Monday, May 21, 2012

A Week Later

Thank you all for your comments and prayers for my sister Kathleen.  She is still with us... and remaining about the same... though we had a very bad day last Tuesday.  The family gathered to say goodbye, but she pulled through that crisis and continues on.  Her cancer is so far advanced that at this point, it would be a miracle for a cure to be had.  She is at home, a shadow of herself, but still with us for a while longer.

So, after four days of nursing duty, Keith and I took an evening to go to our first T Bones game of the year.  The T Bones are an independent league ball team, that plays in a stadium about ten miles straight down the road from us.  This year we bought all Saturday night tickets, but for an extra 25.00, we got our same good seats for five extra games. 

Unfortunately, our team is almost totally new... we recognized only 4 players from last season, and three of those were pitchers, whom we don't get to know all that well.

Batter up!
The first pitch of the new season goes out.  The two teams looked almost alike, uniform-wise.. the T Bones, in their tenth season, have changed from their maroon jerseys and striped pants to black jerseys (with maroon numbers) and white pants. 
Unfortunately, we lost.  However, Frank White, formerly of the Royals, is now our first base coach, and tonight, we saw improvement already. 
This was the first of our extra five games.

Keith is on vacation this week, so yesterday afternoon he made something for me.

I separated the standard chicks from the bantams last night, remembering the chick who died in the stampede last week.  The standard chicks had become 2 1/2 times as big as the banties.
Two of the bantams that were born in the Brinsea appear to be either purebred or half-bred mille fleur, and are heavily booted.  I am trying to figure out how to get this little group established with Fancy and April, the two grown porcelains.  It's going to take another pen... and I'm still working on that problem.

Here are the Turkettes tonight up on their doghouse roost.  Clarabelle has a terrible time trying to fly down in the morning.  They really need a proper roost, since they can't fly up to join Jackson on the top of the little henhouse.

We came home at the top of the fifth, it was downright chilly at the ballpark!


  1. Glad you are having some fun. Mary G.

  2. I am so sorry to hear about your sister. Spending time with a loved one who is nearing death is so draining, but worth it.

    Your countdown to retirement clock cracks me up... in seconds even!

  3. I admire your strength and feel for your family. Glad you've got something thats fun and a distraction right now. This is such a tough time. And Yes, I LOVE that countdown to retirement. I'll have to get that on my blog someday!!
    Take Care!

  4. Take care, you know I'm thinking of ya'll.

    Those silly turkeys.

    Keith is one of those great keepers.

  5. Blessings and prayers for you, your sister and your family!


  6. Glad you got some R&R in this stressful time.


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