A word of thanks

Occasionally, much too often, I have occasion to be disappointed in people. Sometimes I find people, (FRIENDS!) that have never learned how to say THANK YOU!. Sometimes (not always) it involves something that I have put forth a great effort to do something for a person and surprise of all surprises!! there is no thank you.

I tell you all that to show you a very tiny thing that I do for a very small thank you for something nice someone has done for me. This morning I told you about the chickens someone gave Becky. I took a small gift bag to the lady who offered the chickens. In it were four pot holders that I had made. I keep one in the making all the time. I very seldom throw away anything. When I am knitting or crocheting, if there is a small strand of yarn that is at least 3" or longer I tie it onto the potholder I am making. It is a fun thing to do because it is a mind numbing thing to do when I don't want to think and it takes no finishing because all the ends and knots are tucked inside and never seen. (Makes more padding for the potholder)

The first picture is the beginning of the potholder. You just crochet a chain as long as you want the pot holder to be square and then single crochet all around and around and around...you get the idea. Don't add any stitches to the ends, just keep going around.


Pretty soon the piece will begin to cup (turn into a boat.


When the sides of the boat meet each other you sew or crochet the sides together and VOILA! you have a potholder.

Caretaker Me

I am now the caretaker of 1 rooster, 3 chickens and a baby chick! I didn't set about to acquire chickens. Last Sunday, after church, I was chatting with some people I had not met (other people knew them, they came to church years ago before I moved here), one thing led to another and the lady ask me if my small time farmer daughter wanted more chickens and I replied YES! Yesterday my daugher and I went to their house in Becky's convertible truck to bring home the chickens. You have to know that I call her truck a convertible because it is a small old pickup truck that has no AC and in the summer one must go everywhere with the windows open to keep from getting cooked! At any rate, on the way home we decided to put the chickens in my garden. I have grown dis-interested in my garden because it is pretty well overtaken with bermuda grass and is much too hot for me to care to go out there and tend the garden. I have a completely enclosed 2000 sq. ft. garden to keep out the larger preditors like little Kit foxes, coyotes and wild rabbits, then it is covered around and overhead with a web of netting to keep the birds away from my tomatoes, etc. It is a good place for the new chickens for it will keep the long time chickens of Becky's from "beating up" on the new kids on the block. Chickens are mean beings and will peck the new ones unmercifully. Also, the garden space will keep the hawks away from the new chickens (she has a dog to keep the hawks away from the chickens over there). There is so much for the chickens to eat in my garden I am not sure if and when she will have to feed them. That will be up to her. The bugs are plentiful, there are cherry tomatoes and some nice new bean plants they are welcome (and will) to eat. I think I am responsible to keep them in water. One drawback to having the chickens in my garden: How will we ever find the eggs they are bound to lay???? It may prove to be a continual Easter egg hunt for the grand kids!!