This afternoon I was going out to get eggs and check on things in the greenhouse. As I was walking out there, I was thinking how happy I am to be living out in the woods, growing some of our food, having the chickens. I went through the gate into the orchard and was met by 20 chickens who thought I might have treats for them. I did so gave them some blueberries that were getting old, and some leftover oatmeal.
I walked on towards the greenhouse, thinking my grandma would be so proud if she could see me with my chickens and my garden, loving being out in the country. She would probably be surprised because when I was a young adult, she probably thought I’d totally lost my love for living in the country.
Into the greenhouse and I was thinking about people who like living in the cities and how nice it is that we can all find the place we’re comfortable. Yes, I was convinced I’m a true country girl.
The last thing I was going to do in the greenhouse was water the plants. I keep a couple of 5 gallon buckets of water in the greenhouse and on the days when we’ve drained the water lines due to cold (20 degree tonight), it’s easier to use the water in the buckets than to get the water lines going again.
I have a big cup – about a 6 cup plastic measuring cup that I keep in the greenhouse for getting water out of the buckets and onto the plants. I scooped up the cup full of water. You know how sometimes you catch a glimpse of something out the corner of your eye? I did and I looked into that cup of water I was holding . . a dead mouse! I guess he somehow fell into the water bucket last night and couldn’t get out and I scooped him up in the cup of water. I screamed and I’m not even going to tell you what I screamed. I threw that cup back into the bucket and ran for the door. Then I thought . . it’s just a mouse . . but I still went back to the house and asked Vince if he’d come dump that bucket for me. He did and I’m feeling a bit more like a city girl than a country girl right now. My grandma would have dealt with that mouse without thinking twice about it and she probably wouldn’t be quite so proud of my reaction to a totally dead mouse.