Sunday, October 19, 2014


We went to the zoo awhile back.  I took three pictures.  Three.
Then I forgot to post said pictures.  Even better.
So now, no matter how many days it's been since we went to the zoo (9), I am posting my three pictures now.
First up...the leaves were falling like confetti on New Year's Eve.  I stared up at them in awe and caught them in my hands because I love simple things.

Second picture... The Oscar Meyer Weinermobile.  Because, how can you not?

Last picture... a 15 year old in a turtle shell flashing signs and making the goofy face that has been passed down through generations (particularly from his Uncle Mike).
What I shouldn't mention is that I took this picture from my own turtle shell.  Because that's what I do.
Sometimes, around here, we have visitors at the back door.  If the door is open, they'll step inside cautiously.  If the door is closed they'll just stand there, looking in.  These girls love human interaction.
The last regular season football game was played yesterday.  Blake was fierce on the field.  For someone who knows very little about football, and for "just his mom", I am amazed with how much growth I've seen in him over this season.  We move on to play-offs now.  Then wrestling season.
Blake and I took a quick trip to the pumpkin patch, just us two.  They had a whole mess of angry turkeys there.  And peacocks!
We found a couple pumpkins to carve and some little white ones for decorations.  I've already decided to save seeds for my garden.  Who needs to buy pumpkins when you can grow them yourself?!  That's forward thinking right there.
Before we left, I built a pumpkin tower.  Not really.

Here are our masterpieces!!

I fed the gooey pumpkin guts to the chickens.  Saved a few seeds and roasted the rest.  A tip!  Boil the pumpkin seeds for about 10 minutes.  Drain and dry well before roasting as normal.  This gets the seeds very clean and helps get a good crunchy texture rather than chewy.
I was engrossed in this book this week:
by Markus Zusak
I came across a quote that pretty much sums up what I write about here on my blog.  There are a few that read and let me know how much they enjoy it, or how it was touching.  I am thankful for those kindnesses.  If it weren't for an outlet for these words I'd probably not be able to breathe.
The quote:
Ask her what she craved and she'd get a little frantic about things like books, the woods, music.  Plants and the seasons.  And freedom.
-Charles Frazier

1 comment:

  1. I really love the last quote! Writing is my outlet as well. It is so important for me to remember all these JOYs and Moments given. The turtle picture cracked me up, that and envisioning you taking a picture from the other turtle. :-P