Saturday, 70% chance of rain. This was the day I planned to head out for a bit of foraging.  Hmmmm? Foraging in the rain or writing articles in the dry? Who knows until I wake up Saturday morning and decide. Sunday is supposed to be nice. But, I think I am doing dinner maybe Sunday with the family. BUT….there is always Sunday morning. And I always have the option of calling into work on a pretty day, sick of course, and then have the need to go forage for some herbs to make myself better? Rofl….hey….if others can take off to go to the Doc, I should be able to take off to go get a supply of Spring meds.  Norm is not doing so well and he has to have surgery again. Some day I will get the answer of why things like that happen just when someone reaches the point of life when they plan to rest a bit. Then again, the answer may be that there is not answer.  Chris is wonderful. He is such a good man and I am lucky and grateful. This weekend we start getting eggs in the incubator, kill the last 5 roosters for the freezer, start building a chick coop and all that other wonderful Spring stuff.  Where did Winter go? I missed it!