

These are the chickens whose eggs I eat, and they are the best, and freshest I’ve ever had. They are Easter egg colors, and so feed both taste and sight. I look forward to adding chickens here at Bag End, but I must be patient. In the meantime, breakfast is a happy time!
I’ve been working on enlarging the fire pit so I can have a bigger fire, more people, and fit a small oven next to the wonderful tripod/spit that Red Oak Forge made for me.
Last evening I roasted the first of many chickens on the spit, and ate like royalty!The wind was so strong though that I had to lower the spit way down and keep the fire really built up rather than just cook with the coals. Turned out great though, so, okay.
As evening settles like a shawl over Stone Mountain, I am content and warm, full and happy. I most certainly live in paradise, and look forward to what each day brings. God has been good to us.
We had a pretty good snow a week before Christmas, but this time, the snow was a good 12 inches. The wind was not really strong, but almost constant, so drifts formed and moved as the winds shifted from the normal NW to the nor’easter that swept in on Monday night. We didn’t get the worst of it by a long shot, but it was certainly enough for me! I love snow, though right now it’s tough getting around in it. I’ll take a walk this afternoon and see what’s going on in the back woods.
The day began early with a ride north for a little minor surgery. The sun was up before we left, but not before we rose. The sky was a won...