Glorious Saturday
Oh, Saturday. How I love you! I swoon with love for you!
Any day that starts with an extra hour of delicious morning sleep is tops. Why does morning sleep feel better than any other sleep?
My day started with coffee and some new window stars. Both of these are first attempts at new patterns. The red flower was tough because I had to trim my small 6 1/4 inch square kite paper into teeny-tiny rectangles with a particular height-to-width proportion. Like, with MATH.
It would have been easier with bigger paper, as the instructions call for. But I’m happy with the result. See the little red star in the middle?
The pink one with the open center is kind of a showstopper, I think.
This little darling accidentally flew into our window today. She stunned herself pretty badly, and allowed Ian to pick her up and place her into this tree. At first her eyes were closed and her eyelids were kind of twitchy. Later on, she was like this, eyes open but not ready to fly away. Then, she was gone. I hope she’s OK now. She might be a goldfinch, but I’m not sure.
We have four two-day-old chicks in our home again. Here they are at one day old. We got two Black Sex-Link chicks (who are certain to be female because the male chicks look different at hatching) and two Silver Laced Wyandotts. At first I was sure I’d play it safe and get four Black Sex-Link chicks to guarantee we were getting females, but then the Silver Laced Wyandotts wooed me with their gorgeous adult plumage and I succumbed to temptation. Let’s all hope together that they’ll turn out to be hens, OK?
The chicks are much more sturdy on their pins now. Lucas is enjoying them a lot. We are debating about their names. Ian wants to name them after sci-fi space princesses. Lucas is in favor of Norse goddess names, although he also likes the idea of calling them Bear, Raven, Duck, and Chipmunk because, well, that’s funny. Asher seems to want to keep with the theme of nature oriented names like our other hens. He has thoughtfully suggested Moon, Star, Rain, and Tornado.
My garden is coming alive again in small ways.
This new forsythia was allegedly a flowering quince when I bought it and planted it late last spring. I’m not sad because it’s gorgeous.
Asher received his first lessons in chess today. My heart skipped a beat when I saw this. Is he really old enough to start learning chess?
Lucas practiced piano and cleaned his room today. We also went to the library and got him his own library card.
And although I don’t yet have a photo, I spent some time today painting my kitchen door turquoise. I’ve been wanting to paint this door for twelve years now. Ridiculous, but true. And why turquoise? Well, why ever not?
We had yummy French onion soup and steak and asparagus for dinner. We read leprechaun stories at bedtime.
Life is good. I love Saturdays.
