Today we moved the chickens from a large dog kennel to a summer home made of a chain link dog kennel.
First thing is I tried to make it varmint proof by topping the kennel with hog wire. Then I put chicken wire on the bottom portion to help deter snakes and foxes.
Then I tarped the kennel for sun and rain protection.
Perfection. The weather, the grounds, the service, the food, the golf. Heaven should be this nice.
I saw a young man cleaning the pollen off of the freshly painted green water fountain. They are into the details.
Free parking. $1.50 sandwiches. $2.50 16 ounce beers. Very cheap by most any standard.
The first two days are just warm up. Saturday and Sunday get serious.
I wonder if Donavan McNabb’s mama will do some new
Wreggie turns a bit snobby and Wreginald his golfer alter ego will be attending The Masters (heavenly harp music) this year. The Masters is second to none in the sporting world except maybe some screwed up soccer match between
The grounds are perfect as will the flowers and weather. Even if it rains it is done orderly and by old and ancient rules of gentlemen.
This is when I wish I had knickers and argyle socks.
This is when I wish I had knickers and argyle socks.
This time I will take the binoculars. There are some awesome sights to see on the other side of the green. I shall look dashing in my Masters green wind breaker along with my gigantic green and white Masters umbrella. They are calling for an orderly rain on Thursday.
And finally I shall be stripped of all electronic gadgets. Nothing…. No smart phone, dumb phone, camera, no hollow leg of good hooch. Nothing except a pair of binoculars. Dems the rules.
I would be remiss if I didn’t update my readers on dirt removal in the Wreggie household.
We finally diagnosed the problem with the Roomba and no it wasn’t the fact that my mother in law tried to weigh herself on it. It seems the battery died prematurely and Roomba or Irobot will replace it free.
I miss that thing making daily rounds cleaning up after me. Plus with RV season coming up I need a full time robot cleaning behind the dogs. It is a big help.
We have finally bitten the bullet and purchased a Dyson vacuum. It is a Cadillac pet hair machine. I’ll believe it when I see it. It will have its work cut out for it for sure.
The shop vac is fine…thanks for asking.
Friday I took off for religious reasons and the market was closed so I turned to transitional spring things that must be done now.
With a bath tub full of spring chickens I decided to get on with the outdoor dog kennel chicken coop conversion. Basically I am taking a 10X10X6 chain link dog kennel and putting heavy duty wire mesh on top supported by a steel tube. This should help keep out predators like hawks and owls, foxes and coyotes.
Then, I tightly tarped the kennel/coop for rain and sun protection. Next I built a waterier and feeder using home depot buckets with lids and a round planter holder. 5 gallons of water and feed should keep grown chickens going. Finally I will need to run a tight mess addition around the skirt of this kennel for added protection.
This summer I will build warmer winter roosting facilities adjacent to the open kennel.
Instead of my usual flowers around the deck I decided on herbs instead. I planted mint for mojitos, rosemary, onion chives, and lavender. This stuff smells so good. I’ll toss in a few flowers for color.
The first alfresco event will be Easter dinner where I will prepare grilled lamb.
By sundown I was tired and sweaty and decided to sit up at the barn in the quiet and enjoy a few adult beverages. It was interesting to watch the border collies work as the horses came up for the night.
Life is good.
I am a regular US Airways flyer for two reasons.
The planes are sparse, no power jacks, no movies/screens, an antiquated radio of sorts on an ancient double jack system. Basically you need to bring a book or iPod to be entertained.
One must pay for food and they always run out before they get to your seat. Bring your own food and your own bottle of water.
I have found the flight attendants are getting grouchier. We know the crew on the
But alas I thought this was the general state of the airline industry. And after all it is transportation at 550 MPH and 39,000 feet.
I had the chance to fly on Continental last week and I was in for a shock. It was a brand new and unblemished 737. The seats were comfortable. I got a free breakfast…everyone got one. They had live Direct TV at each seat for $6! That included pay-per-view movies that cost me $4.99 on my Direct TV.
The crew was nice and professional. They stayed up and walked the isles for 5 hours making sure everyone was comfortable and well hydrated. They walked around with trays of water and orange juice.
This flight was a joy and I paid $156 to fly from Vegas to NJ and on the
Shame on you US Airways. I know better now.
Okay so we went from cold snow, warm spring days, to 87 degrees yesterday in about 3 weeks.
Oh Wreg was a bit rusty on the golf course but I managed a few mighty shots and some decent recoveries. But it came down to one mighty whiff on my number 10 tee shot that caused some pain.
You see a tiny golf ball does offer some resistance when struck properly. It is the natural course of things. But when one misses the ball entirely, ones body compensates by augering into the ground in a mass of twisted back muscles and embarrassment.
Winter for me is like a long space journey. Even though I hit the gym regularly the old body has a lot of recovery to do from 6 months of relative inactivity.
But I managed a great time. I love warm weather.
I just discovered this morning that my wife has a secrete stash of
I’d guess we need a footlocker full in addition to take us to our dirt nap.
When I was younger I used to worry about getting enough coffee and bananas. I reasoned that because they were such an exotic items that any interruption in transportation would interrupt my coffee and bananas.
Looks like I’ll have plenty of both for the foreseeable future.
Never in my wildest dreams did I think that Girl Scout cookies and light bulbs would be threatened. The girl scout cookies suck now.