Did You Ever Imagine?...

This is what I said to my daughter last Sat night, while she was watching a chicken egg hatch on her kitchen counter. Incubating a chicken egg had never crossed either of our minds, as something we might do. This all started with Poppa taking her two daughters to see horses at his friend Mike's. After seeing the horses, Mike wanted them to see his other farm animals. While looking at the chickens, Mike pulled out a couple of eggs from a hen and handed each girl one and suggested that they make scrambled eggs. Poppa, bless him, suggested that they hatch them. That was all the girls had to hear! This was the best thing ever and you can imagine the "Please, Mom, please, please." So, back to the city and the Internet and you tube and research and before you know it there is a bowl with a lamp (for heat) and jars with water (for humidity) and it is all sitting on her kitchen counter. So for 21 days they turned these eggs 3 times per day, loved on them and "candled" them and waited, quite patiently, for something to happen. Finally, last Sat. night one arrived. Sadly, the other egg didn't thrive. But the girls were greeted by one little chicken Sunday morning and was immediately named, Clarabelle! So much for putting it on Craigslist the day it hatched! So, now the new plan is to keep it for awhile, maybe 6 to 8 weeks, and then it has to go...especially, if it turns out to be Chuckybell!
Now for my "never did I ever imagine" experience. I always thought that we would babysit grandchildren or take care of feeding dogs or cats while the grandchildren were away...But...Yep! You guessed it! We're babysitting Clarabelle while the family is on vacation. The girls and their Mom came to visit this week and the girls said to me that their Mom said that they had to ask me. Actually "Sweet talk " me was the way they put it. What a hilarious proposition! They were so cute and so sincere. They had me at "Would you please, Grandma?" So, next week, we'll have a chicken, in a box, with a light, in our garage. Should be interesting...to say the least!

Life is so very interesting! As always...
Healthy Days to You...Your Smiling Maven

Genes or Jeans?

We drove into our daughter’s yard the other day and she was gardening. The first thing that came to my mind was how proud her Grandmother would have been. What a wonderful legacy, Mom. Your granddaughter did learn quite a bit while spending all those hours with you. Her disposition is more like her Grandmother’s, also. Thank goodness!!! She didn’t have on a hat, as her Grandmother almost always did, but the jeans and gloves were very familiar as well as the body language. She has planted a mixture of annuals and perennials, plus trees and flowering shrubs. Of course the towering evergreens, that were already there, make quite an impact, too. So, that’s the first thing that I said to her. She said that she had been thinking a lot about Grandma, also, and telling the girls the things that she remembers from all the time in Grandma’s garden. Remember foxglove fingers? Well, now her girls know about them, too. It’s very interesting the things that get passed on. I guess we never know when we’ll make an impression on someone. Mom had joy, flowers, God and unceasing love for her children. The order of importance would depend on the day. However, her love for us was never in last place!

I hope you all have a wonderful Holiday Weekend. Flags, fireworks and the Consitution!

As Always, Healthy Days to You...Your smiling Maven