Hershey Girl... SOON to be Hershey Mama!
Hershey's baby-daddy: Ocento.Thanksgiving is nearly concluded, we soon will approach the mid-night hour. It was another day of labor. Paul and his father Lou continued to work on the "loafing area" building project back behind the barn. (They are just about ready to put up the ply-wood now.) Donna (Paul's mother) and I were in the kitchen most of the day... starting with deviled eggs-made from Alexander's kids jumbo eggs, home made cranberry and raspberry relish/sauce, a pan of brownies from scratch, and a pumpkin pie from scratch. These dishes were all done before noon. It continued with stuffing, chicken, gravy, garden salad with roasted pumpkin seeds on top, mashed potatoes, oatmeal bread and cooking up pet food too. The dinner table assured there was much to be thankful for, but still Hershey has yet to have her puppies. We wait and count the days figuring that the first of Dec. might be the latest possible date according to the books. The rains are back, starting around 3 in the afternoon, just in time to greet us as Paul and I headed into the fields for a pre-harvest of leeks and carrots for tomorrow's Brookings Market at the Chetco Grange 1-6pm. The rest of the harvest will happen in the morning, I am thankful for the jump start we got on it. Dessert and an early birthday celebration brought the evening to a close, Paul got a new Carhart hoodie (kids XL his favorite) and a half dozen or so brand new authentic cowboy shirts, a new pair of Atlas blue palm work gloves, and long neck hay hooks. I said it before and I'll say it again, so much to be thankful for I can't help but think that as we snuggle around the warmth of the wood stove, sip our tea and start to hear snores coming for the far side of the house. Life is good.
