Hope

 When things in life start to weigh you down. Depression starts to creep in. You sometimes want to throw in the towel and give up. Till you are reminded hope is the answer. If you loose hope of a better tomorrow, you become trapped in doom and gloom.

I know once things start to go wrong in your mind. It becomes an avalanche. One thing after another. You let them become a tornado. Sometimes it is like quicksand. But all you need is a helping hand.  It can be as easy as reminding yourself. (There is always hope.)

This issue of today can go away. It may not be the way you want it too. But everything in this life is temporary. We just need to be strong enough to start over. Every minute and every day is a new start. Take a deep breath and start over. 

Photo of  a sever storm that came and went with no harm caused.

Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play.

Potato onions

 I received a wonderful gift in the mail yesterday, My friend (D.....) sent me some of her father in-laws potato onions. She said they were yellow onions with a strong flavor. The are definitely, multiplier onions.   Where with normal onions, you plant 1 bulb, you get 1 onion. Multiplier and potato onions (you plant 1 bulb and it splits up into many onions.)

You may ask, What is a potato onion?
The original onions our ancestors grew were potato onions.
They are not uniform is size or shape. They have been passed down from parents to kids many times. They are becoming lost to the world of food.Because, everyone wants perfect uniform looking veggies. So onions have been bred for size shape and taste. This is the price we pay for commercial produce.  We loose the old world heirloom foods. I am so lucky to be given this gift.

She told me "My father in law brought them to Indiana from Kentucky where they were growing wild on a property, they had years ago."

So for now. I am going to call them (The Holland family potato onion) Because he discovered this one.It is not like any other I have been looking at online.

She also included Gladiola bulbs

These seem to grow in groups of 3

Not sure if paper is brown or red

 I wonder if this could be the red potato onion?
Please let me know if you have seen this variety before.
Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play.

Yokies parents.

 Hi, everyone. I am so happy to say, "We know who Yokies parents are now.

 Yokie has developed enough feathers to see his dad is this  red pyle rooster on the left. His mom is one of the two blue Cochin frizzle hens. (They look look black with a light undertone)
Note: Both of his parents live in Georgia. Yokie was shipped to me as a egg to hatch.

Yokies baby (Tux) may turn out to be a blue frizzle, getting the color from Yokies mom.

Yokie has a few blue feathers. His rust red, orange color feathers can be called gold. But basically Yokie is a red, white and blue Calico Frizzle. LOL
It is so nice to see the family history of your pet chicken. Now anyone who gets one of Yokie and Willows chicks can look on this post and see there family tree.

 Willows is a Partridge Silkie. only 2 of the 5 chicks look like her.

Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play.

Raising Silkie chickens

 It was a really nice day today. Willow took her little one named Tux out to teach him how the scratch the ground and find things to eat.

Tux seems so small compared to the others

Willow and Tux enjoyed some time soaking up the sun's rays.

Yokie is so full of color now.

It is hard to believe he was there size not long ago. 

 Yokie was born on May 31, 2015. And now he is a dad. That was quick.

 The other 4 are growing up fast too

This is Fedora the oldest. 

The 2 white one look like puff balls, with bloomers. 

And Parker is still the runt. It kinda looks like Fedora a bit.

They are all so much fun.

Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play.

Being irresponsible

I use to dislike people who were being irresponsible. I like to be able to count on people doing what they say. I like honest caring responsible people. But days like today. I wish I was a kid again. I do not want to be in control of everything.

I wish I was a kid with a mom to cook, clean etc. A dad to fix everything. But, I became a mom who did it all. I could fix things, along with etc.

Today the steam carpet cleaner will not squirt out water. It has to be in the hose. I let hubby, try to look at it and he insisted on something not wrong with it. He would not listen to what I said is the issue. He went to bed. So I have to take this apart if my hands will let me. And see if I can fix it. . The plastic tubing they use for things like this, will collapse.  That keeps water from flowing. I thought about using the air compressor to blow out the line.

Yet, I sit here and procrastinate.  I need to do this and that. And yet, I type and type. Vent and vent in silence.  I do nothing. So I sit here writing.

All along my mind is saying. Grrr. I want to be a kid again. I want someone to take care of me. I want to have fun and play on the computer like my grand kids do. LOL. I am thinking/writing out loud!

OK, this did not get anything done in my house, But it made me laugh. Or at least smile.
Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play.