets, spinach and all I need to do was to open the wire and the center of the bunch was new and perfect tender leaves I snapped off the stems and kept going.
Several radish bunches were just needing the leaves removed of all the radish only maybe 10 were split all were fresh and crisp. There was a perfectly cleaned bunch of green onion ( I mean perfect). There were many , many broccoli stems (the dogs love them)..

Then as I continued...to discover these, several new organic lettuces bunches!

Organic! Perfect!
I had told the guys the other day how I favor organics.
I had told God how I should eat more salad ( I had salad three times this week).

Look at it , it is perfect!

By the end of the sorting and bagging I had all of this for the family and two large grocery plastic bags and three bread bags of scrap for the chickens.

So I cleaned and cut and prepared a large bowl of salad for lunch and for the evening meal.
Now I felt strange to tell ya all of this because some may thing it offensive or gross. The foods were not spoiled that were on top of these things just scraps of lettuce and radish leaves and such. It was moments before going to shopping that I was looking at my planting list. I though I would love to have some beets. I considered if my family might enjoy radish if I planted it.
So tell me...
for consider the lilies of the field...
are we not more precious than even the sparrow...
He knows.
I heard him say to my soul as I stood at my kitchen window with a hymn on my lip...
"well you feed them"...as I was watching His bird at my feeder.

I finished up my Friday Fiction feeling inspired and fell asleep in my chair for a half an hour waking as my head bobbed forward.
Kids came home moments later. Happy for Friday.


The recycled bread bags came from the kitchen freezer today. I save up all the heals from each loaf of bread. I needed to clear out some space...So these will be baked until crisp then crushed and run through the food processor with herbs for bread crumbs. I think I see Fried chicken in our future.:)
At the end of supper I went into the garden to do the garden chores.
I cleaned the coop and composted the chicken dung.

The black barrels are cut off trash dumpsters.
The left one is full. The right one is our working compost.
By placing them behind the bails I hope to keep it more presentable.
It you look off to the far right corner I have Black Gold!

I have planted my Cantaloupe tonight!
I was so thrilled to see the health of the soil!

I was able to crush any clods very easily and the rows are now in.

I covered it heavily with straw to conserve the water.
Watered all the bails and all the plot , turned the compost and watered both of them.
Now it is finished. I came in an hour ago. Now at 10 p.m.
Day is done.
Check out my cool gardening boots.
I got them on a clearance rack for $9.!
I just love them, too much character:)

good night.

1 comment:

Denise said...

Wow, good night my precious busy bee friend, love you.

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