Life at Homeland Farm

Before Hard time...    I was lying in bed today, trying to overcome yet another bout of vertigo. If you have never had vertigo, I don't recommend it. Feeling the room spin for no particular reason is real bummer. Trust me. It did however give me a chance to play with my new "tablet", and I made a really interesting discovery.    All this time, I thought I was just a mere farmgal/blogger/small town girl. Oh, but I am SO MUCH MORE! Let me tell you, I may be only 50, but I have seen and done a lot! I will fill you in on my great, and not so great accomplishments.    First off, I didn't know it, but apparently have been "tweeting"...yep, I have a "Twitter" account, and apparently tweet as 'Carmita24'..must be when I am feeling all sassy and latin-y. OLE! Of course, that is after working my forty hours a week as a Nurse Practitioner in Texas. (Spell check says I am spelling that wrong, so I hope I am a better doctor then a speller.)  ...

A REAL HOUSE WIFE OF BRIDGTON MAINE     I don't usually watch much television, but lately have found myself flipping through the channels for a couple hours before bed. I can not say I am a fan of any of the "Real Housewives of BLANK", but have seen enough of a few of them to know one thing...Their lives are not very real. Or, perhaps, maybe it is just that my life is so very "unreal". Let me show you what I mean and you can decide.     First of all, these ladies live in such clean houses. With Kids. And an occasional pet. I wake up in the morning, and have at least 2 dogs on my bed and there is no "teacup" anything. I feel a warm breath on my back at night and know it isn't Cliffy, but the 100 pound behemoth dog wedged between us. And no cutesy names here like "Mr Gibbs" or "Fluffy"..we have cats with substantial names..you know like Stewbeef, and Muffinhead.        My youngest is a big fan of the military. I can often ...

   Perusing some old photos the other day, it occurred to me that for some reason, my mouth is seldom closed. I don't plan on taking pictures with my mouth open, it just seems that it happens a lot. Perhaps it is because I have such important stuff to say. Yea, that's it, I'm sure. I know the family would agree with me, I am a veritable fountain of fun facts and humorous  stories. Take these following photos for example.. Here is an attempt at a lovely mother/daughter photo Brogan saying "Will you keep your mouth shut and smile!" Me really trying hard...Brogan realizing there is no hope.. College room mate reunion...everyone looks great..well..almost everyone.. Even cleaning the chicken pen my mouth is open.. SEE! Oh yes! Much better!                          Right Cliffy????       WAIT! I have...

   Another year well under way and I have decided it is time to get blogging! It has been a busy year all ready and we have added to our animal friends.     We are currently up to 11 horses, three alpacas, three goats, laying hens, bantams, peacocks, a cow and calf, a pot bellied pig, and two..wait.. four rabbits! Quite the varied assortment. My daughter Brogan (or as she is also know Ellie May Clampett ) runs her own rescue, Animal Rescue Unit....THUS the large variety of critters. Plus, she has 2 dogs and two cats and we have 2 dogs and four cats, and lo and behold, a stray (drop off?) appeared today at the end of our property. Of course, the little Dachshund was welcomed into the house. Nanny and her calf   Brogan comes from a long line of animal lovers. My grandmother Althea was a great lover of all animals, as is my mother Betty. So, it was only natural that Brogan turn into an animal advocate. Mother and her calf Me and my calf ...

     In case you have been wondering where I have been lately, we have been very busy here at Homeland Farm. Here is a small ditty to explain what I have been doing lately.       Walking "Round with Stinky Under (my) Arm" Sing to the tune of Walking in a Winter Wonderland, Please..        We have an old cat,         his name is Stinky         he has a big sore,         the size of my pinkie         we thought he would die,         and even started to cry,         Walking 'Round with Stinky Under (my)Arm          He started to ooze,          from under his tail,          I tried to blot,          but to no avail          off to the vet,        ...

   So, I was on Facebook today, putting on an assortment of pictures from this summers activities here at Homeland Farm. And there was one thing that kept leaping out at me...The one thing I came to realize is that some people really should NOT be photographed. In any light. Under any circumstances. Ever.    Then, of course there are some people who do not, can not  or will not EVER take a bad picture. Don't believe me? Let me show you some perfect examples.....Exhibits A-E... Brogan with her boyfriend Brogan with her Mother      Liam cuddling with his cute pet Me cuddling with my cute pet Me hanging around the farm..                                   Cameron hanging around the farm Brogan in dining room with her little creature Me in dining room with my...

     Once again, it is Labor Day weekend, and I am wondering where our summer went. I really  believe that the older you get, the faster time flies. Seems like it was just the 4th of July, and now here we are on the verge of September. We were in the parade this year, with a float representing my daughters animal rescue. We managed to pull off  the "Judges Choice" prize, not bad for about 2 hours work. In the past, we have merely been parade watchers, blending in with the rest of the crowd. Except,  of course, for that one notable year..the one year Zenya and I almost got arrested.      Now I wish I could say it was Zenya's fault, but alas, it was mine. Oddly enough, I think that was the last year she accompanied me to the parade. Weird. I thought we had fun. Funny how something "fun" in one person's eyes could be seen as illegal in another persons eyes.       It all started innocently enoug...