Good morning to you wonderful and most beautiful humans, may this day grace you with the joy you need. The world is crazy and the sun still rises, the night is everso dark and filled with the unknown. With the day reaching high noon, the times must be focused on as I am running out of daytime to get things done. Soon the day will be rushed and I cannot have that. Rushed days lead to a very crappy production of every thing and I would not like that. That is just how the day must go.

As I disapeared without you noticing I have gotten the dishes done and such. I have to move onto getting the floors cleaned and another chapter read online and then who knows, I am a busy body today. Oh oh we got a kitty inside to see how she will do when she is inside. Step father loves this kitty and I shall get pictures later. She is a drama queen and makes every moment about her that she can.

So from the north comes more snow and rain, from the south the warm air begins to melt the ground. Spring is ariving and I have much to think about and do. I have alot to think about and plan, from gardens to making a pen for about 50 chickens for the summer. That way I can build up a store of chicken eggs and make sure they are good to go. I also want to have about 100 chickens frozen and ready to go in the ice cube box. So with that I have so much to do that I am excited to get done.

So that and thinking I might make a turkey farm, Just to have a veritable types of meat for the winter. I also have to take a trip into the deep woods to get some meat. We have wild boars and such around here. So haveing some of the boar meat and see if I can find a wild cow. Yeah they kinda sort exist here. What happened is years back a farmer died, he had a farm of about 200 cows. So when he passed the cows broke out, and now have breed into a wildish type cow. I think there is about 500 to 800 in the area. (over 600 acres). So I have alot to do, gotta keep the family going one way or another.

I have to depart and get more and more done. If not, the world I live in will begin to crumble. That is not a good thing, as the falling stones can crush us.

Until Later

Much Love

Your Friendly Ginger From The Woods.