Fat pheasants abounded today. I took a double take on our way home from church to make sure one wasn't a turkey. The weather finally warmed up to fifty degrees and the pheasants came out in droves. Jeff took the kids out to the land we're trying to buy and Sadie chased them while the kids ran. They were bouncing in the apartment with deafening synergy, so it was good for them to get out for a while.
If you're wondering, we still haven't had an offer on our house. I still can't figure out why. It's such a great house and the daffodils and redbuds, are probably blooming now. I love the yard in the spring. I never dreamed it would be so difficult to sell. I'm trying not to stress out about it, but it's tough. That hardest part is not being able to do anything to change the situation. Yes I know, have patience. I'm working on it. The good news is that no matter how long we have these double payments, we'll never starve. We can always go out and catch a pheasant.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Fat Pheasant Festival
Posted by Jen Seegmiller at 10:28 PM
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