So I have a blog friend that is a hooker. A hooker of rugs of course. I have been following Kim at her blog Millie’s Mats for a long time. I won a giveaway on her blog a few years back, a lovely autumn leaf mat that sits on my coffee table year round. Recently she was hooking a chicken that began to take on a life of its own for me. Chicky Kim was calling her, giving her life don’t you know. I am doing a new room that is supposed to be my room for a little me time away from the TV and to just be. I decided I wanted Miss Chicky, who evolved into a pillow. I had ordered two chairs (had to be two chairs cause someBODY in the house was not to be denied) back in November which were finally delivered last week and I emailed Kim a shot of the chairs to see if Miss Chicky would do to roost in the new room. It was a go! And so I got mail.
Miss Chicky came flat and I stuffed her and she came to roost in the new room which is still in transition. A sweet little blue dishcloth made by Kim was included cause she just does thoughtful nice things like that.
My Spring Chicken, Miss Chicky thanks to Kim!
She is just the cutest, Miss Chicky. Kim too! Visit Kim’s blog Millie’s Mats, she features Rug Hooking and Everyday Life. She has a link to her Etsy shop where she sells her lovely beautiful quality hooked rugs.
Room in the process of trying to find its personality, its individuality, its Pix-ness. I am planning on putting up some of my barn shots and little birds of all kinds will probably find their way to this room. The room does snoop out into the back woods and flowerbed that is full of birds and their feathery goings on. You might notice that Iris and Flo had to get all up in the redo. Those chairs keep changing colors, couldn’t be the picture taker. The chairs are true to color in the middle shot. More red but kinda leaning towards cranberry..
Good thing I didn’t title this Wordless Wednesday!
Aren’t they just too cute? I found them at dou dou. I fall in love with all her darling teeny sculptures. I enjoy her blog too..
They flit all around the house. I never know where I am going to find their cute colorful selves.
Oh yeah. Wordless. Right.
AnyBODY out there like to share their views about Tweeting. Not bird speak kind of tweeting but peep tweets. Twitter! I am flirting with opening a Twitter account because I have not spent enough time on the computer every ding dang day…!!! I don’t think I even understand twittering or tweeting but I am all curious because I see blogs I read that “tweet” and I think I might be missing something and I don’t want that to happen… Or has Tweeting twittered out? I am so up on all the social stuff on the computer that it has taken me 4011 years to think about peeping, twittering or tweeting. Any tweets of wisdom?
Horse barn on the way to Columbia, MO on Highway 63. Usually there are horses but you know when I wanted to take a picture not a horse was to be seen. They also have the cutest black llamas with white faces. We always look for them. This was another FOOD trip too. Of course. Mandarin House. Moo Goo Gai Pan and Ja Bong. Who would have ever thought? Hunting Charming Barns~an excellent excuse to eat FOOD. Happened again yesterday. A trip to Springfield, MO to snap barns. Lunch at Red Robin and came home with a coffee table too. How did that happen?
On a sidenote, Mr. Tanager arrived yesterday or early this morning to the Tiny Ten for his fourth season with us. He let us know this morning from his perch in the tree right outside the porch. Chuckie tuckie tuck! Chuckie tuckie tuck! He has lots to say. All day. Every day. Loudly. We can’t wait to hear it in April. Let summer begin! I WILL be trying to get a new picture of him. His girlie, if all works out right, will be here in a few days.
Click Tricia’s Charming Barn for more barn photos!
This Flicker flew his feathery self into our porch window and found his befuddled self flat on his back under the window he hit. CH thought he was done. One leg moved and he checked CH out with one dazed eye. If you look close at his little grey noggin you can see that he left a few feathers on the window. CH scooped him up and brought him inside on the porch to warm up. He recovered. CH reported that he was one strong BIG bird!
I am having trouble getting back in the swing of blogging since my old computer took the last gasp. The new computer is very nice and pretty dang zippy! So I have been zipping around the intersweb. I’m hoping this post will get me kick started.
It’s our Anniversary! I see a trip to the BIG CITY and a delicious dinner scheduled for today. An Anniversary Cheeseburger
There was some HUGE “waiting” going on at this feeder last winter when the snow had behaved badly and presented us with 19 inches of fluffy white flakes. The little Goldfinch screeching in with tail flaps down cracks me up with his birdie self. He is clueless to what awaits him……
Apparently “waiting” can cause some irritability in the feathery birdie world just as it does for us humans. I think overcrowding and “waiting” had put the two Purple Finch ladies on their last birdie brain nerve. And now clueless Goldie is coming in for a landing! Hey, cue a little Peace on Earth please!
More great photos of “Waiting” here!
This little jewel hit our four seasons room window and knocked his little feathery self senseless. We were glad for the “opportunity” to scoop him up and keep him warm. The temps were very cool. His right birdie foot is hanging on tight. He did manage to get his birdie wits about him and flew to a small branch above the hummer feeders. We hope he recovered and had the “opportunity” to make his migration.
We have had many a low country boils on this picnic table. But, it IS broken. And rotted out too. Country Husband says it is time to break it down and send it to the burn pile. I just can’t let him do it. It is a fixture in the yard, it is the charm of country life. The Old Man’s babies use it for gymnastics to tone up those squirrelly muscles. The birds get meal worms there. Mr. Tanager and Mr. and Mrs. Bluebird sit and wait to snatch a bug from the humid country air from the edge of the top. CH says we can get a new one, it will look nicer and be easier to sit on. New is overrated. New will have no country charm. I don’t know, as I look at it in this picture, it does look a bit sad. Maybe new would be a good thing So much for country charm.