Hello, :)

It's a cold brisk Saturday morning.   I'm glad I have today off, I need to get busy with one of my projects but first let me give you an update on my husband's dad.  

  We drove up to see them last Wednesday, it was only a two hour drive but when you first drive someplace you've never been it always seems to take longer.  :)   The house sits in the middle of nowhere, in the best place ever the country, wow, need I say more?   It is so nice and peaceful that is the first thing we noticed.  The day was lovely, as soon as we walked into the house I just knew I was going to love it, and I did.  The inside is a bit dated, but golly, if we were offered that house I wouldn't hesitate.   We were also greeted by 3 larger than life, golden retrievers and a black lab, thankfully they thought a head of time to keep them in a separate room, where they barked constantly.  woof.   Then, we were escorted to the back bedroom where his dad was seated comfortably in his easy chair, at least he looked like he was comfortable.   We greeted him.  And he knew us.   He is mainly confined to the bedroom,  he needs help to walk to the kitchen to sit down to eat, and so on.   Thankfully, his parents live with their daughter and husband, and their eldest granddaughter and her husband.   I thought it best for my hubby to have more visiting time alone with his dad, so I got to meet with their great grandson, what a happy baby.  I got to hold him, he seemed to take a liking to me right off.   I have that effect on children.  :)    Our visit included lunch, and conversation.    This time, for the first time, I didn't feel left out they included me.   In an earlier post I mentioned that we haven't been that close to his siblings, for whatever reason, ever since we've been married, I wasn't accepted.  This visit was one of forgiveness and joy.   Before we left, they gave us 18 fresh eggs from their hens.   I would say that was a nice parting gift.   I didn't want to mention that I'm not a big fan of eggs, but why spoil the goodness.   ♥

Just a side note,  they told us that as long as we don't wash the eggs, then you don't need to refrigerate.   How is that?!   I asked.  Well the hens lay the eggs with a protective coating.  I'm sorry, but that sounded so strange to me that when we got home I looked it up.   They were right.  I've not ever lived on a farm nor kept chickens, although this time of visiting and breathing in that country air, got my mind to thinking we could get  chicks, a coop and raise those cute birdies into the greatest ever egg laying hens!   I even imagined having a sign outside my house, fresh farm eggs for sale.   Okay, Mary, settle yourself down... you obviously live in a neighborhood where chickens would not be allowed, they would probably be gobbled up by dogs, or raccoons, and hawks.    My sister-in-law said she just loves her chickens, they follow her about the garden.   They sound like miniature puppies.    Well, I don't know if I will ever own any chickens, I would have to move out to a place where we could keep them.   I think I was just in like with the idea, there would have to be so much research first.   I wouldn't know where to begin.  My mother grew up on a small farm back in the day, and she would often tell me about the chickens her family raised.  I can only remember bits and pieces, as I was too little to be really interested in what she was talking about.   Oh, but how I wish she could tell me now what it was like being on a farm.   A much simpler life.   

Well, I must get up from here and get my mind on something crafty.  Hope your weekend is a blessing, I will catch you later.   Thanks for coming by, leave a comment if you wish.

Hugs, Mary