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| While my guys are digging potatoes they notice a snowflake settle on Meg's brown fur and call me over with my camera. Below is a tight crop of that bitty lil' white spot. |
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| Opening Snow day graces Meg with this perfect tiny 6-pointed star-flake. She is oblivious to the tiny miracle resting on her fur. She just thinks everyone thinks she's all that. |
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| Meg and Gigi the henny-penny who has had an extended charmed life here after avoiding her lady friends trip to the happy hunting grounds. |
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| The lovely Gigi did indeedy become our dinner tonight. Kyle summed it up for all of us: "She tastes like chicken-flavored gum." Alas, he was right. I shall miss her. Having just one chicken has been a pleasure. And she was a classy lassy as far as hens go. Meg shall miss her most. |
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| Today was also Build-a-cell-model Day. |
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| Legos can be anything. |
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| Kyle wants to be a bio-engineer (and a cowboy and a . . . ). Someday we'll remember that it all started on this cellular level. |
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| Getting ready for Thanksgiving feasting. The turkey's in the oven. Fastest way to bring a pinata along quickly is the dehydrating selection on the oven at 100 degrees F. Cheri's recipe - 5 parts water to 1 part flour. Boil a couple min. I found I added quite a bit more water as I was working. 3 - 4 layers should make this birdie hold up to some wacks, even from the big guys. |
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| These beauties might become pheasants instead of turkeys. This in honor of Mark's keen desire to bring one home from a hunt. If he doesn't get to shoot one this year at least he can have a wack at one. |
