Category : Life in the Country

Mice, how I hate thee

I know most people dislike mice. Mice in general, outside running free, are just fine. It’s when they get in my kitchen, and leave their droppings all over my counter, sink, and now table that really gets under my skin. This has been going on for a week now. We have poison laid out (normally I don’t do poison, or toxins, but usually it’s so effective. Not this time though) and put out sticky pads but to no avail. We’ve laid out two sticky pads. He’s got himself stuck on both and managed to tear himself away leaving nice patches of fur behind. At this point I think there might be more than one. I’ve been too tired to deal with it as thoroughly as it needs to be, and when it got on the table I just threw up my hands and we’ve been using the porch table ever since. I know that sounds terrible, but it’s true. Dad finally got all the dishes washed last night so there was less of a mouse mess to clean up, since there was nothing to eat.

I’m hoping to tackle the table over the course of the day. The plan is to do as little as possible, which is a whole other story, but I do want to get dinner made and the table cleaned off.

What a time we are having around here.

Why I love the Winter in the Country!

Though my family didn’t move out into the country until I was 14 years old, I always had a love for the outdoors.” The more space the better” was always my thought. Even as a child I felt connected in a special way to plants and dirt, the wind and the sun. When there was severe weather you could always find me outside with my brothers running around in the wind and the beginnings of giant rain drops (my poor mother). It was as though God was speaking to me through nature.

So it was a very easy decision to move back to the country with my parents after Samantha was born. We were out here practically every weekend, often for the entire weekend, in order to get away from the city and decompress.

There is a beauty during the winter months that city life pales in comparison to. It doesn’t happen all the time, but waking up to trees covered in ice or heavy wet snow clinging to now low hanging branches is simply breathtaking. It truly is a winter wonder land. Add to that a warm fire, hot cocoa or cider and a good book or movie and you are set.

I want to share with you my country winter view.




This is one of my favorites!



Don’t you just want to go exploring in there?!


An old well with a tree growing inside it. Long out of use.


Waking up and looking out the window to see this is such a blessing. I think heaven will sparkle like these trees do. It is simply beautiful!


I’m linking this to Homestead Barn Hop!