And then I ran out screaming like a banshee, clattering a watering can on a broom handle.
He left.
The chickens said thank you.
Then I let the chickens out.
(I'm glad that we don't have next door neighbors.)
Wednesday, November 16, 2016
Whatever Wednesday: A visitor.
Thankfully the chickens were still locked up, so I snapped a few photos.
And then I ran out screaming like a banshee, clattering a watering can on a broom handle.
He left.
The chickens said thank you.
Then I let the chickens out.
(I'm glad that we don't have next door neighbors.)
And then I ran out screaming like a banshee, clattering a watering can on a broom handle.
He left.
The chickens said thank you.
Then I let the chickens out.
(I'm glad that we don't have next door neighbors.)
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2 comments:
I randomly came across your blog a few days ago and have been looking through your archives since. I admire your sewing, It's humble but well executed. I started sewing maybe a year ago and I've had very few things turn out well, How did you learn?
Hi Ellie~
Thank you for you sweet comments! My Mom taught me to sew- maybe I was 4 when I started hand sewing, and 8-10 when I was learning to sew with the machine..so I've been sewing for a while! =)
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