tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84220116751402978632011-07-08T09:04:59.633-07:00Margiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257327662481838491noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422011675140297863.post-37102865211498245072009-10-23T16:30:00.000-07:002009-10-23T16:37:53.227-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v5Ao2b4XnjU/SuI-PTZqCuI/AAAAAAAABWY/PF4z9wAMlGc/s1600-h/10-21-2009+002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v5Ao2b4XnjU/SuI-PTZqCuI/AAAAAAAABWY/PF4z9wAMlGc/s320/10-21-2009+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395943736170121954" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5Ao2b4XnjU/SuI-OzANsbI/AAAAAAAABWQ/HT1w-P4DQx0/s1600-h/10-20-2009+006.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5Ao2b4XnjU/SuI-OzANsbI/AAAAAAAABWQ/HT1w-P4DQx0/s320/10-20-2009+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395943727473471922" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v5Ao2b4XnjU/SuI-Og-4XlI/AAAAAAAABWI/wjP4IzxEGGc/s1600-h/10-20-2009+003.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v5Ao2b4XnjU/SuI-Og-4XlI/AAAAAAAABWI/wjP4IzxEGGc/s320/10-20-2009+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395943722636041810" /></a><br />And with it my seemingly "left behind" when I moved away from Illinois allergies! I am looking forward to a good hard frost, and the demise of 10 million Asian Lady Beetles. <br /><br />I have been taking care of my cousing MarySue's Chickens this week, I can't wait till spring when Mother and I have chickes of our own. There is just something about chickens, other than the eggs and meat, that is wonderful. I could sit and watch the girls all day, they talk to each other, they talk to me, they talk just to be talking!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422011675140297863-3710286521149824507?l=bodyfamilyfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Margiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257327662481838491noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422011675140297863.post-4045725620584051972009-09-23T10:51:00.000-07:002009-09-23T11:20:23.457-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v5Ao2b4XnjU/SrpkABAaw8I/AAAAAAAABHQ/tKfzImlMF34/s1600-h/8-30-2009+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384726255907816386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v5Ao2b4XnjU/SrpkABAaw8I/AAAAAAAABHQ/tKfzImlMF34/s320/8-30-2009+007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I start my new job tomorrow! I will be a baker at a local grocery store, part-time. I can't mention the name of the store because I signed something that said I can't "blog" about my work there, weird! </div><div></div><br /><div>I am happy to be baking again and out the the horrible gas station in town. I will also be working harvest at the grain elevator in town on my days off from the store...busy girl!</div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div><br />Here is a pic of my cousin MarySue's rooster (Buff Orpington), she has another almost just like him, but a little younger that I think I am going to try to talk her out of!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422011675140297863-404572562058405197?l=bodyfamilyfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Margiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257327662481838491noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422011675140297863.post-59398442334674676142009-09-20T09:16:00.001-07:002009-09-20T09:18:50.280-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v5Ao2b4XnjU/SrZV180o2PI/AAAAAAAABEs/QDd7EbsK6l0/s1600-h/09-03-2009+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383584789916342514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v5Ao2b4XnjU/SrZV180o2PI/AAAAAAAABEs/QDd7EbsK6l0/s320/09-03-2009+014.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Phoebe has adjusted well to farm life, she still barks at the cows now and then and runs through Mother's garden, but all in all she seems pretty happy!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422011675140297863-5939844233467467614?l=bodyfamilyfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Margiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257327662481838491noreply@blogger.com0