Mom's rooster "Big Thunder" is a very randy boy. Treats his girls good & is very protective, but he's got a couple favorite ladies. He's an ugly thing, like a discarded patchwork quilt you find in the bottom of an old attic steam trunk, with the personality one would pair up with a gym nut taking steroids. She was hoping all this hen hopping he'd at least be properly fertilizing so she gave me 10 eggs. I put 5 into my little incubator & gave 5 to a friend up the hill, who put them under her broody hen. 2 of mine & 3 of hers had to be tossed out as they were not fertile when we did the 1st candling. At 2nd candling, the hen had abandoned the nest (eggs were no longer growing) and the 3 remaining at my place had also stopped progressing.
Clearly Mr. Big Thunder was all for show.
I bought some more 16 eggs from another locale lady & crafted my own DYI incubator with a styrofoam cooler but it wasn't holding the humidity high enough so I bough…
I love it when books come in the mail. We do not have an ample selection at our local library, being that it is a small country one. However, part of the (now increased) $25 annual fee goes towards transportation of books in from other equally small community libraries.
Sadly even with the contribution of many outlets certain books remain harder to find for lending. Thus I turn to second hand stores & the bargain books on Amazon.
My recent purchases included 2 novels by Mo Hayder. "The Devil of Nanking" and "Pig Island". I have read her Jack Caffery series & found it to be intensely eerie. One does not often read novels of such darkness penned openly by a woman. Many have the skill to do so of course, but often will have a masculine nom de plume to put forth their works. Given the way that my mind absorbs images however, I can only read her novels in bursts because they bleed into my dreamscapes and give me fitful sleeps.
April has gone by so quickly! With Easter break, mom having her 60th birthday. Dance photo day & then following it up with a dance festival in the city last weekend....hola! Whirl wind.
The kids did all of us parents and the Studio proud with their performances at the Shy-Ann Festival. They walked away with a few medals. A few recognition's for choreo and a gave us in the audience a sneaky peek at what to expect come final performance in a few weeks. So much pride!!! Thankfully us adults did not have to brave the adjudicator's stage; however our instructor would really love to have us enter into one next year. She's confident that, after 3 year of dance under our mom belts, that we are ready to showcase in front of a broader audience. . I'm sure its partly so she can show her own personal skills as an instructor as well. That her techniques are vastly applied to both varying age & abilities.
That being said, I had more new starts begun than I did finishes. He…