How Insightful (Another Dumb Quiz)

You Are Miss Piggy

A total princess and diva, you're totally in charge - even if people don't know it. You want to be loved, adored, and worshiped. And you won't settle for anything less. You're going to be a total star, and you won't let any of the "little people" get in your way. Just remember, piggy, never eat more than you can lift!

The Muppet Personality Test

I notice on my sidebar that I am listed as a "Flappy Bird" today. Obviously, there has been a big mistake. Despite my great ambition to be a "total star" (see above), I know I am doomed to live my life at a much lower point on the food chain. I will not likely ever be more than a multicelluar microorganism or wiggly worm at most.

Fowl!

Our 22 chicks are about 1-1/2 weeks old now, and they are all healthy and growing fast! We will have to separate the ducks and turkeys pretty soon. They are fun to watch, and since we've never had the turkeys or guineas before, we're interested to see how they change as they grow.

We found a bird on the edge of our pond last night. It was rather, how shall I say...lifeless. We had never seen one of these before, so we came inside to look it up. It wasn't difficult to find out what it was, what with the peculiar white beak and strange-looking blue legs. It was an American Coot, apparently migrating through our area (according to the maps we found on the internet).

Maybe these are more common than I think. I'm somewhat new to paying attention to the birds around here. Here's a picture we found:


We thought it was a duck at first, but as you can see - no webbed feet.

A Mother's Day Poem

My Mother
Ann Taylor (1782-1866)

Who fed me from her gentle breast,
And hushed me in her arms to rest,
And on my cheek sweet kisses prest?

My Mother.

When sleep forsook my open eye,
Who was it sung sweet hushaby,
And rocked me that I should not cry?

My Mother.

Who sat and watched my infant head,
When sleeping on my cradle bed,
And tears of sweet affection shed?

My Mother.

When pain and sickness made me cry,
Who gazed upon my heavy eye,
And wept, for fear that I should die?

My Mother.

Who dressed my doll in clothes so gay,
And fondly taught me how to play,
And minded all I had to say?

My Mother.

Who ran to help me when I fell,
And would some pretty story tell,
Or kiss the place to make it well?

My Mother.

Who taught my infant lips to pray,
And love God's holy book and day,
And walk in wisdom's pleasant way?

My Mother.

And can I ever cease to be
Affectionate and kind to thee,
Who was so very kind to me,

My Mother?

Ah no! the thought I cannot bear,
And if God please my life to spare,
I hope I shall reward thy care,

My Mother.

When thou art feeble, old, and grey,
My healthy arm shall be thy stay,
And I will soothe thy pains away,

My Mother.

And when I see thee hang thy head,
'Twill be my turn to watch thy bed,
And tears of sweet affection shed,

My Mother.

For could our Father in the skies
Look down with pleased or loving eyes,
If ever I could dare despise

My Mother?

I Missed April

I notice it has been over a month since I blogged. I guess I need to get in gear here. Here's another dumb quizz I wasted my time on this morning.

You Are Sunset

Even though you still may be young, you already feel like you've accomplished a lot in life. And you feel free to pave your own path now, and you're not even sure where it will take you. Maybe you'll pursue higher education in a subject you enjoy - or travel the world for a few years. Either way, you approach life with a relaxed, open attitude. And that will take you far!

What Time Of Day Are You?

By way of a family update:

We are continuing in our quest to become farmier. We have recently acquired a lamb and sold a goat. Next week: chicks - pullets, turkeys, guineas, and ducklings.

The birthday party this weekend will have an eclectic theme with a Mickey Mouse birthday cake and a tadpole centerpiece.

We are starting our last quarter of schoolwork for the year. Since we have school (almost) year-round, we'll go until the end of July, and then start the next school year at the beginning of September. Our schedule has worked out great this year having three weeks of school, one week off.