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Friday, May 8, 2026

New Smol Rabbit Fren

Last Saturday 20, Pip and I were on our way to Maryland when we spotted a rabbit in a heap on the side of the side of the interstate :-o.  We'd left Kentucky at 5:00 that morning facing a long drive and I made the quick decision to feel sad, but keep driving........ . . .  .  .  .  .    .     .      .       .

We passed the first exit... . . .  .  .  .    .    .     .       .

.   .   .   and turned around at the next one.

I probably would have turned around anyway, but I really couldn't not stop with Pip sitting right there.  Remember that story?

I pulled way over and quickly jumped out of the car, grabbed the rabbit and jumped back in.  He or she did not appear to be injured, just wet and scared, and I gave them a big hug and told them they were safe.  They tucked in behind 20, looking very sad.  Pip promised them everything would be okay.

At the next rest stop they were starting to dry out and everyone repositioned and decided they were all feeling much better.  I'd added 20 or so minutes to my drive, but I was feeling better, too.  A good hug and snuggling in with some friends will do that for you :-).

Now home and washed and with a good brush out, we are all settled in.  Sadly, when I did an internet search, I found that this is probably a rabbit who originally had a baby rabbit sewn to their chest.  Maybe.  I hope they didn't lose their baby on top of losing their family :-(.

The name Sebastian had originally popped into my head, so maybe that's a sign I'm wrong, but the string on their chest seems important.  Maybe someone will see this and recognize their friend and they can all be reunited.

Until then, with the weather still so chilly, I'm thinking they might need a nice warm wool sweater :-).




Friday, August 29, 2025

Meanwhile, Back In Nashville

Wait, what?  Nashville?

Last year I heard that the purple martins in this part of the country gather in Nashville to prepare for their fall migration.  The video clips were amazing.  The amount of birds, staggering.  I talked all year about going down...and then didn't go.

I hate to disappoint myself.  I had really wanted to go...but it's hard to leave the farm, especially in a hot summer.  It's easy to talk myself out of taking trips.  Maybe next year.

We were working on Saturday morning, normal farm chores and helping load up fence posts for a friend.  I stopped to get some lunch and, of course, picked up my phone to see what was happening on Instagram.

Sheep, painting, knitting, cats, rabbits, squirrels, wool...and a post by Margaret Renkl.  

"They'll be on their way soon.  If you're anywhere near Middle Tennessee, you don't want to miss this.  This sight will get you through whatever hardships the next year brings."

Summer is hard for me, especially the heat of this past (I hope it's passed) summer.  I've spent almost an hour trying to think of anything besides these birds that I like about summer and have come up with nothing.

Sure, flowers are beautiful, fresh tomatoes are sweet, butterflies and bees, the bats, but I'd trade all that to not have to try to make it through the rest of it.  The martins moving in is a good day.  The quiet when they fly out is deafening.  

I found Tim and asked if he'd like to go to Nashville for the day, the rest of the day.    


20 is always up for a road trip.  Pip, too :-).
Nashville on a Saturday night was not for the faint of heart and if we hadn't driven four hours to get there, I'd have probably said some grown up words, given up and hightailed it back north.  Tim handled everything like he always does, but I'm sure he wasn't having a great time either.

We found where we needed to set up at dusk, gave up trying to find someplace to eat downtown and headed to the outskirts and had a good dinner, found our way back downtown (holy $%&#). 

I had been quiet panicking to myself that we were a day too late and they would have moved on.  The tips online had been to get there by the 22nd (it was now the 23rd) around 7:30.  It was 7:15 and we didn't see any birds.

And then there were four.  And a group of six.  And some flying into some small trees along a sidewalk.  

And then there were birds everywhere!





The trees got heavier and heavier as thousands of purple martins settled in for the night.  And this is about all the people who were there to watch.  There were thousands of people two blocks away and they missed the best show they'd see all year.

These two videos are short.  The next video was while I was filming "live".


Some answers from questions from that IG post:

Yes, I believe they gather here every year.  

No, it doesn't seem like enough trees.  They were all bent low by the time everyone found a place.

They gather here each August.  If you follow @birdsafenashville or @nashvilleurbanbird they apparently post the details each summer and give best dates to see them.  

Do not go on Friday or Saturday if you can help it.  Watch for downtown events like football games...and avoid those as well.

We did not get pooped on, but the truck got a couple hits.  It wasn't bad and I even walked up under the trees near the end.

Even Tim enjoyed seeing them, but would probably have rather stayed the night than pull back into the farm at nearly 1:00 a.m.

It was absolutely worth the drive.


Monday, January 13, 2025

It's Lovely Weather For A Sleigh Ride...


Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring tingle tingling too.
Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
Outside the snow if falling and friends are calling "Yoo hoo!"
Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.

 

Driving a sleigh was something I've always wanted to experience, but honestly never thought I'd get to do.  Kentucky is not known for it's outdoor winter sports so I really had no reason to even think about owning a sleigh.  This epic snow fall has been crazy fun.

In areas where snow is common, sleigh trails are compacted with a big roller and can go on for miles.  I used our utility vehicle to create and then daily maintain (even that was fun) my little figure 8 track in the side field and really, that was about all Frankie was going to be able to handle anyway.  

While Frankie may never be able to power up a big hill or hit the big time in a competitive ring, one area where he cannot be beat is safety and dependability.  We were loaned this beautiful antique sleigh because "It's Frankie."  It meant a lot to me to hear that and I'm very proud of him for his good reputation.  

I'm grateful he gave me the opportunity to try out something very special and the opportunity to really enjoy it.  Thank you, Frankie.  

Of course I had to take 20 and Pip for a ride :-).





Bea does not ride in my cart.  I've tried several times and she just isn't interested.  The sleigh?  Holy moly, she loves the sleigh.  I can't remember what 20 and I are talking about, probably how good Frankie was doing :-).



"Are you getting a good picture of me?"

If you zoom in on the painting on the back you can see a dog following the sleigh.  That was Colonel and Kathi's dog at the time of the sleigh's restoration :-).  

I loved getting to watch our friend Leslie take him for a spin.  Bea did all the rides.


Then we both took a lap so I could get a video from behind. Bea was disappointed, but not deterred.


She does not follow me with the cart.  I think this is funny and interesting.


Just hear those sleigh bells jingling...
.


... ring ting tingling too...



A huge thank you to Colonel and Kathi for the loan of your beautiful sleigh and for coming over to help with the first drive.  Thank you also to Leslie for your joyful Frankie encouragement all along the way.  These great pictures were taken by Saint Tim.  There may be more pictures coming :-).




Wednesday, October 2, 2024

September


For anyone keeping score at home...

Remember the groundhog staring in the back door while eating a pear in the orchard in the August compilation?  Yep, that's him up in the tree after Bea and Possum tried to tag team on him.  A few days later he ended up on the Wool House porch.  Tim has named him Gary.  He is not moving into the house.  I repeat...

Somehow I have once again not blogged about the biggest tobacco plant I've ever seen.  I'll try to fix that tomorrow.  Sigh...

Did I not take a single picture of Archie last month?!?  :-o




Tuesday, September 5, 2023

Blooming

Auntie Reg has been caring for her family Night Blooming Cereus for over 20 years.  In all that time, the plant had never flowered.  The last bloom had been in 2000 in it's previous location.  After my plant started blooming a few years ago, she brought hers over here in hopes it would be happier and finally bloom as well.

I looked back through the blog to find a post to link with the story about one of my bloom(s) and can't find a single reference.  I know I've taken tons of pictures of them over the years and I think it started blooming before I got lazy with the blog, so I'm stumped.  I enjoyed looking back for a bit though and I encourage you to do that some time.

Back to the present, Reg's plant has been here for at least three, maybe four years now.  No blooms.  It's big and gangly and paired with my similar sized plant, takes up an incredible amount of room indoors throughout the winter.  I told her it needed to go back to her home this fall.

I have a huge ornamental orange (that was supposed to be a lemon) tree that I've carried with me for over 30 years.  At about year 20, both Tim and I were getting pretty weary.  We thought it was Really Big.  As we carried it out that spring, I told Tim I was going to leave it out and let it pass with the first hard frost in the fall.

After over 20 years of never even a hint of a bloom (or any other redeeming quality other than just being a tree...which is really enough if you aren't having to be carried in and out on a shipping dolly) it panicked and by mid summer was covered in blooms and has been blooming and producing oranges ever since.  It's now almost 9' tall and we know now what Really Big really is.

Back to the flower, about two weeks ago I noticed a tiny bud forming on one of the leaves!  After all these years!  Apparently plants don't need to be talked nice to.  They need threatening.  I maybe should have tried that with my pumpkins.

We watched it grow and I built elaborate fences around the front of the Wool House to try to keep naughty chickens, pillaging sheep, clumsy cats and excitable dogs from breaking it off.  Then a fluke storm blew through and sent it crashing to the ground.  Miraculously it survived.


Bloom day!  What starts as a tiny bud grows into a huge bud about the size of a fist and it hangs down about six inches from the leaf.  The bloom will start opening as night falls and continues to open for several hours.  We made a party out of it :-D.


The weather was perfect and a small fire kept us comfortable and entertained between flower checks.  20 and Pip joined us :-).  



I've seen quite a few blooms now, but they never fail to amaze.  And the fragrance!  The white above the flower is not part of it.  That's a scrap of wool felt used to pad a branch I'd tied up to keep it from interfering with the bloom.


As the bats flew out I brought Stellaluna out to join them (bottom left).


We all watched the flower and the still almost full blue super moon and listened to the night bugs and a tiny screech owl and the fire crackling and it was just a fantastic night.


20 made sure Archie didn't do anything stupid.


Pip enjoyed getting a closer look.


And one last August fog rolled in just before midnight.

 

Friday, February 19, 2021

Snow Foolin'

The ice was not fun, and not really the 3" of sandy sleet on top of that and then a little more ice and then some snow, but the snow that came after that snow was pretty fun.  I love winter and I'm glad 20 wanted to go out and play yesterday afternoon.


"Let's see if the pond is frozen!"

I knew it wouldn't be, but I humored him and Pip.  We brought the sled as a fallback plan.  


Frankie and Lancelot were very interested in the sled and Frankie pushed 20 for a little while, but Lancelot thinks he has a better idea for sledding.  More to come on that!


As I suspected, the pond was not only not frozen enough to skate, but with all the recent rain, definitely not something you'd want to fall into right now.


Good thing we brought the sled!


"20!  You steered right into the thistle patch!  Here, let me show you."




"Yeah, how'd that work out for you?"


Sheep down!


 One last run.  

Sledding was as much fun as I remembered.  I'm glad we went out to play :-).


We sure startled some sheep as we headed back in for some dry clothes and hot cocoa.  Liddy was the only one even remotely interested in what we were up to.  I love the look on Petunia's face ;-D.


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