The Awesome Aussie and the Persistent Pom

 

Hello, Gorgeous!!!!!

Hello, Gorgeous!!!!!

We owe the wonderful blessing of owning this awesome Australian Shepherd to our sister, Moye and I just found out a LOT about the Pomeranian breed in a great magazine that Moye gave us. It reads that the Pomeranian breed was originally bred as a sled dog and they weighed 30 pounds and up. Well, Okie our little 10 pound Pomeranian  is not hindered by his bred down mini size. He knows when the alarm goes off in the form of a sharp, ear piercing bark that there is a sheep or goat in the yard. It is such a game for this one particular little pygmy goat…..she LOVES teasing them and they actually play together until Sky and Okie team up and decide that the game is over…..The goat has gotta go!!!!!!

 

Team work!!!!

Team work!!!!

 

 

Alright, I am going.......you little hoof biter

Alright, I am going.......you little hoof biter

 

Okie the Wonder Dog!!!!!

Okie the Wonder Dog!!!!!

Houston Street Fair in San Antonio, Texas

 

There's my crazy, sexy husband!!!!

There is my crazy sexy husband

I found out how to recycle all those used wine corks

Start saving all those corks!!!!

Start saving all those corks!!!!

 

 

wonderful Mariachi band

wonderful Mariachi band

 The Houston Street fair in downtown San Antonio is held on the last Saturday of the month. This month the theme was Christmas. The crowd was not so huge. Lots of cute little kids having fun!

 

Ride 'Em Cowgirl!

Ride 'en cowgirl

 

Soooooo tempting

Soooooo tempting

 

Law enforcement

Law enforcement

     

World famous Photographer

World famous Photographer

Texas Flag

Texas Flag
Hi Santa

Hi Santa

This is a great family place to go on the last Saturday of the month. There were SO many nice people selling jewelry, T-shirts,toys and just about everything you could imagine. The live music ranged from mariachis and country to rock. It was all great. We bought a CD for Peyton and he loves it. They had a ski slope with snow and bungy jumping (no thanks!) santa-and-dana I talked to Santa and told him that I wanted a Longhorn for Christmas. He said “Ho, ho, Ho I just rode here on one this morning!  I am giving Rudolf and the other reindeer a chance to rest up for Christmas!” Sure enough, BINGO the cutest sweetest Longhorn in the world was there!!! Here are some of the pictures of the festivities.

Roper

Roper

 

sounds good

sounds good

 

We bought a CD called Sweet Disaster by Nate Davenport

We bought a CD called Sweet Disaster by Nate Davenport

 

Carrot nose

Carrot nose

This ski slope is available for parties
This ski slope is available for parties
Snow in San Antonio!!!!

Snow in San Antonio!!!!

 I could tell that Bingo remembered me……..Longhorns are so smart! We saw Bingo and his buddy Tator Tot in the Floresville Peanut Festival Parade in October and here they were again! I missed seeing Santa Claus riding into town, that must have been SO cool!!!!  Greg gave me a boost up on Bingo and we talked about some of the gentle cows and steers that he has on his ranch in Bulverde. The ranch is called Saving Grace. I can just see us next year at this time with our little herd of Longhorns to spoil!!!!!

I LOVE this guy!!!!

I LOVE this guy!!!!

 

Happy trails to you until we meet again!

Happy trails to you until we meet again!

We had fun looking at all the arts and crafts. Tom bought me a bracelet for $3.00. Michael McMahon had some beautiful jewelry.A local author and illustrator had some great children’s books for sale. Her name is Mary Borgia. Tales of the Texas mermaid is about a girl that gets her legs stuck in a cowboy boot. The tale is told by Blarney a Texas Longhorn. How could we resist such a great book and the beautiful author was there to sign it for us!

 

Book signing by San Antonio author/illustrator Mary Borgia

Book signing by San Antonio author/illustrator Mary Borgia

Next stop was a tatoo artist. Tom helped me decide which one to get. There were so many great ones to choose from!

airbrush-no-needles

A horse, of-course!!!!

A horse, of-course!!!!

Is That You, Koduck?

Our first ducklings were growing up, they were flying around the ranch and staying gone longer and longer. I was really missing the days when they depended on me for fresh water in their wading pool and the scoops of feed they would get every day. They were about five months old and fully mature and independent, but they were always ready for me to herd them into the aviary at night. One night I found a shallow nest with an egg outside the barn, right where it could get crunched by a horse or eaten by a predator. I brought it into the house to check to see if it was developing. I  cut a hole in the top of a box and set the egg in the opening and put the box on top of a lamp. Nothing much to see, but I wrote the date on the egg with a pencil and put it in my incubator. The next few days I found 4 more eggs scattered in different danger zones and put them with the first egg. Later I found out that I could have simplified the hatching and brooding process by putting them in at the same time. About a week later, I was candling  them again and each one had a  little black spot that was the eye. I would carry them back and forth just about every day and I would always write little notes on their shells. One was really active and I loved to see the shadowy image jump around in the lamplight. I drew a little heart on his shell and named him Koduck. I loved to check on them several times a day during the 28 days of incubation. I would check the temperature, 101 degrees was perfect for ducks and add water to keep the humidity adjusted. They were on a rack with an automatic turner to keep them from sticking to one side of their shells. I read all about the birth defects that can happen, like when they stick to the shell or get a crooked wing or neck……not cool! On the 26th day I was peering at them and I heard a little peep! It was Koduck making an early appearance. His little beak was showing through a little crack in his shell. They are born with an “egg tooth” and the process is called pipping. He took his time to enter the world and I have hours and hours of videotape of the blessed event. I hurried to get the “nursery” ready with a red heat lamp and a tiny bit of water. When a duckling is hatched without a mother hen, they do not have the benefit of waterproofing that she would provide them. The Mama has a gland that enables her to coat her babies right after hatching so that they can swim with her immediately. They will develop their own gland a few weeks later. Koduck finally managed to free himself from his shell and I resisted the urge to help him out. He hopped over to his egg mates and started rolling them around. They had been on an automatic egg turner until the last fews days, this gives them a chance to settle into position for pipping. His feathers were still matted down and I scooped him up and put him into his warm little home.eastman-koduck1

The other four hatched one by one and joined their older brother. They gobbled up their feed and grew noisier and messier every day. Their little peeps soon turned to quacks.  At a few weeks old they were ready to come out for a few supervised swims in the wading pool and some early flying lessons. This consisted of our son Peyton racing and chasing after them to encourage them to take flight. I’m sure that they would learn by themselves, but without a Momma duck around, we wanted to ensure that they would be able to flee from the raccoons, possums and coyotes that lurked nearby. When they took their first full circle around the barn it was great fun to see the little flips and rolls when they made their crash landings while learning to navigate around the house and barn. It still amazes us to see them circle around the ranch and our world comes to a halt every time as we marvel at the beauty of these awesome gifts.

First Flight

First Flight

 

You Must Have Been A Beautiful Baby!

I was running at the park in Floresville today, watching the kids play on the swings and slides. Several  little families were coming to enjoy the awesome weather. One older couple pushing a large stroller started making their way towards a picnic table stopping several times along the way to tuck a pink blanket around the little ones face and make sure her legs were covered. My first impression was that they had a special needs child and my second thought was that I would love to take a ride on that limo. They were followed by a group carrying baskets and balloons  and when they made it to their spot, they started feeding their little passenger with a spoon, talking to her and telling her to take one more bite.I could barely see her little face, but her eyes were smiling! I wanted to walk over there so bad, just to touch her face and hands and ask them how old she was and tell her how beautiful she was. I know they would have thought I was a weirdo but it would not have been the first time I had been accused of that. It reminded me of when I was pregnant and suddenly the world was full of babies. Now my world is full of memories and hopes that the wisdom will come with the age that has already come!  I waved and left just as they were pushing their precious cargo over so that she could read  a huge banner that said: 

“HAPPY 95th BIRTHDAY MAMA!!!”

The Gift

 

Waddle On Friends

Waddle On Friends

 

My babies

My babies

Feeling kind of sad, missing some of the most precious people that I love who are SO far away and wishing for a gift, just a little spark from heaven to boost my spirits and of-course, like an answer to a prayer, I heard a faint but so familiar quack, quack…. Our Mallards that we hatched in our incubator had mysteriously disappeared about three LONG months ago and tonight here they were as if they had never left! I ran to get food, fresh water and whatever bribe I could find to entice them to stay or at least make a pit stop back here again soon. They enjoyed their visit, hopefully as much as we did. Ya’ll come back soon Ya hear?

Painted Bunting

Kind of a grey drizzly day…A good day to stay inside and paint

Painted Bunting and Apple Blossoms - Acrylic

Painted Bunting and Apple Blossoms - Acrylic

He kind of looks like a constipated one legged fat little turd bird that could snap that branch, but I am going to beef up the branch and add some more flowers, another leg and whatever else I think he needs……

Longhorns And Bluebonnets

I just picked up an incredible Giclee of my painting…… I did not have to worry about the care and consideration of my cherished paintings! I could hardly tell the original artwork from the reproductions. I can go to HEB and get copies of snapshots, but this process is just incredible!!! The print is done on the same paper that I use for my originals and it is even more archival than most surfaces that artists use. I can put my originals side by side and they are so comparable it is awesome. it is not expensive and I love being able to share my artwork with my friends and family without giving up my originals……I did some price shopping and also checked out some mediocre labs and this is what 

Giclee of Longhorns And Bluebonnets

Giclee of Longhorns And Bluebonnets

I found out….

 

ALAMO PHOTO LABS,INC in San Antonio,Texas ROCKS!!!!!!!!!

3814 Broadway

San Antonio, Texas 78209   210 828-9079

I’m Dreaming Of A Burn’t Orange Christmas

Last year the stockings were stuffed with John Deere green. “What did you do, go to Tractor Supply and buy out the store?” asked RCP our son and one of the recipients of the John Deere socks,hat,underwear,coffee mug,gloves and calendar. Well yes, it sounded like a good idea at the time. This year, not to give too much away, in case my boys are reading this, but I have decided to do my shopping at the new University CO-OP store conveniently located at the Quarry Market in San Antonio. My truck practically drives itself when I get close to the huge orange building stocked with everything from jewelry to flip flops, all adorned with the trademark Longhorn logo. I need a poster or a T-shirt that says “Stop me before I paint the barn orange” No fear of that, but I am sleeping on a stuffed  Longhorn for a pillow and dreaming of filling the pasture with some live Longhorn cattle for Christmas! 

 

Longhorn-Oil Painting On Panel

Longhorn-Oil Painting On Panel