This is the chicken coup all finished up. Dustin is so handy, if I do say so myself. No plans, except the one inside his head. His step dad helped build it, and it drove Ray nuts, because Dustin didn't have anything down on paper, and Ray needs things down on paper. Turned out well. The chickens adore their home. They are happy little buggers.
I read this on a blog I read. I like it.
You are the trip I did not take;
You are the pearls I cannot buy;
You are my blue Italian lake;
You are my piece of foreign sky.
(“To My Child,” quoted in Charles L. Wallis, ed., The Treasure Chest [1965], 54)
You are my blue Italian lake;
You are my piece of foreign sky.
(“To My Child,” quoted in Charles L. Wallis, ed., The Treasure Chest [1965], 54)
And here is a pic of me taken by Miaya in all my pregnant glory. Let's see, I am now 35 weeks along out of 40. This was taken a couple of weeks ago, so I am bigger. :D hahahaha. Baby and I are quite healthy. Dustin and I are just getting ready to have 2 kids instead of 1. It will be an interesting transition going from being a family of 3 to a family of 4. And having a wee one in the house again. I am thinking in about 4 weeks, we will have a new baby.
