It was 30 here today, but felt much colder. I had to get out to do a few errands, and I told Keith when he got home from work that it felt like the cold was biting at me. He agreed, and put on a sweatshirt under his Carhartt to do a few things out in the yard and run an errand. I went out later to finish up after dark, and I swear it was ten degrees colder, and the wind blowing... but the thermometer says it is still 27. It's snowing, though.
Keith is out sorting out the feed sacks as I type this. I paid attention at the feed store, as someone was in front of me asking about hay. It was Friday, and they still had hay! Brome is still 9.00 a bale. They also had orchard grass and alfalfa, and I did not hear the prices.
I found a receipt from the same mill, Valley Feed and Supply Co., in Bonner Springs, Kansas, for some feed I bought in 1999, on August 21st.
25 pounds of Sunflower Seeds = $ 5.50
20 pounds Scratch = 3.50
50 pounds Quick Grower = 5.50 (I must have still had chicks)
50 pounds Oyster Shell grit = 5.50
50 pounds Wild Bird mix = 7.95
1 Bale Alfalfa Hay = 4.50 (I fed this to my rabbits)
Compare this with today:
100 pounds of Chopped Corn = 22.00 (I use this instead of scratch, a lot of which they left)
50 pounds layer pellets (20%) = 13.10
40 pounds Backyard Blend = 22.99 (This is a wild bird mix
of sunflower, safflower, peanut,
millet, cheaper than trying
to mix my own. I actually
bought 80 pounds.)
I took the tree down today, and will move all the containers out tomorrow. There are still a few things to put away, but the majority is down. I'll leave our Nativity set up until Epiphany, though.
Yesterday, I bought a new dog bed for Ranger, who appears to be unable to get up on it. Someone else figured it out, though.
That's good, because she gave me the stink-eye earlier.
I'm not sure what that was about... do dogs get tired of being photographed like kids do?
Here are Jackson and Rosie, tonight. Helen was on the roost opposite, facing them. Rosie follows Jackson around like his biggest fan. They are lovely turkeys. We should have trained the first Turkettes to roost inside.
This rather disgusting mess was the remains of the roast that I cooked on Christmas Day. The following night, we had roast beef sandwiches. This (above) turned into this: below:
There was a LITTLE bit more meat than what showed above, but not much. It made a very satisfying beef/vegetable/barley soup, and there is enough for me to eat while Keith drives to Council Bluffs tomorrow to take son Brandon and his friend Paige to lunch. I am baking goodies tonight for him to take... an apple crisp, and some cookies. The last of the Christmas fudge is going with him, too.
We did not get to see Bran over Christmas, as he is a working man now.
We want to thank everyone for their loving comments this week. I have had a very bad head cold, and coupled with the sadness we had here on Monday, it has been a long one. Thank you all for your supportive words. I am trying to remember to keep Christmas in my heart.
