Little Tomato'

It is October and we are still harvesting lots of tomato. The weather has been 80's and dry. So I have watered and harvested. It has been so nice to have fresh tomatoes this late in the season.

Sweet Millions, better boy and Roma tomato. I like the Roma but the Better Boy's have not produces as advertised. But having the tomatoes on cattle panel and t-post has helped a ton. I also added blood meal to the manure this late season. A real boost for the crops.

This is Cotton playing around my purse. She chews everything.

Truckin' Nowhere

Last weekend we drove a long way out to buy a Sears freezer on sale. After getting it loaded up we stopped for lunch. When we got back in the truck was dead. New batteries, too. So we got a jump from the restaurant owner. But then I smelled smoke and we stopped. The jumper cables were hot and something was burning. So we called roadside assistance. It was going to take 3 hours! So we called around and found a guy 20 minutes out. He got our truck loaded and off back home. We dropped our truck off at our local hometown repair guy. Turns out it was the starter. They just die on the Ford 350's. This is the 2nd one since we bought this truck used. Other than that it has been a great farm work truck.

Ozark Life

I posted this photo I found while looking at local livestock for sale around the Ozarks. I just thought was a great photo of the farmer and his prized rooster. I kept being drawn to this photo and contacted the owner. His wife took the photo and appreciated my complimenting her photo skills.

Gray Napping

Melon and our adopted foster kitten taking a nap in my sewing room on a bed for one.

Taking Care

A friend of mine has been very busy with health of her husband. On their many trips to the hospitals and the VA, I take care of their pets. While waiting for the call of nature for their dogs, I was looking at her many photos and pictures on their walls in her home. It is something I don't do. My husband does not like putting holes in the walls of our house. If I had my choice I would have my walls covered with art that I have collected. Instead, I have stacks of beautifully framed art that sits against walls on the floor, under beds, behind furniture. But my friends have photo stories on all their walls. And this one gave me pause to stop and read it. It is so much their story. Very open and friendly people who are just like you see them, not fake. I laugh at this photo and it makes me smile.

Quill Me

This was given to me as a gift by another friend. She saw it in a shop on her travels. I thought it was very well done and had cats!

Red Rock

 I went to a yard sale and while looking around I noticed some rocks for sale. The seller's husband had just returned from a huge geologist auction. She showed off some of their winnings. She offered to sell me one of the rocks. This was the rock. Wow, so many colors. It is about 7 inches by 6 inches and weighs about a pound. 

Roast Toast

After visiting his sister in Louisiana, my husband got the recipe on how to cook a beef roast. I had no clue. Then began the search for the holy grail, a roast. The ones in Mt View were small and old. So off to Zimmerman's in S'ville, they do not have them as people prefer steak cuts to roast. Then talked to a friend who suggested I buy half a cow and an extra freezer. But then she recommended Kollers.Then off to Kollers where the butcher put this Eye of Round together for me. Misson accomplished. My husband made this awsome roast beef. He put in cloves of garlic. After a long while at a low temp it was done. It turned out great and we have enough for days.

Cotton Pickin' Kitten

Here is the last foster kitten out of 9. We decided to keep her after giving away all the others. She was not my first choice but she grows on you. She is naturally floppy and rolls on her back when picked up. She is very soft and people crazy. We named her Cotton for her super soft coat.We think she might have some Ragdoll in her family tree. She is also, like her littermates, fearless of the other cats and the dogs.

Missing the Sea

Sometimes I so miss the ocean I can literally smell a dried starfish and hear the waves. My family took two trips to Gulf Coast in Alabama when I was a child. I was then invited to go to the beach for a few years by a friend. I have stayed in a tent on the beach, a hotel on the beach and a fancy rental house. But always right on the beach. Always private and away from the tourist crowds off season. I have seen clear sea water, brown Gulf water and things in between. But there have always been sea shells, starfish and sand. I have been on every coast South, West and East.
I have  gone swimming with dolphins, sharks, biting fish, wild ponies and Navy seals. I have been pulled by the undertow three times in my life. Always broke the swimming with a partner rule. Just learned to swim with the shore until I could get back in. I have almost drowned two times in my life in the salt water. But I still love the ocean. Living in Missouri, land locked I feel the pull to the ocean, badly. The rivers are great but sometimes I miss the salty air. Growing up in New Orleans, you could taste the salty fog and smell the water in the air. Hurricanes and storms brought that wonderful smell up from the Gulf. If you did not grow up there or near the ocean, then you just don't understand. I miss the feeling of sand between my toes even cold sand. And its not the eating and partying, I miss the long walks with the sound of seagulls, waves and wind. I would walk or swim alone for miles. It was so wonderful and peaceful.

Bird Heaven

I few years ago we went to a pet store in West Plains and they talked about an aviary they maintain in a local nursing home nearby. They told us to go and see their work, but we never did. Until a friend had to stay there and we visited. And we saw this amazing aviary for finches and canary.

It has two doors, glass and screening with oak frame and gravel floor.

Sticks for perches, lights for heat above on top of grid plastic ceiling.

Excelsior nesting wall, nest boxes and fish bone.

Happy nesting birds

My husbands favorite.

When I was young my grandmother had budgie, canary and a myna bird in her home. The birds were kept spic and span and their cages were cleaned daily. They sang and flew around the house while the we cleaned their cages. But this was so much better than those steel wire cages. These bird fly around and are happy. They get switched out and brought to the pet store. But mostly they live in this clean large aviary. Colorful finches and singing canary what a wonderful happy bunch of birds. And this enclosure makes the residents happy as well.

Orphan Two

Two weeks ago another duckling hatched and was left behind. This is the second one this summer. Raising a single duckling is tricky. They will either thrive and bond with us or they will always be afraid. This one is afraid of us. I think because she was hatched by a chicken, and left without food and water for some time she has brain damage. But she eats and swims and is growing. When she is big enough she will go out into the duck nursery AKA bunny yard in the cooler months to grow up. Then after she has her feathers in she will be released into the flock with her adopted bonded older duck leader. The duck leader is always an older female I put in the nursery yard to show the baby how to be a duck. Ducks tend to bond for life. They stay with the ducks of their flock. When I get a single baby, I have to force a bond. The older duck will show them how to eat, where to swim and how to hide. Now my older duck gets to raise one more in the coming weeks. This small flock of three will rejoin the farm flock as soon as they are fully feathered. I could have euthanized both of these orphans or let nature take care of them. But I hate to see an animals suffer on my farm. Life is a gift and worth saving. And if they grow up to be females then I get a bonus of an egg layer. If they are males, I can sell them at the farm auction if I do not need them.

Here is the duck nursery. Shade overhead with cattle panel hooped over and two dogs that guard at night. They go into a large dog crate at night that is raccoon proofed. This is until they are big enough to use the coop.

Tea for Two

Adolf the female

Bloody Butt, also a female

After a crazy Saturday I finally got homes for all but 2 of the 9 kittens we fostered. I got 2 calls to see my kittens at the same place and time. I forgot 1 of the kittens and had to go back home and fetch her for her new owners. The no -kill shelter who asked for our help has been riddled with cat diseases this summer. An deathly upper respiratory and now ringworm have plagued the shelter. I think they have poor cleaning issues and lack of isolation for incoming felines. So this meant that the herd I was fostering stayed much longer than I planned. Isn't that the way of things? So to keep from falling in love with these kittens my husband and I come of with awful names for them. Adolf has an historic evil mustache and Bloody Butt, had some issues in the #2 department. Both females are sweet and super soft.  All their other litter mates were requested and picked up. Which was hard since I really liked the black short haired. I had never had a black cat before and now I understand the popularity. She was called Black Mamba. But she and 2 others were picked up and taken to Redfern. These 2 silvers however, are still at our home until the shelter has an opening. I have less food now and a ton less litter changes and clean ups.

One of the bad parts of fostering is unknown diseases brought into your home cat herd. After a month all seemed well so we let them run about. But this week three of my adult cats had ulcerated red eyes. Like a house of pirate cats. It was not feline herpes but feline chlamydia or the clap, that is now in my household. These kittens mom cat had this or they picked it up from their home. I have worked with many cats and this is a first for me. So in goes the cortisone free eye goop 2-3 times a day for 3 cats. It is working. Fostering mean a lot of clean up, medical care, vet visits and then you give them away. But I get to see them get healthy, become good cats and have a great beginning to their cat life. I am happy with that. Besides, a bunch of kittens is fun to play with.