There was a martin house that used to be up at our cottage many years back. I’m not really sure where it came from. I’m fairly certain that my dad didn’t make it. Do any of my siblings know anything about it? Please share if you do.
Anyway, when mom and dad used to come and stay with us at our home in Greensboro, dad asked me if I would like to have it since there were no martins coming to it up at the cottage, of course I said yes since I had always loved it. We lived down the road from a beautiful lake that had many martins around so I guess dad thought we had a better chance at luring them to use the house. He hauled it from Michigan to North Carolina and we put it up. No martins. Lots of starlings and sparrows.
When we moved to Virginia we hauled it along with us and put it up, again, no martins. Lots of starlings and sparrows.
Eventually we took it down and it has been sitting under our front porch for years. I finally had the inspiration to mount it on top of my potting shed as a cupola. Last weekend I painted it and Mr.C and I got it up there. I’m sure we won’t get martins, but perhaps some of my future baby squirrels will make use of it… or even starlings or sparrows. I don’t really care, I just like seeing it up there.
It’s a banner year for sweet bell peppers here on The Hill this season. I’m particularly proud because I started all of my plants from seed this time. These seeds were called Rainbow mix bell peppers.
I’m glad the peppers did well because both the cukes and the maters got “the blight” as Mr. C’s dad used to call it.
I guess I’ve got some stuffing to do!
I’ve been working on the beaver room in the basement since BB is getting a little too big for the bath tub these days.
Today was her first day checking out her new digs.
As you can see I won’t be any competition for my professional muralist friends!
I’ve had something on my to-do list for the past month or so.
I told you all about Kibbles, our rafter-cat in this post.
I’d noticed awhile back that she hasn’t been grooming herself well and was becoming matted, but she has the uncanny ability to read my mind and knows when I’m planning a grooming session and keeps herself just out of reach. But today I tricked her!
She feels SO much better now!
And we’ve got an extra cat!
UPDATE… Mr.C. pointed out to me that some may find the term ‘redneck’ to be offensive, so I want to make it clear that I LOVE ‘rednecks’… to me they are honest, hardworking and unpretentious and that is my kind of folk!
My cousins that will soon be moving to the area came and spent the day with us yesterday. The weather was overcast with a slight chance of light showers. But we decided to go down to the river for a float.
We haven’t done an actual tube float in quite awhile and had a minor (cough cough) miscalculation about how long it would take us to float from the state park down to our usual floating area. The river is low and we got a bit of a late start. We remembered it to take about four hours… which may be true in a canoe, with paddles, and normal water levels… but we were in tubes. About three a half hours in, it started raining and getting chilly and it was already 5:30! We came across a young boy named Jacob that was fishing and he asked us if we were taking out at Gooney Run. When we said yes he told us it would be at least another FOUR HOURS!!!! Everyone was already miserable. Jacob’s family’s place was right across the river and they hollered out that they would drive us back to one of our cars!
An answer to prayers!
So cousin Ed got a ride back while the rest of us hung out with our rescuers. They stopped everything right when they were getting ready to sit down to dinner. They told us that this same thing happens just about once a week to them during the summer! Some folks might watch people float on by and snicker amongst themselves about the ‘dumb tubers’ but these folks are good down-home folk. They gave us dry towels and offered us refreshments. Jacob gave up his secrets for catching catfish too.
They were tattooed, smoking and drinking rednecks with hearts of gold!
We tried to give them money for gas and they refused, telling us to just do something nice for someone else!
There is hope for humanity.
I pray for many blessings to be heaped upon these wonderful river angels. Thank you all!
P.S. I’m not sure the cousins will EVER want to go tubing again! lol
Despite my best efforts we lost our little C.C. last night.
I took her in for a necropsy this morning and found out that her liver was very pale, and her stomach tissue was very thin and necrotic. The cause of her rear leg paralysis wasn’t determined.
And yes, we found out for sure that CC was indeed a she.
We’re going to miss this sweet baby.
I haven’t posted in awhile because things just haven’t been going that great up here on The Hill.
Something killed Wally
Something killed beautiful Bobby Lee
And CC has developed something that has robbed him/her of the use of both back legs. The vet is stumped. We’re trying hard to get it figured out and fixed. All prayers and good thoughts are appreciated!
I haven’t been feeling good either. I’ll spare you the details but I had a bunch of blood work done yesterday, so hopefully we’ll get MY issues figured out and dealt with as well.
On a brighter note
BB is feeling a lot better and is acting like a good Sassy beaver should
Hopefully things will start looking a little bit better soon.