Rose keeps saying wistfully, “I can’t wait until spring because then we don’t have to wear jackets ever again. Right Coley? Spring is the warmest season.”
Are your kids totally, adorably inaccurate?
Last night I came home from Girlz Beer Nite (so full of debauchery you have to spell it like you’re in a heavy metal video — or at least all the debauchery you can manage before 10:15 pm) to a quiet house. I immediately wanted a full report on the kids from Dan. (I could kayak the Amazon River, fend off crocodiles, and upon my return, want a full report on the kids before even showering).
The big news was that right at bedtime Col couldn’t find Sealy (bedtime lovey). So, Dan, Col and Rose launched a comprehensive search party for the missing seal. After awhile Col asked Rose if she had taken Sealy. “Yes. I did, Coley,” she admitted grimly. She led Col into her room to retrieve the seal who strangely, never turned up. Dan, getting suspicious, asked Rose if she had really taken Sealy. She clung fiercely to her false confession, even apologizing sadly to Col. Eventually Col found Sealy under his pillow, right where he had left him. Yoiks!
This is just to say that inaccuracy is the air we breathe around here.
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Back to Spring, which is not a jacketless season here at 6512 feet. But it is the time when deer and elk drop the antlers right off their heads like so much excess baggage. Dan has been an enthusiastic antler hunter for the last 15 years, and though he’s made beautiful things (go here to see the beautiful things) with the antlers and sold them, you could lose a small child under the mounds of antlers accumulating on our property.
And just as the kids are expected to clear out old toys occasionally, Dan agreed to cull a sizable stack of antlers before any new ones found their way out of the woods to our house this spring.
And you, dear readers, are welcome to come over and grab as many as you desire, if, of course, you live within grabbing distance.
They make great drawer pulls.
And cabinet door openers.
We use them as coat racks.
And biology lessons. Col wants you to see how chipmunks, squirrels and mice have chewed on this antler, seeking calcium and other minerals.
You can hang jewelry on antlers, and make buttons from them. They make great slingshots and are nifty back-scratchers too. We train peas and vining squash up them in the garden.
Col has been fond of antlers for a long, long time. Sometimes he just likes to carry them around, and even sleep with them.
Here’s what’s available, right now:
Come and get it!
Anyone have other ideas on how to recirculate the wealth?
Also, if you have a blog or are on facebook, tell your friends about the bonanza.