Rooster, not King

This is the He-Man himself! Not the chick on Ryland's hand in my last blog entry. He has attacked me, Ryland and Bill. JK has escaped - so far. He's not a bad bird and not stupid. He's just programed to be an ***#@#**. He can't help himself. We use a Christmas tree holder as a shield when we go out - or at least I do. He keeps his eye on me the whole time. It's quite un-nerviing

The new batch o' birds will soon be big enough to be out of their small pen during the day. I don't know yet how many of the New Hampshire Reds are male/female ..... we shall see .......

At a recent birthday party, the hosts' father was in charge of the BBQ. He had his pieces of chicken half done by the time we got there and was basting it with a home-made concoction. I had some, and then some more. And I had to keep nibbling every time I passed by the table. We found out later it was home-raised chicken, home butchered as well. I must say - I've never had chicken that tasted so good!! !!! It was a tad drier, more lean and the flavour was natural-gourmet. I can't wait for our rooster to finish growing to full size. Yum, Yum in advance.

Ry with New Hampshire Red

This is my son Ryland with one of our new chicks - a New Hampshire Red. We sell the eggs out of our store and sometimes direct from our refrigerator to neighbors. This rooster tries to attack anyone coming into his domain. I keep trying to get it through his thick skull that HE is not in charge of anything - I AM !!! But he doesn't listen very well. Ryland is very good with that nasty rooster. One time he attacked Ryland, who caught him by the leg and held on tight. The rooster ended up hanging upside-down by that leg. After that he had a bit more respect for my short son.

The Full Dragon

This is the rest of the beastie you see in the next entry. By the way - Humboldt is the home of the world renowned Kinetic Sculpture Race - a Humboldt original and a crack up to watch - especially the water entry segment. You never know who will float, sink or just sit there going nowhere (but having fun). You see, the rules are basic: must be human powered, must traverse sand, road and sea, and it has to be artistic (open to interpretation, of course). I'm not sure if this dragon was ever in the KS race, but it has the look.

Fire Dragon

I often say we have too much fun in Humboldt, when I'm not saying we eat well in Humboldt, both of which are completely true. I shot this picture at the Plan It Green Convention which came complete with parade. The parade had electric cars and hydrogen-powered cars as well as pedal-pushers (bikes), and a circus like troop all decked out for Mardi-Gras complete with jugglers and - oh yes - a troop of karate kids. It was a fun day and we did well, selling several kitchen composters and lots of bamboo socks ... and a few other things as well. All in all it was a very good day.

Nooner Cafe

A few weeks ago I heard about a new place to eat in Eureka. Since my husband & I were going "into town" that day, I suggested we give it a try. The fare was not your usual Americana hamburger or sandwich. I had an Italian roast beef sandwich which included Portobello mushrooms and pesto. It was better than OK, better than same-ol'-same-ol' so I was glad we stopped there for lunch. The cafe was in an alley, as you can see, and had a bit of European-ness about it. I even enjoyed the view. Then it was back to work for us both. Now if I could only get my husband to turn off his cell phone, knock-off with the business conversation and just ENJOY the MOMENT ..... but then he is a type A and loves business - what's a girl to do?