Blogmas -- Day 6

Hello Friends!  Welcome to Blogmas Day Six!  I am honored that you chose to visit, today!

I had an appointment this morning and it ran over time.  That throws me into a tailspin every time it happens.  So, I really wasn't able to do the blogmas post I had intended and I knew I wasn't going to skip the day because one skipped day will end up being many skipped days for me!  Y'all know how I am!  Anyhow, I was sitting at my appointment, waiting for my turn, and decided to scroll through the photos on my phone.  I thought, "Well, I guess I will just share these pics of one of my days back in November..".  Sometimes I take pics of things and really don't know why because they are just pics.  No reason for taking them and probably won't be seen until you clean your phone out?  I do that all the time!  Anyhow, here we go.  

I always start my day with some quiet time with the Lord, reading a devotion and my Bible.  I also write in my Day Journal.  These moments are where I get my mind right.

This day was cloudy and a lot cooler than what we had been experiencing.  Up until a the week before Thanksgiving we were having temps in the high 70's and not a raindrop in sight.  Our poor old trees have taken a beating the past few years.  This old elm looks like Bob Ross when it is fully leafed out.  I always get a good chuckle when I look at it.

Under old "Bob Ross" is one of our many bird feeders.  I love watching the birds...even those blasted Red Winged Blackbirds and the Starlings.  They eat everything in sight so I usually fill the feeders twice every day.

The leaves on the Privet Hedges had just begun to change colors...it didn't take long for them to fall of after that cold snap, though.

Oh the smell of wet leaves, though!  I fall in love with Autumn, all over again,  everytime I get a whiff of wet leaves on a cold day.  Bliss!

From there, I go let out "The Divine Ms. M".  She is the only chicken we have.  We had three but the other two thought it would be big fun and fly into the dog pen...It wasn't.  I'm pretty sure I won't get more chickens, any time soon, if ever.  There is just the two of us and we never get the amount of eggs that we use, so I end up having to buy more.  I just can't justify the cost of feed for a couple of eggs every week.  Anyhow, I do enjoy Ms. M, though.  She is more pet than chicken.  I am the only one she will come to.  She flat out ignores my husband and runs when he gets close.

On to the pen that the chickens thought would be fun to fly into.  These two are crazy!  Ginger, the red one, wants to chase everything and Ms. Kay is a spaz just waiting for something to fall into her yard.  They are sweethearts though...as long as you don't have four legs, feathers, or fur...and please don't run!  LoL  Their pen looks horrible...quite junky, even...but these two are escape artist so I have had to add stuff to the top of the fence to keep them in.  Every so often, they get out and run to the woods.  I have to go figure out how they got out and I put another piece of something up to keep them in...until the next time.  Don't let the yard, fence, and the doghouse fool you though.  The doghouse has heat, light, soft bedding and is well insulated.  What you can't see is in that building there, they have another doghouse with the same heat, lights, bedding and insulation.  It is inside the building so if it gets really cold, they can go in there and be doubly protected.  They are well loved as are our inside dogs.

And waiting on the porch is my best friend.  Some of y'all might remember Mavi.  She was dumped and was in horrible condition.  She was just a baby and had been severely mistreated.  She had a gash under her left eye and was infest with tick.  I mean a bunch!  We picked out about 300 ticks off of this little thing.  She was little at one time.  Anyhow, she is a big ole girl now and she is my constant companion...and I do mean constant, y'all!

And that is Blogmas -- Day 6!  If you made it all the way through, thank you!  Please leave a comment so I know you were here!

Grace & Peace,

Pam