Gloves and Socks

It's hot! I'm melting. Short post tonight. Here are two more neat things that I found that I want to hang on to for awhile because of sentiment. Also they don't take up much room and I may use the gloves and I just might try knitting again. The gloves are from Tom's Grandmother Mary.

And the knitting stuff is from Tom's mother Dolores. The sock patterns are for women's socks and for a man's tie. I think this stuff dates from the 50's, maybe before? I have a pair of socks she was knitting put away somewhere. I'll find them and put all this together. I would hate for this bit of family history to hit the garage sale. Who knows... I may finish up the sock someday?

We have fires in the area. Scary. The firefighters did a great job fighting the fire yesterday! This is the time of year I start thinking of moving to the Oregon or Washington coast so I can have all that lovely wet weather. We have months more of this bone dry weather. I can hope for rain but it isn't going to happen.

[9 eggs today]

One egg broke when the basket tipped over.

I'll have to nail the basket to the wall tomorrow!

Smiles

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Feeling Better!

I didn't want to over do my first day of feeling Ok

so I started out collecting eggs.

Then I went out to get my gloves

and found that I had left them under a leak in the shed

so I put them in the sun to dry.

I took a photo because

they are the neatest gloves.

Knit on top so my hands don't get sweaty

and laytex or something on the palms and fingers.

Picked up mostly dry leaves

and put them in the pen

because the pen was getting too muddy.

Then I went over and raked up some

leaves and twigs and stuff

off of the driveway.

Checked back with the chickens

and filled the feeders and cleaned the nest boxes.

Morgan wants her chickens out of the coop

because she wants them all together.

But there are some late layers.

This little girl is telling me to go away.

And these three girls all want to lay their egg

in the same nest area.

Go figure?

There are lots of places for them to lay

but there seem to be favorite spots

that they compete over.

Silly chickens.

Smiles