Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Me and my mama had been hearing bumping and scratching and babies crying in my mama's duct work. We thought it was mice again, or something worse, there is no telling when you live in the mountains and the woods. We had the duct work cleaned, my dad looked under the house and didn't see anything. So two days ago I heard the noises, I got brave, and I opened the vent and looked inside, and what did I see? I cat tail and a grey cat paw trying to get in the vent. So yesterday, me, my mama, and my aunt pulled the flashing out of the vent and lo and behold, behind it was a grey mama cat and 5 of the cutest little blue eyed babies you have ever seen!! The mama would not come out until we got all the babies and then she came out and left and never came back, I guess she was tired and stressed out and knew they would be alright. So, last night we fed them with a dropper, and took them to the no kill humane society here. I have to say I got very attached, but I don't think it would work well to have a cat and a litter box in a 25 foot camper! They sure are cute and sweet! But what baby isn't cute?
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
For some reason I have had snakes on my mind. I am deathly afraid of them, most people say that, but I really mean it, when I see one my throat will close up, I freeze, and I can not breath or think rationally. So I looked up Copper Heads on the internet, because I wanted to know more about them since we live in the woods and copper heads are very common around here in our mountains. So I found a website you all should really check out, I learned a lot. www.copperhead-snakes.com It tells you everything you need to know. And while we are on the subject of snakes, does anyone know of a good way to get rid of them or keep them away? I am even more worried about it now that I have chickens.
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Since I don't have much to talk about right now, I thought I would post some pictures I have taken around where I live.
Below, is a picture of triple falls, in Dupont State Park about 40 min. from my home.
This next one, is a picture I took looking over the bridge that crosses the French broad river, into the beautiful small town of Marshall, called " jewel of the blue ridge". I grew up here on a farm deep in the Appalachian mountains.
God Bless all! I will post more pics later.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Well it has been a long time since I posted anything, I guess cause there's not much going on here, it's been to dog gone cold to get anything done!! But I did want to share a bit of interesting info with ya. My mama bought a big bunch of water cress, which is a lot like arugula, we eat it in salads, bu it is a bit spicier than arugula, anyway, she bought a bunch of it at our local grocery store with the roots still on it, around here they call it living greens. Well, just as an experiment she planted the roots in a pot outside and watered them, after we ate the greens off it, and about 3 weeks later she had a whole new bunch of water cress!! We ate that, and it has grown full 2 more times, and its still growing! And not only is it good, but its also very pretty! So I am gonna go get some of my fave lettuce they have at our grocery store, its called boston bibb, and see if I can't grow it a few times! We normally grow our own lettuce and greens, but the living lettuce at our store is from around here so I figure it can't hurt! Have a blessed week y'all!
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- I live in the mountains of Western North Carolina, in a little camper, with my husband and family. We are trying to become self sufficient and live off the land. I am sick of all the sad news on TV, the economy, and the evil world we live in, so we are trying to make things as simple as possible and get back to the basics. I think if everyone did that, and had faith in God the world might be a better place. Follow along, as we live life in our little tin can, and try to make it a home, while learning to homestead.