Tangled Thoughts

Baby Easters

Christina

June 17, 2013

Our little friend Parker, used to call baby chickens (or any baby animal really) “Baby Easters.” Our little baby Easters are going up. This weekend we had 80 degree temperatures and decided it would be a good day to ease them into the chicken pen. Dad made a little pen for them because they are still too little to go in with the already grown chickens.

The first night I went to get them, they were happy to see me and came running and chirped happily when I put them back in their tote to take them in the house. Last night when I went to collect them – all 33 littles were snuggled together and asleep, and less than impressed when I woke them up. Today I put them out – and they ran off without a second thought, happy to have the room to run, but then this afternoon I went to check on them, and 33 little heads came bobbing over to me.

A little dark – but this is what I walked into – the full attention of 33 littles.

I was having fun trying to get pictures of them, and just started to get into it, when my camera started flashing absurd things at me like “Shutter disabled – recharge battery.” Kill joy that camera is!

These were a few days ago – one of their first outdoor trips.

Then Today:

Nawww! Even tho they are growing so fast, they are still so little!

This is one of the full grown roosters – he thinks he is all that. He is a smaller rooster however, and gets picked on. He usually lives with a hen (who is twice his size) but since the littles are living out there, he is living with the big roosters.

I liked how the wire seemed to ‘melt’ into the background

The lighting was hard to adjust to because of their heat lamp, but I was usuing the wire to frame the littles in with.

And now Im off to re-charge that battery!

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Christina

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June 14, 2013

So today is Capn Mandas birthday, and I pretty much fell off any birthday wagon there was to be had.

Mailed her package late, all but forgot to tell her happy birthday, and didn’t even eat any cake. Sigh.

Ontop of all that? I didn’t even come up with a nifty blog post congratulating her on being ¼ century old.

Maybe next year.

Happy Birthday Capn! I hope your day was better than this post!

Worldless Wednesday: Fuzzy, Fuzzy, Cute, Cute

Christina

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June 5, 2013

Keeping Busy

Christina

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June 3, 2013

About two weeks ago, I was browsing the online ads for our town, and came across someone looking for a dog sitter for the summer. Not being one to pass down an opportunity to makes things more interesting, I responded and we ended up with this:

A two month old shepherd/lab mix who looks just about everything like Yoshi, only is named Siren.

If it looks like trouble to you, thats because it is. Double trouble. They share more than looks, they also are both equal parts shy and scared.

Then today we went and pocked these guys up.

All 32 of them.

We usually order them once a year, the last few years Ive been gone.

Puppies and Kittens are cute – but baby chicks? They are a whole new level of cute.

Two Weeks In

Christina

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May 27, 2013

Ive been home two weeks.

Coming home is always the hardest. By the time you get done with all your flights, connections, and sitting still for 20hours, you are ready to get home. But at the same time – you are just wishing the plane would keep flying and return back to where you left, because the 20 hours there don’t seem nearly as long as the 20 hours home.

Its funny, I couldn’t sleep much on the long flights. Even though I had an empty seat beside me on the first leg. After flying for over a day, and landing in the seattle airport, it felt familiar. The gate was filled with people sporting rain boots, and jackets – I even bumped into a few locals who I knew. And on that flight. In the very back of the plane, squeezed in an over full flight – turbulence and all – I slept.

Im still not completely adjust. Im not back to taking pictures, and riding my bike. Writing seems like a distant thing. And even though the shop hasn’t been that busy, I am completely beat by 11pm where as I used to be able to stay awake until 2, maybe 3 am.

Back I am, ready I am not.

Last night I put the last of my things away. Cleaned up the floor and put the suitcase in the closet. I have yet to dole out the last of the gifts, and some things are still missing. I havent emptied my memory card, and done inventory on my socks.

It usually takes a month to get back into things for me, so its not like Im worried. Curious, perhaps. About when I will finally break out the camera, or oil my bike up and go for a ride to town – a task that seems daunting at best. I still am bumping into people who ask how my trip was, I still feel like a foreigner, and Im still missing these times.

Silly Monkey

People ask what I did – what the best part of my trip was, and honestly its hard to narrow it down because there was so MUCH good, mostly the entire trip was good. But most people dont believe me when I say the best part was just hanging out with my sister. Its hard to go from spending everyday with her – to not.

But its hard to complain. Because today, its sunny. And there isn’t anything better than a sunny day in Ketchikan. Im not exactly glad to be home, but in a way, a weird crazy sort of way – it is good to be home. Even if its just because I am glad Im not on a 20 hour plane ride heading home. Ill take what I can get.