Last post I wrote about how grateful I was for answered prayers. Drum roll please! We have a new granddaughter. She was born 18 minutes after she was considered full term (37 weeks). After 13 1/2 weeks of bed rest she made it to full term! My daughter is doing good and little Penny is a whooping 6 lb 11 1/2 oz. My heart is so thankful for this blessing. Several of our grandchildren have been preterm and it is a long road to get them to a healthy place. Thank you Lord for this miracle
I broke the cardinal rule in blog sphere land. I haven’t posted in, well, forever. I guess this spring just got me. Our family has had some let’s call them events going on. My daughter is having her 3rd child and she was put on bed rest 11 weeks ago so needless to say I have been a little busy with my grandkids. My niece (really my cousin but she calls me Auntie Laurie) had a major surgery a few weeks ago. She has a TBI so I help her with her medical visits so I was at the hospital for almost a week. Then my dear friend was diagnosed with breast cancer and I wanted to take her to her chemo treatments. You add chickens, horses and planting the garden and wham it is summer! Spring is history. With all these health related events going on in life, a person really has to think about what are the most important things. For me it will always be my relationship with God through His son Jesus. The next is those I love. I have always tried to serve the Lord by lending people a hand when they need it. DIY projects, my blog and those things I enjoy have to take a place on the “back burner” when I know of people in need. So when it is the people I love in need I just turned the “stove off” so to speak. Not to let this whole post sound like a pity party let me tell you how some of these events have turned out. My niece’s surgery was a success and her doctors are very pleased with the results. Her post op visit went wonderful yesterday. My dear friend has truly had a miracle for God. She went from stage 4 cancer that was inoperable to being able to have surgery in 1 round of chemo. That alone is a miracle but after they did the surgery her scans came out clear. Yes, I said clear. They had thought it was in her bones and other places but her scans are clean. My daughter is 8 days away from the safe zone to have her baby. As I write this blog post I am humbled by the way God’s hand has been upon those I love and I am so thankful for the miracles He has blessed us with!
Today was not one of my usual busy day. Unless, I usually hold alive hawk in my arms. While waiting for my granddaughter’s kindergarden bus a hawk flew into the power line above our heads. It made the wire make a weird twinging sound. As I looked up the hawk was being catapulted off the wire toward the ground head 1st. It landed 10 feet from us. I shoved the mail into my grandkido’s hands and ran to the poor bird. It’s butt and legs were in the air. The face was on the ground with it’s mouth open and tongue lying in the dirt. I thought it was dead but than it blinked it’s eye. I took off my sweat shirt jacket wrapped it tight around it’s wings and covered the head with the hood. I put the talons under my arm and held it tight as I headed to the house. After putting my granddaughter on the school bus of course. I came in the house and told my daughter “I have a hawk”. She said ” a what a where?”. I said I was holding it. She flipped open her ipad and said “who do I call?”. Like this was an everyday thing we do. She tried the DNR but just got a voice mail. I called my friend Melinda but got her voice mail too. Her boy friend had rescued an eagle this past winter so I knew she would know what to do. My daughter called the Minnesota Raptor Center at the University of Minnesota. Again a voice mail. This time she left a message. By now I had put the hawk on a foot stool and had picked up my phone to place calls too. The Raptor Center called back and instructed us on how to transport it to the Raptor Center for treatment. I needed to get my jacket off it so I grabbed a beach towel and a hand towel and started to unwrap it. This was the scariest part. I couldn’t get my jacket loose. It was then that I realized the hawked had wrapped it’s talons around the string tie on my hood. I covered his head well and started to get the tie out of it’s grasp. The talons were so sharp and the feet so rough it took a minute to pull the material away. We used our dog pet carrier and I placed the bird in tail and feet 1st while keeping his head covered the whole time. We loaded it into the van just as the bird started to come back around. It was flapping and hitting the carrier hard. My daughter said “cover the cage”. I grabbed another towel laid it on the carrier and we were off for an hour drive with a hawk in the van. The bird settle down right away. So much that I keep saying “it didn’t die did it?”. We made it to the Center fine. They were ready when we arrived. After asking what happened the carrier, with the towel over it, was rushed to the vet. We filled out an information form and were showed around on a tour for a few minutes. Before leaving I asked if it was a red tail hawk because I hadn’t seen the red feathers in it’s tail. She told me it was a red tail hawk but it only was about a year old so it didn’t have the red yet. The hawk was doing well when we left. They informed me that on 1st exam it didn’t look like anything was broken. They would nurse it back to health and then they invited us to the next release because if it was well it would be released then. Being a photographer I have always loved raptors. Watching and photographing them has been a passion of mine. So much so that my dear husband and I go “hawking” in our spare time. I am sad that this poor hawk was hurt but it also was wonderful to hold and see this fabulous bird up so close. I pray it recovers from it’s fall.
I have been a bit behind in my posts. Just a quick update. My chicks are doing wonderful. With this unseasonal warm weather we are having they are all having a great time in the coop already.
The sad news I have is our 10 month old dogs ran away on Sunday. I have been using every spare moment I have to post to lost dog sites like http://www.animalhumanesociety.org/lostandfound. We miss them. If they weren’t such good bird dogs they would be safe and sound in their dog house right now but that goose was too good looking for them not to chase. Off they went leashes and all. For now their dog house sits empty waiting for their return!
Our outdoor projects are coming along nicely. My dear husband finished his little barn. It is just waiting for some warm weather to be stained. It turned out to be a really nice size. I’ll have to get out and get some updated images for you to see. If your following this blog I don’t think you will even recognize the chicken coop. We decided to go over the outside instead of finishing the inside of it. My dear hubby added a steeper roof line for the metal roofing too. He wanted it to be a bit more rustic so he went into the woods looking for a couple of trees he could use as posts. He came back in ranting and raving about someone taking his trees. I couldn’t imagine who would steal our trees. When I looked at him bewildered he told me to come out and see. I found some boots and followed him into our woods. The evidence was clear. Beavers were clearing our land faster than we wanted them too. It was amazing they have built-in measuring tapes. The trees were gnawed into 8 foot lengths.
They had even started to drag them out to the pond. With the warmer weather coming all projects were put on hold. My dear husband revved up the 4 wheeler. He was going after his trees! No beavers were going to beat him at this game. We started to think of ways to protect certain trees from the beavers. We talked about using wire to wrap the trees in. My daughter remembered a pin I had pinned on Pinterest and thought it would be a great way to protect the trees.