Although today has been cool with a high temp of 46°, it was a sun shiny day. My time might have been better spent tilling up the six raised beds that Papa Pea spread compost on yesterday. Instead I was inside all day getting some other things done.
Because tomorrow is stacking up to be busy, and Monday is my regular laundry and ironing day, I did those two things today and checked them off the list.
Each year at Halloween and Christmas time, Chicken Mama (aka our daughter) gathers together six kiddies she's been a nanny for in the past and at the present time, ages ranging from 3 to 13, and they have a wild and
messy fun time decorating sugar cookies.
I'm the official cookie baker, providing the naked sugar cookies, Chicken Mama makes the frostings and provides other decorations. This year the event will take place this coming Thursday after school. Not wanting to be up until midnight (I'd never make it) on Wednesday night, I got the double batch of cookies made and baked today. Now they're stashed in the freezer until they're needed on Thursday.
I've had a hankering for a grilled cheese sandwich on Poppy Seed Bread. For a couple of weeks now this has been calling to my taste buds so today I baked a loaf of the bread.
The end piece I
Oh! And one other thing (that was no accomplishment of mine), one of the new chickens just presented us with our first pullet egg! Normally, if we have to order chicks from a hatchery, we specify their arrival late in the spring/early summer because of lack of our warm weather before then. However, our first batch of chicks arrived (unexpectedly) earlier than we really wanted this spring. Papa Pea set them up in a snug little brooder house with heat lamp and they all made it just fine. It was one of those chicks (now nearly grown) that gave us the egg. All in all, we're very happy to know we won't have to wait until the first of the year to have a good quantity of fresh eggs again.
If all goes well tomorrow, I may be able to get at those newly composted beds I avoided today. Funny thing. When I'm inside, none of my list of outside tasks gets done. And when I'm outside . . . well, you know.