Betty Culler died last night. She was a sweet, adorable, stubborn, spirited, strong, independent, caring, compassionate woman. The children refer to her as "The Feed Lady." She is - was - the owner of Eel River Marketing. She not only had the feed business, she also had a soy product business. Her and her son own and ran it. Her son is going to continue running it I'm sure.
Less than half an hour after I had gotten home this morning from helping a friend of mine, I had received that phone call. I sat on the stairs and cried. Charlie asked me why I was sad and told him that "Miss Betty" died.
I went to take refuge outside and work the ground. I checked on one of the rabbits and I did not know she was pregnant. She had given birth to eight babies and rejected every one of them. So I had to pick up eight dead newborn bunnies, plus the after birth (and one of the bunnies was still in the sack) and clean all that up.
I moved the potatoes so the fencing could go up and buried the green growth from the potatoes so that more potatoes can come out of them. Then I planted lettuce, carrots, cucumber, and green beans. I started moving other things around to try to get this garden to work since everything (except the potatoes) have to be replanted from seed.
Tomorrow is a baby blessing. I am going to that since the baby's mom is my best friend. The gift that I want to give the baby we aren't going to be able to get until the first. I already told D that so she knows it's coming. I also want to make something. But I need to be careful with ingredients. I have no idea what I am going to make though. Maybe monkey bread or something.
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