Hanging Out With Ezekiel Again

 While the alarm clock went to blaring around 4 this morning;

the day didn't start the way we planned.  

I had an appt scheduled at 8:30 a.m. in Little Rock- 

but it just didn't happen. 

I guess it started with the chills yesterday-

First clue was it being 70 degrees in the house yet

layers kept getting pulled on- ....tshirt, long sleeve carhartt, ...fuzzy hoodie, ... along with thick socks

and the warm Ugg- "look alikes"  boots too.  

Myguy's been sick as well and my guess is 

he "shared."   Sore throat, nausea,

hackin, sputtering, sore throat, sore throat, sore throat,  crud.  

When that alarm went off at 4... it took no time at all to realize

it just wasn't happening today.  I felt so bad calling and canceling but some days

 plans change.  I hope this stuff doesn't last very long.  Our little Aly

missed school yesterday too not feeling well.  She came by and laid on our couch

for abit.  Her Momma  has felt puny too  so I guess there's a bug goin around.  

After sleeping in awhile, 

Ezekiel and I had a cup of Black silk  together. Loved in my read-thru this morning that in chapter 18:31 it said, 

"Cast away from you all the transgressions which you have committed, and get yourselves a new heart and a new spirit.  For why should you die, O house of Israel?  For I have no pleasure in the death of one who dies," says the Lord God.  "Therefore turn and live!"  

Funny how certain passages unexpectedly jump out at ya sometimes.  Sometimes even single words.

Of course:  get yourselves a new heart and new spirit stood out, but also

turn and live!  I thought of them again while working on my fourth map in the valleys.

Turn..... and live.  I still have sticky notes everywhere... and have yet to put actual ink to this map. 

Feel like I'm still not seeing something fully yet... so for now I'll move on with the day and meanwhile keep 

listening... to what God shows me throughout the day.

 Haven't even been out to check on this girl yet to make

sure she's still in our pasture.  

On the 16th Myguy came to me and  said, 

 "Guess what?"

"The neighbors stud is in our back pasture

 with your horse Gracie."

Oh man!!  I so did not want her to get pregnant again.

This is him- "Comanche."

   

He lives next door and is ... well; he's all stallion.  

Didn't plan on this happening either.  

But it did.  

That day's plans were again changed after finding 

 a wooden post down on the ground as well as several feet of barb wire fence-

Half of the day was then spent fixin fence.  Myguy had to be elsewhere so our fence has this

 unique new look to it now- 

Suffice to say... (I'm not a "pretty"  fence fixer like Myguy)  haha    

After draggin olde bent and rusty cattle panels out there and 

wiring it up like Fort Knox......  I then discovered doing chores that

one of my two turkeys was layin dead in the coop.  

 Have no idea what happened to her ... she seemed just fine the day before.

That too was unexpected... 

I know someone may be thinking how "small" all this is.

And to a point it is.  I know that big things ... and bad things .. happen all day long everywhere... 

but I'm thinking about even the little everyday moments of life ...

Moment to moment... something is happening everywhere with dots connecting.

The day I realized it most profound was once when I was out walking in our woods

along a moving creek.  I was walking forward one way, and noticed the water in the creek running the opposite way...

the wind was blowing my hair, and leaves falling and swirling.  Looking up.. even clouds were going in different directions.  All this stuff happening all at the same time.  Then when you think about it happening everywhere... something moving... all over... and people- billions of them all over the place... and see what I mean?  So with that in mind... that's if your head didn't just explode like mine almost did... - that is where I am.

And so chicklets matter... and the wind matters... and all of you... you matter.

 

  Back to the farm here...  this was in miniscule  going on in a little chicken coop,

and out in a  back pasture... and right here... at those moments.  Lots more too

that I didn't write about... coz I don't know enough words... or have a clue how to

share the bigness of all the smallness. 

 

Breath.....--- Sharing photos on facebook with my group of friends...one day a gal

commented that she loved our mille fleurs and sure wished 

she could find some.  I told her I'd pen the rooster and hens up and see what 

happens and if they had any babies.. I'd love for her to have them.  

Well this little Momma jumped on a nest of the eggs and 21 days later like clockwork, 

hatched out 

5

tiny Mille Fleur chicklets... born right on Easter day.  She hatched them in her nest inside the vintage watercan filled with straw and 

even got them out on the ground by herself. 

Two days later one  had died... but the rest so far seem to be thriving.

I haven't mentioned any of this  to the gal  yet... 

Guess I'm waiting not wanting her to be disappointed if something goes haywire

somewhere along the way.  But so far... so good.  I hope to surprise her with four pokee dotted 

chicklets in a few short weeks.  I don't know her real well... but hope it all works

out where one day... I can meet her and connect another new dot... 

even through polka dotted chickys.  

 A couple days ago a friend stopped in and we dug 

a mess of  extra blackberry suckers that popped up. Years ago, an older  lady-dot  from our church once gave me my start of them.  They're thornless and make huge, juicy berries.  When we built the greenhouse last year, a whole row of them had to get transplanted and they just keep popping back up next to the shed now.  Hope they do just as well for my friend dot too.  When she pulled up to my garden and got out of her truck, she even had brought her own shovel.  (grin)  That just tickles me.  Enjoyed our visit so much  and we walked around the gardens and dug

a few other plants that she didn't have growing at her house.  Oxalis, violets, vinca, and a few others as well as some seeds to share- zinnias, and fennel. 

To my delight she surprised me with this pot of Lantana.   

It's the black pot of flowers.

There's a shrub of Lantana in downtown Clarksville that I've often admired..

 that this is an actual start from!

Still haven't figured out where to put it yet.  

Somewhere safe and special! 

I wonder how many others have cut and planted

starts from that 30 year old bush downtown.  

I wonder what connections could  have happened?

Or still will?

 My friend; she also brought me a gift of these

"Ruby" Bells.  

She remembered that my Grandma's name is Ruby 

so she picked this up at a garden center for me.

{{talk about a heart hug}}

!!!!!!

It's so much fun sharing plants and seeds with friends

isn't it?!!!  Love it!

While she was here we connected so deep 

in friendship.  Something we both

treasure in one another and I give

thanks for her.  She's been a very unique  gift

in the twenty some years I've known her. 

 So these are all some things I need to get planted this week.

Lantana, and Ruby Bells, ... this new pot of Weigela,  and to keep growing uP my new heart

and spirit as well.  

It's warming up now.

We had storms roll through yesterday watering everything beautifully.

Gonna go see what new things have popped up.

Don't figure the birds or rabbits can catch this crud.

I hope to find a  couple new Mommas have  taken up residence in

Myguy's old boots.  

After all... you just never know....

Heart,

Lea