…but in our church this is very close to the truth. We once had a member of the congregation ask visitors to move, as they were sitting in her seat!
Archive | December, 2016
Cookies and Confusion
3 DecBetween yesterday and today I baked four batches of cookies, with two more made up and in the fridge.
Three of them were fairly simple, but one batch called for pistachio nuts. The only ready-to-eat nuts I could find were finished with sea salt – not exactly suitable for cookies – so I bought a bag of nuts in the shell. The Squire and I worked for about a half an hour to shell those blessed things, but a couple just weren’t budging, so the squirrels got them. They seemed to really enjoy them, too. I just hope they don’t think we’re going to do this often; that was a pretty pricey treat!
I was bragging here a few days ago that I had gotten all of our Christmas cards/invitations addressed, but then they got left in the Squire’s car and not mailed. However, this was a blessing in disguise! When The Squire set up to send out a blanket email to the folks at church, he asked me if I had decided to only have the Open House for two hours instead of the usual four.
“Say what?”
“Well, you have it listed as 2 until 4. We normally do it from 2 until 6.”
So – we had to pry open every single card and make the correction by hand, then try to reseal the envelopes.
I hate when that happens.
All Creatures Great and Small
1 DecBlazer and I went out yesterday evening to feed the “back yard folks” – mostly raccoons, foxes and an occasional opossum.
First, we surprised a great blue heron down in the stream. These are the most ungainly of all God’s creatures. On a good day they look as if they’ll never get airborne, and when you catch them between the steep banks of a creek, it is even more unlikely that they will manage to reach any sort of altitude. And I somehow doubt the dog barking his head off helped one bit. Much thrashing about and squawking. I swear that bird was cursing up on side and down the other.
And then we were startled – a mutual deal – by a small herd of deer bolting off in all directions. They were grazing in the right-of-way behind the barn, and several of them went crashing into the woods while two high-tailed it down the bank and up the other side of the stream.
High-tailed. And that’s where that expression came from!
Blazer, poor bozo, didn’t know which way to dart. He was quite disappointed that none of his new friends were willing to come back and play, no matter how much he begged.
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