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Bloody Hands and Dirty Fingernails

5/26/2015

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Well, I must say, I sure caught up with myself...after a fashion. I'm talking about the damage I do to myself on a weekly basis just simply from living life on a farm.

It all started with the chicken I butchered before breakfast. (By now you are probably aware that I commit odd actions prior to my morning feed...and I really do prefer butchering not on a full stomach.) 

This particular chicken had a nice, sharp little spur....and, you guessed it, I cut myself on it while skinning her (I'm just skinning these old birds--seven of them left--rather than going through all the trouble to heat water, scald, pluck...). I didn't just cut myself any ol' place, but on my left palm. I tried to get it to bleed a little more than it wanted to, but regardless of that, I observed with interest the different layers of the dermis. By now, I think I'm warding off infection, but you'll probably understand why once I tell you what else I did.

Racing the rain (which it did rain, praise the Lord!), I was scrambling to clear out the grass from around the wee little rhubarb plants and even some of the larger small ones. I started before lunch, hands and knees--and discovered that I weed about five plants every 20 minutes. (Twenty minute intervals between my meds develop interesting trains of thought.)

When I came in to take my last one (for the morning session), I went straight into lunch preparation mode; Mama and Savannah being gone to a doctors appointment and Katherine nose-first in school books. Katherine and I consumed the last of that French turned Italian rabbit I made the other day...and boy was it good! (Sorry if I'm bragging...I get so excited when stuff I make turns out really good.) I cooked up some onions (with a lot of coconut oil) and then slipped the meat in, put a healthy dose of salt and garlic powder on top, and then the finale--cream. There were no complaints from either of us about emptying the skillet. :D (Oh yes, we also had green beans [a Racheal staple] and cauliflower.) 

After lunch and dishes and coffee, I went back out, even more in race mode. The sky was getting cloudier and darker...and the wind had picked up. I actually got wet before I came in, having completed the most important plants--then it really rained a bit later. :)

Anyway, sometime before it started sprinkling, I suddenly felt pain along the upper inside of my right pinky finger. I looked. "I guess I must have gotten a blister and it popped."

I went back to work, a little more gingerly, but still as fast as I could manage without damaging the plants. I lost the skin completely off it--so I had two hands that were hurting more or less. Usually, under calmer circumstances, I probably would have started imagining I was some sort of heroic person from a different generation. Instead, I just stuck to my stubborn streak and ignored it for the most part.

Ah, but the story doesn't end there! Join me at my second to last plant.

I suddenly realized that I had red stuff on my left pinky. Interesting. Nice shade. Wonder how long it's been bleeding. Doesn't hurt. Hurry up Racheal, it's raining a little harder. You only have one more plant to do then you should go in. Your mother probably would have told you to come in when it started to rain to begin with. HA! Done! Thank-you, Lord, for the rain.

All this above is also how I got the dirty fingernails. ;) 

Katherine is helping with supper because there are certain processes I'm steering away from with a sore spot on one hand and a band-aid on the other. See y'all some other time...it sure felt good to work today without keeling over when I was done. :)

      Racheal

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