Greetings From Far Eastern Oregon
~ Spring is here
I hope that your weather is Spring-like and Mr. Winter is not pulling a joke on you. We have had a little rain, and it threatens to give us a bit more. It is nothing major but what you might expect. I noticed that some of the plants have wintered over–I hope various grasses all made it. I need to invest in a few spring flowers to add some color.
Farmers are out getting after the gophers, which are thriving. Cliff needs to do the same here, but he has been doing some much-needed tractor work.
While we wait for pups, we are still busy working on records and whatnot. There are plenty of things that get neglected once the pups arrive. We also continue to get a record number of inquiries–but nothing like 2020. We have been adding names to the Waitlist every week. Several checks are in the mail–we watch for them to arrive.
This Week On the Blog…
I am always looking for new information to share regarding the OwyheeStar offspring.
If you have a story that you will let me share–I need at least three sentences and a decent photo. I prefer to receive it via email. (FYI–we only use stories that feature the OwyheeStar Weimaraner).
We are always in need of OwyheeStar stories to share.
It helps when I get an email even if you send photos via another mode. I know you enjoy reading about other OwyheeStar pups–especially those related to yours.
For Your Review
Sunday— Mar. 14 — Sunday Photos
Monday–- Mar. 15 — Willow
Tuesday – Mar. 16 — Knobby
Wednesday — Mar. 17 — Millee
Thursday –- Mar. 18 — Caleb
Friday — Mar. 19— No Names Here
On a very personal note
An extraordinary package arrived this week–a hand-loomed scarf by my friend Sharyl. It turns out we decided I need a longer scarf, so I am to package and return it. I do love it so much–the new one will be identical except for the length.
I mentioned that I am getting the medication I supposedly need to prolong my life on the morning ditty. It should arrive on Tuesday–as with any medication, there is a list of potential side effects. The most concerning is vomiting –hopefully, that won’t be my luck.
I also reported that I would give up ceramics because of the silica dust, which is terrible on everyone’s lungs. Sure, I could wear a mask, but this dust is not worth the risk for me. If it gets into the lungs, it takes up permanent residence. A lot of potters have lung issues. Anyhow, since we moved into the farmhouse, the kiln and the wheel have been stored on a pallet in the shop, gathering dust. There is no place to set up a studio here–so many reasons to let them go. Marshall has been searching everywhere for an old Shimpo wheel (like the one I had)–the kiln and wheel are exactly what he had hoped to find. He told me he had been looking for two years–I saw another one on eBay in Georgia. Shipping would have driven the price up, and to be honest, it was hard to know if it would work. At least mine was working when it went into storage. (Haha)
Even though I am behind the curve in the greenhouse (because I was not sure I would be able to have the garden this year), things are sprouting. Christina loves the greenhouse and the garden work–I am glad we can work together on it. It makes me smile when she reports back that she checked on things–and which things have sprouted.
Cliff has been doing tractor work–he is getting the ground ready to plant some grass in his training area. Of course, with spring pressing in, he will have to get the wheel line fixed soon. The winter wind caught it, and it got the worst end of things. (OMG) Meanwhile, every moment he can find is invested in our master bath. I am very excited to see the project come together.