In Which I Respectfully Disregard My Sister's Advice

     So, when I asked Maura how on earth I was supposed to catch up on my blog news, she said, "Well, you know those posts you do when you jam together everything that happens during the month?"

Jam together?  

 I said, "You mean, like, the collages?"

     "Yeah.  Maybe...don't do any of those."

Well, it looks like I'm just too behind to take that advice.  Get ready for some "jamming together."

I'll start with the worms.

Okay, they're really called Black Soldier Fly larvae. 

     I started raising them last year...in a sad looking little bin that I fabricated myself (hence the "sad" part).  But this month, Daddy built a great new worm (ahem...I mean, larvae) bin using an old stainless steel sink.  Although there are still a few tweaks he wants to make, it's working pretty well.

 Here's an up-close and personal picture of the larvae.  And they're not all that gross-looking. They're kinda cute, actually...

...okay, maybe "cute" is the wrong word.

Cute or not, the hens love'em.

 Here's a look at the new field, complete now with gates!  With the First, Second, Third, and Fourth fields stretching beside it, we've decided to creatively christen this one "Fifth Field."

 

 Here's a picture of the Fifth Field's retaining wall -  our anti-erosion mission involving old telephone pole segments, tee posts, and Mamaw's daylilies.

Here's Maura, putting a cover on her new mattress, while Katie (off-screen) reads Henry and the Great Society aloud.  Great book so far, BTW.

 

 And here's Maura's couch recovering project.  She's really been into sewing lately.

Here's our new pup.  Great Pyrenees. 

This is just a pretty sunset photo Katie took while we were walking.

Here's another one...

 Peanut harvest! The smell was sooo glorious that afternoon.

 Last random photo...promise.

 This one doesn't count.

You've finished my jammed-together post!  High five!

Yours,

callie

Who Came for Lunch and What Ensued

In short...

  The E's came to visit and we had lots of fun eating sloppy joes, sandwiches, and pear cobbler, riding Hylla, climbing the magnolia, and playing a (very ametuer) game of volleyball until the cows called them home.

The Thinkers.  

Emori: "Which came first..."

Eric: "...the pear or the cobbler?"

Saddling up Hylla

"Aye, but dinna the lad set his mount like a true scotsmon?"

Evie astride the ethereal (and very sweaty...ahem, glowing, that is) white mare.

Ezra and Emily.

Maura: "There's only one right way to water a horse with a hose.  And you've got'er down."

Raccoons in the magnolia

Portrait of Edith

Portrait of Eric

We enjoyed it, E's!

Yours,

Callie

Inspired (kinda)

Okay, if you seek inspiration on how to become the tardiest blogger in cyberspace, feel free to take notes from a pro.

Got a pen?

First things first...

A) ...when blogging time comes, you'll need to shrug and say "I'll blog later," then spend your blog time either painting, writing, staring at a blank word document...or all of the above.

B) You'll need to be too lazy to take or upload pictures...and

C) ...when you finally upload bloggable (is that a word?) pictures, you'll need to dislike them so intensely that you dump the potential post.  Then,

D) if you've successfully let an entire month slip past since your last post, then you can consider starting a new post. 

 Maybe make that post be about what a tardy blogger you are.  

     

Whew, I'm inspired.  You?