Cattle on a Thousand Hills...

Ms. Ruthie MooMoo

Most often, she grazes along the farm road

Sometimes, my husband brings her up from the woods

She loves to graze on corn stalks cut down after harvest

A gentle cow, she follows back to the farm

For that...

she gets treats she loves

I love to see her peacefully resting on the ground...

chewing her cud

She's a good cow...perhaps our future milk cow

I'd like to make my own butter from her milk



Ever remembering what the Lord has said...

"For every beast of the forest is Mine,

and the cattle upon a thousand hills.

I know all the fowls of the mountains:

and the wild beasts of the field are mine"

Psalm 50:10-11
Amen! Dear Lord. Amen!

May your day, or night be pleasant.

Pigeon Peas, Please...

Dried Pigeon peas from the farm

food blessings from the Lord

we'll have pea soup to eat

May the Lord bless your day, or night.

On the Count of 3 Crows...Groan!...

Someone...

please tell me this isn't a rooster!

I mean, really...

these two "hens"... I thought, I think?

are supposed to be hens...

you know...the ones that lay the eggs.

Well...then...what are they crowing about!!

Okay...I realize there really are hens that crow...

because I checked with others who know on this subject...

but, how did I end up with two crowing hens and a rooster?!

We are scratching our heads over this and hoping upon hope...

that these are two hens that just like to crow for...

whatever reason.

I'm waiting for those eggs, hens.

Hens?...

yes, you had better be hens. I'm waitiiiiiing.............

These two hens?...roos?...

were the ones I posted in an earlier post.

It didn't take long for them to get big...

but, we woke up in the wee, wee hours of a morning to an echo from our rooster.

Only, it was no echo...

no, it was a poor, strangling, scratchy imitation of our rooster.

I lay in bed on a much too early morning as yet...

straining my ears to pick out just what was going on with this "strange echo".

When I heard it again later in the day, I couldn't believe my eyes.

There standing with her, or his? chest high...

was my one, then two! hens...or roos?...

croaking up some pathetic crows.

Groan!

They were so cute as chicks.

I've got to apologize for the poor excuse of photography here.

If I don't find a new camera soon...

I'm the one who is going to be crowing.

Ah well...such is life.

Please do, have a crowing great day, or night :)



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Swinging on a Starfruit...

"Would you like to swing on a star...

carry moonbeams home in a jar?"

Know that song sung by Bing Crosby?

Well, while we can't swing on a star...
we can swing from a starfruit tree.
Have you ever had a starfruit?
Sometimes, they are called "five-fingers" or...
carambola.

The starfruit grows from a tiny, pretty flower no bigger than a little finger.

It grows usually in bunches, in the shape of a five point star.

You see what I mean?

Starfruit.

"Five-fingers"

But, there is something about the name "carambola" that rolls off the tongue so nice.

It is a beautiful green color that camaflouges against the leaves of the tree.
When it is yellow and as large as a fist...
the fruit is ready to harvest.
We have both the sour and the sweet varieties on our farm.
We eat the sweet right off the tree...

and make juice with the sour...
sweetening the juice with honey from our own bee hives.

The taste of starfruit juice is a bit like...

oranges, pineapples, and pears all brought together.

A beautiful golden yellow color.

Almost too pretty to drink.

May your day, or night be golden yellow.

Puppy Love...

 

May your day, or night be so pleasant

A Rosie Cocoa Day...

Every other Wednesday is cocoa day...

the cocoa pods slowly ripen from a minty green...

to  a rosey color...

while the cacao seeds grow and fill the inside of the pod

when the pods are a deep rose color...

it is time to harvest

the cacao pod is split open in the middle...

and the seeds are taken out...

and put into buckets

the dark seeds grow covered with a white, sweet, juicy, edible pulp...

that is fun to eat like candy

we take the cacao in to the cocoa association on the island...

either, wet or dry

most times, we take it in wet and they do the drying

a higher price is fetched when we do the drying ourselves

it just all depends on how much time we want to take to dry the cocoa...

it can take up to 2 weeks to dry in the sun

this is what I do with the cocoa we keep for ourselves...

we dry it in the sun;

roast it lightly to easily shell and bring out the cocoa flavor;

then, bag it to store in the pantry

I put some into my "coffee" mill jar to store for our evening cocoa tea

this jar has a mill on top to grind the beans for making cocoa tea...

I use my electric coffee grinder for a more powdery cocoa for baking

Now, I have got to show you my new rose...

my tiny rose bush has grown and blossomed out another soft pink rose...

this is not the same rose I put up on this post...

it is a second rose that quietly bloomed overnight...

and made me cry out in delight to my husband to come see!

I must say...

it wasn't quite as exciting to him, but that is okay...

he wanted the rose for me

may your day, or night be blooming ever so pretty

White as Cotton...

White is a favorite color of mine...

and cotton is my favorite textile

combine the two and it's better than a piece of gold for me

the cotton plants in my potager has held up well

no bugs or diseases

the flowers are beautiful

turning from creamy white

to a white and pink combo

to full blown pink

then, the flowers dry and drop off...

and the cotton starts to form inside a pod

 

as the cotton grows

the pod loses it's pink speckels

turning into a green, firm haven for the vulnerable white, soft fruit

as the cotton matures

the pod turns brown and dries

breaking the petals apart 



letting the cotton push it's way out

and when it's starts to fluff

it's time to harvest



due to the rains, I harvest mine before the cotton is fully fluffed outside the pod

to keep the cotton from becoming wet

I clean the cotton of it's seed and any bit of debris

and fluff it into soft cottonballs

the seeds will be replanted

with all the cotton my six little plants have been giving us

there has been no need to buy any from the store

and our own is

organic 





"He that overcometh,

the same shall be clothed in white raiment;

and I will not blot out his name out of the book of life,

but I will confess his name before my Father,

and before His angels."

Revelation 3:5

The "white raiment" spoken of in the verse refers to

the righteousness of Jesus Christ...

the only One who is truly righteous.

Blessed be the Lord!

May you know this day, or night, the purity of the Lord.



When Did it Become 'Salvation By Faith, Through Grace'?

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May the Lord bless you with His grace.

Hanging up our Hats...

We had to hang up our hats today...

because, you see...

we have a thunder storm going on;

making it nice and cozy, wozy in the cottage

I gathered a little vine

and some mussaenda blooms

and put them together in a terra cotta pot

if you look closely...

you can see the haze of rain in the background

they are for you

May your day, or night be filled with the sweet aroma of God's grace.