Tuesday, May 08, 2007

What you can't find in the city...

I've been perusing The Ranch lately, just checking things out, photographing this and that. Our neighbor brought us a carton of contraband eggs today, of the variety that are free-range, all natural, and completely organic. I always have to laugh when I see organic, free range eggs in the grocery store, because have you ever noticed people? That we're not uniform and exactly the same? Nature doesn't frequently make things uniformly, and food is certainly no exception. But these eggs will be yummy, for sure, and will be great scrambled with organic chives and processed cheese.
SuperNan is in to birds of the last few years, and enjoys nothing more than getting up and running to the window in the living room every five minutes to see if another bird is eating the food she puts out for them. It's slightly obsessive, I have to say, but at the same time very nice to be so close to nature. And no, the oranges are not organic, but the tree probably would be if we quit dousing the weeds surrounding it with Round-Up.

The birds are affectionately, and very creatively, named Orville and Woody. We may have one of this breed of bird, or ten of each breed. Either way we call them all Orville or Woody, and if they don't like it they can just eat their lunch elsewhere.

Of course, Dixie and Kami are integral parts of Ranch life, and they are too much fun to nap with, or even better, to persuade to do ridiculous things with the promise of steak bones and potato chips. They nap together, play together, eat together, and pee together. If that doesn't spell the best of friends, then I don't know what does.

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