Striving Acres proudly announces Bindi
born September 22, 2015 at 4:56 p.m., @ 45 lbs
After much back and forth discussion, Ted and I finally settled on the name Bindi as a tribute to the late and great Steve Irwin (1962 – 2006). He was an animal lover, a wildlife expert, a conservationist, and he was fully passionate about all forms of life. He named his own daughter Bindi, a word from the southern Australian Aboriginal Pitjandtjara language meaning “awakening”.
We cannot think of a better name for our little Bindi because that is indeed what she is for us: an awakening. Seeing her birth and seeing how Bessie, and now Beef, react to her, care for her, and love her goes beyond anything we ever imagined. Our little Bindi’s birth has renewed our commitment to run an ethical and humane farm for all of the animals here.
We will never be wealthy by society’s standards because of the affirmation to live by this commitment, but in the ways that matter, we are rich beyond belief to simply be part of the circle of life and to perhaps inspire others to realize that you, too, can live this wonderful life-altering dream.
322.2 miles ÷ 8.199 gallons = 39.297mpg! That’s awesome!
The Rusted Barn is having their Christmas Open House right now! I just got home (I shopped almost an hour there!). If you haven’t made it in yet, they’re still open until 7pm tonight. Go, and wear your Christmas sweater so you can enter the Ugly Christmas Sweater Contest, too!
The trees that Tina decorated are GORGEOUS!
I came home with lots of decorating ideas!
This snowman called to me. I bought him! He’s standing by my living room tv now.
I loved the old train set up at the table.
Elfie and Elfis will be bringing some of these neat glasses as a treat for Jake and Sahara.
Tina and Ryan are such sweet people. Go in and support a local business, and mark a little Christmas shopping off of your list!
Tell them Jeannettea sent you!
Eleven years ago in the upstairs bathroom, Jake was born. My life has never been the same since #4 arrived!
Jake, just minutes after his homebirth
He’s one of the sweetest kids around, and as he gets older each year, I’m noticing that ornery streak coming out in him just like his Dad Ted, sisters Janeesa and Sahara, and brother Teddy! Right now, he’s into drawing, creating graphic novels and comics and Scratch.com projects about Yellowbross (his character), Minecraft, and Legos (double points for combining Minecraft and Legos!).
He loves his “birthday week” because there’s always a field trip, a kid party, a family party, and trick or treating.
He designed his birthday cake this year to have Yellowbross’ face on top, and he was thrilled with how it turned out.
He’s currently working on putting together this huge Minecraft Lego set that he got for his birthday; it has over 2800 pieces!
Happy 11th birthday, Jake! Mama loves you!
This happened five years ago; Facebook reminded me. I just had to share it here! LOL
Oct. 27, 2012
On the way home from the field trip yesterday, just at the end of our road, I saw a HUGE hornets’ nest about six inches off the ground (seriously, this thing was about 18″ – 24″ tall and great big around as well). I asked my Dad about it, and he called me later and said he got out of his car, whacked it with a stick (is that a guy thing b/c I would NEVER whack a bees’ nest with a stick!!! LOL), and it was empty.
I decided I wanted it so I could do a school lesson with it. I showed it to Ted Hollingshead today, and when we returned from Christmas shopping, he got big tree branch loppers out and cut it down for me and set it in the van. Part of the branch was still coming out of the top so I was holding it steady from the front passenger’s seat when I SAW A HORNET FALL OUT OF IT AND MOVE AROUND!!!!
I was screaming for him to stop, and I’m sure he thought I was nuts, but I was going to bail out of the moving vehicle until he finally stopped, and I jumped out of it. He opened the door, and he said it was just one – until he moved the nest and several more were starting to crawl out!!! Needless to say, he threw the nest into the weeds, and I have no hornets’ nest for a cool science lesson.
It was a great idea, though, and I still can’t believe we had a live hornets’ nest in our van driving around with it (I need to mention Ted has always supported my crazy ideas if they’re homeschooling related; tomorrow I’ll tell you all about the “dead” bat he caught for homeschool!).
It’s no secret that I am horrible at figuring out if cats are boys or girls. Pretty much all the other animals I can figure out easily, but I always seen to call it wrong on the kittens! We found out when we took thin to be neutered that he was actually a girl! We had her spayed oh, and she’s had an entire week to recuperate. She’s fine now and is bouncing all over the furniture and climbing up the back of the couch and my legs, etc, etc. It is time to introduce her to the rest of the gang!
It didn’t go so well. She saw Tucker, and Tucker saw her near Tucker’s food bowl, and then they started hissing at each other.
Rory loves everybody and wanted to love her too, but the little kitten was already hissing and had her back up, and he decided he wanted none of that. He kept trying with her, but every time he would get even close to her she would hiss and growl at him. Eventually he backed off so he could go eat breakfast in peace.
I stood out there with her for about 15 minutes to let them see each other, but the little kitten just wouldn’t calm down. Anytime one of the cats even looked at her, she was hissing and arching her back and growling like crazy. Since they’re so much bigger than she is, I don’t feel comfortable leaving her out there because I’m afraid if they get into a fight she would really get hurt. Evidently she thinks she’s big and bad! LOL I’ll try again tomorrow.
I love this little dog! I got Smidge at the flea market ten and a half years ago. She was just a little, solid black, fuzzy, tiny slip of a pup, and she fit in the palm of my hand. I carried her around in the pocket of my robe for weeks. I used to push Jake’s stroller around with Smidge hiding out in the bottom basket; she’s always loved to people watch! She greets me every single morning even though she sleeps in Jake’s room at the foot of his bed (a habit she started the night Cooper died, taking Cooper’s spot to comfort an inconsolable little boy).
She is one of the best dogs in the world, and she’s well loved here at Striving Acres!
Good mornin’, America; how are ya?
Know your food; know your farmer!