Madder than a Wet Rooster

An unexpected sight greeted Stacia this a.m. in the chicken coop. Phoenix was bleeding.   I checked and sure enough....

The problem with chickens is when they see blood (or red, or something odd) they peck.  And the hens were starting to peck at him.

We took him into the warm garage and cleaned him up. It appears it's frostbite. We didn't see wounds on his neck when we got the blood cleaned up. We were taking the precautions other chicken owners up here take...but his comb and wattles were just to big for these cold temps.

I'm moving my exercise equipment - enough with the
Chickens perching on them. 

That phrase "madder than a wet hen?"  It applies to roosters too. We could tell he needed help as he LET us hold him and wash him without pecking...just tracking with his head and giving me the evil eye.

We put Blu-Kot on him to keep the hens from pecking....and Vaseline as it's supposed to stop frostbite.  We've got him segregated in the garage at this point.

We headed to the coop and gooped up everyone with a comb.

It's sweet that he found Petunia's box (our lame chicken which lives in the garage) almost immediately. He's settled in with her. She doesn't seem inclined to peck him.  He was always very protective of her before we separated her from the riotous hens. He's a good boy.

Stacia spent this cold afternoon working on a sewing project. She's made a cute, wrap around shirt for Annie's birthday. I think I want one.

How cold is it? It was -18* on our way home from Bible Study.  Krista is leading our study on the book of Ruth. It was really fun to participate, rather than lead.

I'm wondering if the cold effects the size of eggs? I mean seriously - what's with THIS one? We thought maybe it was Petunia's first egg....but it came from the coop.

It seems we must have a late bloomer in the coop who has started laying today.

Hard Core Full-Timer

Most of you know Michael & I, along  with 3  Gherkins were full-time RV'ers for 2 years. That is, we LIVED in our trailer (and then an RV) for two years after Michael retired from the Air Force. We loved it and would do it again...may do it again in another season...who knows? 

We came off the road and bought a home when the Gherkin migration to Alaska began. By the end of Summer 2017 eight of our children moved up here. We, of course, joined them. We enjoyed the past two years with adult children moving in with us until they settled in their new homes. We love having Dad with us now. We do at times miss the road.  However, we love our state and we especially love our little niche in the Valley north of Anchorage. 

Full-timing in Alaska is for the hard core adventurer! It's COLD at -15 and -23 (temps in our valley on a recent morning). These folks have a WOOD-STOVE in their trailer....there was smoke coming out of their chimney.....so many concerns on so many levels...but it made us smile,  and fondly remember our time on the road and ingenuity of the  the people we met.

I haven't seen something like this in any other state we visited. 

Another Cold Day

Feeding the chickens and visiting the lasagna beds with compost  had added dimensions of adventure in -11* weather.

I must buy gloves. 

This is the oddest winter. A couple of weeks ago we had the warmest day EVER recorded in December in Anchorage, then we had the biggest snowfall in a 24 hour period in Anchorage, followed by a record-breaking cold day in Anchorage.  All of this after our really WARM record-breaking summer. 

My winter garden...the moose enjoy the lasagna bed

Michael and I drove to Anchorage this a.m. to meet with Bill Welch, the Superintendent of the Alaska Ministry Network (Assembly of God). Michael is contemplating a doctorate and had a few questions about the Assembly of God doctoral programs. He is considering two programs at two other universities, as we thought the Assembly of God Theological Seminary was closed to us.  He's considering various D. Ed or PhD programs. He does NOT want to take any more Hebrew classes.

While in town we met Karen and sold her 12 doz eggs. Meeting in parking lots all over Anchorage to sell eggs - that's us. ::snort::

Nora was ready to be released from the hospital. We were happy to be able to pick her up and drive her home to her family. It was nice to have a bit of time for a leisurely talk. I do think surgery to make it happen may be a bit extreme.

Michael and I  took time for a bite together,  picked up a few groceries and meds for dad, came home and cooked dinner, and then Krista and Nolan headed to Young Adults at the church. The rest of us played a few rounds of Farkle.

Regardless of stories you may hear - Dad does not win every game. ::snort:: 

Sundays are for Worship and Rest

Leon, our worship pastor, kicked off the year by sharing some of my very favorite verses. The focus was "one thing." It was a home run. 

The boys met us at the Grill for lunch. Arielle had asked us to text when we were at home so she, Benny and Kimber could come visit. 

We did. When it's -14* outside Grannie Annie's (Mike's grandma) rocker in front of the wood stove is my favorite place to be. Benny wanted my rocker. I have Great Grandpa Sim's rocker. He was a small man; therefore,  chair is small. It's old, very old. I don't let people sit in it...it holds a pillow in my nook....but it's PERFECT for toddlers. I don't know why I hadn't realized this before.  

Benny & Baachan

 
We sat in our antique rockers, in front of the stove and rocked. Benny loved it. Benny said those magical words again, "Baachan, my loves you." 

As a side note - I dressed today to match my warmest pair of wool/fleece socks! I must go get more of these socks. They were clearanced at Sportsman Warehouse.

Sweet smile

We desperately wanted to watch the Seahawk game. We couldn't find it anywhere...but Michael found some highlight vids that the guys were happy to watch.  GG's feet are to the left - I can't get everyone in, but soon that tree will be gone and GG will be back in his corner. LOL

GG foot, Nolan, Jamin, Josiah, Michael

At some point these guys moved to the multi-purpose room in the basement, formerly CoRielle's kitchen/living room. 

Nolan, Krista, Stacia, Michael

Arielle cut Alex's hair. 

Alex & Arielle

Benny and I played Rock the Boat.

GG was watching news clips on YouTube and finally had enough. I pulled out the play-dough for he, Benny and I....and Arielle and Stacia joined us too. There is something therapeutic about play-dough. Don't you think? 

Benny, my chair LOL, Arielle, Stacia, G Dog

Cory got off work, his family went to meet him. Dad headed to bed.  I candled 12 dozen eggs. The kids played Nolan's new Christmas Game - Forbidden Island.

Alex, Nolan, Krista, Stacia

It appears the next plan is ice cream and something on Netflix. I'm avoiding the ice cream thing by blogging. 

Saturday....

Alex went to work.

I sequestered myself in the study for an hour. 

Everyone else spent a relaxing morning, until.....

The Saturday morning quiet came to an abrupt end! The door slammed open and I KNEW...."Baachan, I'm HERE!!!"

Arielle and Benny came to visit. He played with Dash, Stacia's rabbit. 

Papa handed him a piece of wood on one of his trips to the woodbox...Benny was THRILLED.  "I'm Papa's big helper."

Oh....and Arielle and Kimber were here too! ::snort:: 

I booked my airplane tickets to CA for the Travis Women of the Chapel retreat. Krista bought that bright light - a happy light. LOL 

Nolan picked up Alex and the two of them went bowling  with a couple of guys from church.

Wayne, the original owner of our home stopped by. He and Michael enjoy visiting. 

I got out some old candlesticks and put the advent away. It's time....or so I've been told. 

When the boys got home we had our family gift exchange. I'll get to those photos "soon." 

Legacy, Time...thoughts from Arielle

Arielle said I could share this photo and her thoughts from her private Facebook account. 

Legacy, time. Precious memories fleeting moments. I'm obsessing

over this picture. That elephant lamp in the back is from Liberia and sat in my 2G's house. I loved staring at it while listening to Gma.

That antique coffee table is from grandma/grandpa G's river house and I loved how it sat in their river room and all the stories it held.

My sweet boy making new wonderful memories with his Papa. Learning and enjoying life and growing. Life is so sweet and precious. I cherish these days and am so thankful they're happening. Thankful for the safety and joy of this moment. And praying for all the military families having to say "see you later" to loved ones this week. Y'all are in our prayers and we thank you for all you do.🙏

Christmas Shopping & More

I didn't take a single picture until this evening.

 Dad opted to stay home. Nolan worked. Krista, Stacia and Alex drove in to JBER (Joint Base Elmendorf Richardson). Krista will begin drilling soon as a reserve chaplain with a unit based at JBER and needed to pick up a new uniform she was having readied. 

This left just Michael and I. I spent time studying this a.m. and we went CHRISTMAS SHOPPING around 11:30. This is a great time for Christmas shopping.  Our immediate family gift exchange is Sunday afternoon. By 3:30 we were done with shopping and ready for lunch. 

Michael is actually GOOD at wrapping gifts! I am not. 

Michael suggested Red Robin - always a win. We ran into Ed and Jennifer. Yay. Couple time + friend time + SHOPPING = rest, renewal, connection. 

I absolutely love our chaotic home and pace, but I do miss "alone" time with Michael...even if we fill it watching young friends or Christmas shopping. LOL the last two days have been rejuvenating. I think we may need to schedule dates this year. One year we went on weekly dates, we alternated single dates with double dates. It was a great year.

Michael dropped me at BreZaak's for my weekly play-date with Bella and Gideon. 

Bella and Gideon 

We were having a tea party when the DOOR OPENED! I picked my heart up off the floor and discovered Stacia had come to help. I locked the door after her. Bella made my day. Evidently, she was eager for evening to come...."Grandma is my friend." She greeted me with a request for a tea party. I'm always game!

Tea with the grands!

I love the lazy week between Christmas and resuming a  normal routine.