Goodmorning you beautiful creations of life, I do hope this day is treating you well. For the day is never ending when it comes to thinking how and the amount of jobs to be done. This morning I am off to get some work done on a sheep trailer. Just a feed/shade and water trailer, that way when they are back in the feilds they have everything they need. I am also trying my best to get things cought up around the house. So much to be done and never enough time in the day.

What else is going on this day, Oh I have to look up the best meat hen mix so I have goten silkies and blue mountains to mix breed and have very meaty chickens. Just want to be happy with the chickens but have them not die from heart attacks from growing too quick. So that is what we have done to chicken breeds. Gotten one so aggressivly growing that the hearts cannot take it. That is kinda messed up, but we are that way with most things. We make them to our needs and not concider the things that can happen.

Ohhh I cant wait for morning coffee, It is my life line to the concious world. Coffee is the best thing ever, it is the best finding in the human world. It gives me the will to live and make sure that things get done. I want to get the day started so I can not fall into the daze of the non movement. If I wake up eirly I dont like sitting around because I fall back asleep and then the whole day is messed up. I get stuck in a fade of wakefullness and a stuck in a haze that I can barely function. Such a crazy thing the human body.

As traveling to town is the one thing that must be done before I get to the place I have to go and each time I come to town, The smell in horendous. Like death and decay of nature is the strongest in the city. As if nature is rotting under the concrete and the gases is leaking up into the air. One day it will be noticed by all and then we will see if the world decideds to speak, or the world just wimpers as it waits for its death and then it will know that the rest of the world will follow in is lead. I think that is the most disearving, to be so oblivious is such a heartach.

I must depart for the day calls me.

Much Love

Your Friendly Ginger From The Woods