Daisy Does It

It’s been six weeks since Daisy came back to live with us.  At first it was a difficult transition since she was sick and the weather was so hot.  Lately though, having a chicken in my backyard again has been a joy and a pleasure.  She’s gotten well and breathes fine in the cooler temperatures plus she seems to have a fun life and a healthy chicken routine.  The word is out that there is an illegal and dangerous creature living on Ring Around Road, but for now all is quiet and peaceful.  The Home Association has received one email notifying them that I have “chickens” in my back yard.  I asked who it was but they said the email was anonymous. Seems like if an issue is important enough to complain about, you’d be brave enough to identify yourself.

In the mean time, I have numerous visitors coming to play with Daisy.  Some kids are getting their first chicken encounter of their lives in my backyard and I am happy to provide the service.

Young Joseph was not quite sure what to make of this giant yellow bird. :)

Young Joseph was not quite sure what to make of this giant yellow bird. :)

James (wearing the awesome hat) lived in a progressive community near Atlanta (Serenbe-Google it–amazing place) where residents are allowed to have small urban flocks in their yards.  He said it was a wonderful place to live and he’d be happy to help me persuade the Waters folks on the merits of urban chicken farming.

Daisy’s coop was cute and functional, but she was having trouble navigating the rungs of the ladder to reach her nest box. The girl is old, but she’s also very clumsy.  Jim put some particle board under the rungs go give her an easier climb and he painted it red to match the color scheme.

Thanks Dad! BWAAAWK!

Thanks Dad! BWAAAWK!

He also cut a section of plywood to make a top for shade and rain protection.

Mulder tests the load-bearing function.

Mulder tests the load-bearing function.

I’m tasked to paint it and I guess I can’t expect the poor guy to do everything!  Should it be white or red?

Daisy enjoys visitors and treats just like any girl, so feel free to drop by for some chicken love anytime. I hope we’re in for a long peaceful experience with our pet this round. I hope that those who want to evict her, would first take some time to come to my home and see how this harmless, pretty chicken is an amenity for our neighborhood and an example of how backyard chicken husbandry is done!

Daisy that's the chopping block! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Daisy that’s the chopping block! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

:)

Nice Day For a…PINK WEDDING!

So far we’ve hosted two weddings at the Pink House. Both times the house was booked by a gaggle of bridesmaids who used it to get ready for the ceremony. It’s fun to see these beautiful goofy girls running in and out of the Pink House in their robes and curlers.  The mother of the bride was very generous in sending me some fun pictures of the craziness.

The bride is in the white robe.

The bride is in the white robe.

The stylist does her magic!

The stylist does her magic!

This is the bride's sister. Beauty runs in this family.

This is the bride’s sister. Beauty runs in this family.

Looks like they made some fun memories

Looks like they made some fun memories

The mimosas were flowing freely.

The mimosas were flowing freely.

They had a lot of fun on the golf cart.

Let's assume mimosas weren't involved. :)

Let’s assume mimosas weren’t involved. :)

The previous wedding’s bridesmaids decorated the cottage for the event.

They hung this miniature bridal gown on the front porch.

They hung this miniature bridal gown on the front porch.

And decorated the golf cart for the bride and groom “get-a-way” ride from the chapel.

Front

Front

Back.

Back.

The bride's mom left me lots of nice roses from the ceremony. I enjoyed them for a week.

The bride’s mom left me lots of nice roses from the ceremony. I enjoyed them for a week.

At one point, there were eight vehicles parked behind the house and two parked on the street in front.  The bride and her maids had many young handsome visitors during their stay and I was nervous about the condition they would leave the property in.  (Well, there was all that champagne!) I was happily surprised to find the place neat and clean with nothing broken or soiled.  I’m pretty sure the mother of the bride had something to do with this. :) I asked the neighbor adjacent to the Pink House if the youngsters behaved themselves and weren’t too raucous.  Kerry told me they were very nice quiet ladies and gentlemen.  Sweet!

Fresh Hot Chicken

No, we haven’t cooked Daisy, although I’m certain she would make a delicious fricassee. The weather is still hot, but there has been a slight break in the extreme temps so she does spend most of her days outside and only comes in when things get sizzling.

BWAAAAWK! Let me IN dangit!

BWAAAAWK! Let me IN dangit!

She actually does fly up to the window and holler for me to open the door.  Then she goes to her indoor chicken house in a small hallway off my foyer.

That's more like it! Now where are my treats!

That’s more like it! Now where are my grapes!

Yes, she’s spoiled.  She’s almost well and soon when Fall makes its entrance she’ll be an outdoor chicken full time.  I expressed my concerns about her loneliness to Debbie (her prior mommy) and she assured me that Daisy has been a “loner” since Rosie & Violet were killed two years ago.  She told me to remember that she is a CHICKEN and that I should calm down and not be so concerned.  Of course my friend is right.  No one has a more tender heart than Debbie, but even she understands that people can go overboard with concern for pets.  My instructions are to be a good chicken mom to her, feed her, give her safe shelter and medical care and let a chicken be a chicken.  Yes Ma’am!

She's a big girl now. :(

April 11, 2011

She’s not a baby anymore. :( *sniff*

Artistic Pursuits

I can’t shop anywhere without browsing for new stuff to put in the Pink House.  I love all the art that I’ve chosen to grace the walls but frankly the wall space is getting scarce.  I did however, have one spot in mind for a commissioned painting of the Pink House.  The niece of a lovely family that lives here in the Waters has visited my home a few times, and recently I learned that she was an artist.  I sent her some pictures of the cottage and asked her to make the painting “cartoonish” and this is the result.

Artist Layla Araiinejad 2015

Artist Layla Araiinejad 2015

I love how she exaggerated the American flag and the flamingo.  Here’s a photo of the lovely young lady and her work.

Thank you Layla! Remember me when you're famous. :)

Thank you Layla! Remember me when you’re famous. :)

Speaking of art.  I was mesmerized by a lovely little pig I saw in my friend’s shop window this week.  Bill & Marcie restore and create furniture, but they also collect items that strike their fancy and sell them from the same shop.  I could not resist this soulful little guy.  How do folks paint eyes that look right at you and say, “Take me home with you!”  I did. :)

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And on a recent stroll through a local antique mall I came across this painting of a baby Mulder.

Worth the $5.00 wouldn't you say?

Worth the $5.00 wouldn’t you say?

I’ll close with a pretty picture I took yesterday at The Spring House in Alexander City. (A culinary delight you must try if you have not yet had the pleasure.)

Our kid, Hannah Banana

Our kid, Hannah Banana

Enjoy today and appreciate all the pretty things near you. :)

THE BRITISH ARE COMING!!!

Actually they got here yesterday.  A group of four young Brits arrived to stay at the Pink House on their way from NYC to New Orleans.  It’s interesting that my first international guests have chosen three of my favorite cities to visit while they’re in the Colonies.  New York City, New Orleans and PIKE ROAD, AL!  I met them briefly yesterday right after they checked in.  They pet Daisy and Buster in the back yard and then they went about their vacation.

They talk funny! BWAAAAWK!

They talk funny! BWAAAAWK!

I hope they have fun and tell all their friends about how they enjoyed the American South.  Of course I warned all my adjacent neighbors to be on their best behavior!  My neighbors are mostly hooligans and ne’er-do-wells so let’s hope they behave like proper southern ladies and gentlemen! (I love you Martha, Irl, Brenda, David, Kerry & Valerie!) :)

In addition to being my first foreign guests, this group is also my first booking through AIRBNB.  The site is only slightly different from VRBO in that they encourage you to have some breakfast goods in the fridge and pantry for your guests.  The “BNB” is short for “Bed ‘n Breakfast”.  Of course my first instinct was to get English muffins (yes, I know they’re not really “English”) and crumpets and scones and such, but Jim quickly advised me that this idea was stupid! (He has such a sensitive air about him).  He told me I should stock the kitchen with “southern” fare and after pouting for about 10 minutes I came to agreement with him.  I put a pitcher of sweet tea, some buttermilk biscuits and Conecuh sausage in the larder, as well as butter, jam, fruit milk and juice.  I stopped short of RC Cola and Moonpies, but I did put some Co-Cola in there for good measure.

They probably made fun of my tea service, but hey, what does an redneck girl know about British tea time!

They probably made fun of my tea service, but hey, what does a redneck girl know about English tea time!

Although I was especially excited about this booking, I try to make every one a homey and comfortable experience for my guests.  Since they were on their way to New Orleans, I left one of my guidebooks for them to peruse during their stay.

Funky kitty pen holder with welcome letter and amenity passes and form.

Funky kitty pen holder with welcome letter and amenity passes and form.

I have a binder with anything and everything you could possibly want to know about the cottage, the neighborhood and amenities, along with a guest book for them to leave a note when they depart.

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I tune my retro radio to a local jazz station about an hour before guests arrive. My business cards sit in a cute old holder I found in a thrift store.

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I’ve acquired a few more fun items to complete the Pink House experience. I’ve been looking for a while to find a breakfast tray for the master bedroom.  I’m sure Jim would bring me breakfast in bed everyday if he only had one of these.

It's really old and refurbished with a cute little bouquet decoupage. I wish I could do stuff like that.

It’s really old and refurbished with a cute little bouquet decoupage. I wish I could do stuff like that.

And although Jim told me that if I bring one more flamingo into the house he would begin divorce proceedings, I just couldn’t pass up this little snack plate.

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He’d never leave me anyway.  No one can make him laugh like I do.

:)

Donna Doodle-Dooooo!

My old gradual school buddy visited me this week and brought her kids for a three night stay in the Pink House.

Donna Jean and Benjamin -The 18 year old Boy Wonder

Donna Jean and Benjamin -The 18 year old Boy Wonder

I think the gang really enjoyed their little pink club house and all the amenities of our fun neighborhood.

Golf cart tour

Golf cart tour

Breakfast on the porch

Breakfast on the porch

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The “Leaning Tree” photo. (everyone poses here when they visit) :)

Alexandra loved all the goofy flamingos.

Too much?

Too much?

They checked in like regular guests and signed the amenity form and read the welcome letter.

My kitty pen holder is a big hit!

My kitty pen holder is a big hit!

Last time Donna Jean was here we visited Daisy at Debbie’s farm.  This time she was pleased to see the old girl happily dwelling in her old pecking grounds.

Dig my awesome house Miss Donna!

Dig my awesome house Miss Donna!

And of course Alexandra and Ben became Daisy’s BFFs as soon as she saw they had grapes.

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I require that they be sliced in half please! BWAAAAK!

I enjoyed catching up with my old school pal and getting to know her super cool kids.

Y'all come back soon!

Y’all come back soon!

The Grumble Coop

That’s what I named it because the whole time Jim was assembling it, he GRUMBLED! (He cussed a little too.) Basically any pre-fab chicken coop is not going to measure up to his exacting standards. He really wanted to build a nice coop for Daisy, but the boy is tasked up the wazoo and frankly I didn’t want to keep a chicken in my living room until 2016.  Although I did my research to find a nice house for my sweet chicken, I have to admit that it is a far cry from the palace he built in 2011 for Rosie, Daisy & Violet.

Go here to see that work of art!

http://mychickendiary.com/2011/05/31/the-house-that-jim-built/

Well, I think this little coop is very cute and functional and Jim can just “scratch his mad place”.

I was going to attempt construction myself until I unloaded all the parts!

I was going to attempt construction myself until I unloaded all the parts!

I was ordered to stay out of his way, but I did find something constructive to do while I watched the assembly.  He wouldn’t even let me take any pictures of him building it!

I put all the parts in order by letter and number.  I'm sure this was a tremendous help.

I put all the parts in order by letter and number. I’m sure this was a tremendous help.

Almost finished!

Almost finished!

Voila!

Voila!

See!  It’s adorable right?  Jim is going to reinforce a few things, and we need to make the ladder easier for her to climb but otherwise it’s a fine place for Daisy to sleep and hang out in when we’re not home.  She spent her first night in here last night and although she has a little roost inside the loft, she prefers to sleep in the nest box.  Leave it to my smart chicken to find a better way to get her ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZs.

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I always wondered why chickens hung on to a perch all night with their feet when they could just snuggle into a nest box instead.

Rowdy likes them too!

Rowdy likes it too!

I checked. She didn’t lay an egg. :(

I’ll share some photos of two sweet kids who have lived next door for almost two months.  Christian and Adeline have been my little tenants in the Pink House and they are leaving on a new adventure this week.

Daisy, meet your neighbors.

Daisy, meet your neighbors.

Their dad is in the Air Force and the family is in transition while he trains for a new assignment. Their mom Jennifer stayed behind with the kids to finish a masters degree.  Whew! I’m tired just THINKING  about that!

Buster has learned how to hide when he's not in the mood for company.

Buster has learned how to hide when he’s not in the mood for company.

It’s been fun having them next door, but I must admit I’m excited to have my Pink House to play in this weekend.  I have a few small improvements to make inside and I’ll make sure to show updated pictures when I’m through.

Stay cool!