Day 1 of the write Everyday challenge

I told my followers I would try to write everyday. Well I’m going to make it a challenge, because y’all seem to like me for some reason? πŸ˜‰

You are going to be in for a mess of topics, n what not for me to write everyday.

I really hope I don’t bore you, and you join me on this. I’ll also be using my own raw unedited cheap phone photography for the headings.

For those of you who are new I should or you in on what to expect.

I don’t have internet just cellphone data, everything is written on my little adroid.

I normally write when I have a moment, I am a busy women. This means I don’t edit things well, and somtimes I go back and edit things late.

Paragraphs are usually in the order they come pooring out of me, so sometimes I may seem like a jumbled mess, but that just it, I am. I’m not hima or perfect. I am what I am, the jumbled mess.

I like to save money, if I find a way I usually share for other cheap asses who would care.

I also share a lot of fast recipes for the lazy cooks.

The Outdoor Redhead means.. I am a redhead who is out a lot, hunting, fishing,walking,taking pictures,road riding, working, etc.

My little keeps me busy so I will sometimes share things about the whole moming thing.

I’m crazy..if you don’t hsee a redhead in your life I thought id clue you in on that bit, so you will get a whole lot of feeling filled crazinese.

Poetry and thought, yeah I write that stuff.

So here goes day 1 of writing, let’s see how far we go in a year.

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A How To do Food Plots

Okay so, I dont get into all this “test your soil ” crap for gardening or food plots.

Let me just tell you our step by step and you can decide for yourself if you want to spend unessecary money on tests.

Step one:

clear or find a clear part of your property.We cleared a couple of spots on our families shared camp property using a backhoe and grader.Obviously make sure you have traffic , as in deer coming around, in these areas.

Step 2:

Till up the soil and throw out any rocks that are in the way

Step 3:

throw out some lime to neutalize the soil and fertilizer ( the cheap stuff dude, don’t buy a name)

Step 4:

throw out your choice of seed.

Step 5:

let it grow and set out some cameras to see what nature comes around and be smart don’t shoot until your legal.The end

Obviously it’s work for aome fun for others. ( Im others)As for your soil pay attention to your surroundings. What grows? What doesn’t grow? Is their a lot of pine trees…because if there is I’ll bet your soil is acidic and you’ll have a time growing anything….Etc.

But once you get one started you should only have to do steps 2-5 each year.

The Dead Period of My Outdoors Life

It’s January. I haven’t posted a lot in a while. And I’m sorry for that.

Here is what I’ve been up to.

#Sirphis aka Muddy Girl sent me a little present for the Holidays, this warm – warm as in your use to being up North and when it’s 20Β°F it feels like spring – hardshell jacket with my second favorite print serenity.

Y’all can get a 15% discount using my code btw FIELDSTAFF730 and clicking the picture below will get you to the right website… no I don’t get paid any profit, but I do like helping you save on cool clothes.

So I HAD to try and get some updated pictures.

The one up there ⬆was taken while my husband and I went to check on the camp, while out predator/bunny hunting…

Let me just say. As far as hunting goes.. y’all I’ve not seen a darn thing since the grouse I shot back in the fall.

It really makes a girl question herself and her abilities…

Below here ⬇ is a picture..I was TRYING to take in good lighting, but I had to share because when I went to look how it turned out, I found my mini me copying me! 😁

I’ve also been planning out my gardens. I have ideas about a pumpkin patch in my back yard and building a bigger raised bed.

I’ve got food plots on my mind too. We will see where that goes.

BUT my January is pretty boring yall. The snow is to high and the baby is to big to carry snow shoeing this year..yeah last year I carried her snow shoeing.

Anyways, that’s real life guys. Real life of a mom.

Anniversary Weekend Pictures.

Friday through Sunday my husband and I stayed out at our family camp. My sister in-law and her family stayed with us. It was a break we all needed.

The day started with a snow that had me mad – because I don’t have a bow to hunt with during bow season – but anxious to get my husband out in his stand.

But we needed food for the house and camp. So off we went.

One of the things I love about living where we do is, we have miles of nothing but the big woods between towns, it’s beautiful and less stressful than a the big towns and cities.

Friday night my husband and I road in with our daughter after shopping for all of our splurge foods.

I love taking the road in, it’s always breath taking during the four seasons.

Saturday we took a stroll out to my deer blind, check the camera. Hunting season has really become our Family activity.

I had to see how my mock scrape was doing too, I need to give it a little longer before I decide, if you would like to TRY this, comment below and I’ll hook you up. πŸ˜‰

Shortly after I shot my first grouse!

Perfect head shot, my husband got two, and now together we have five.

Enough for a meal!

Our first wedding anniversary weekend was a success I would have to say.

Life And It’s Changes

I’ve been silent for a while. I know some of you are wondering what happened and some of you know.

July was very hard, my Grandfather was diagnosed with a fast acting pancreatic cancer. As soon as I heard the news I was axious to go home to Georgia and just be with him.

I didn’t know how, seeing how every flight had been around 1,000 dollars. I had my daughter to think about, and who I couldn’t leave behind. My husband couldn’t leave his job without losing it. Emotions were everywhere.

That’s when God stepped in.

My older sister who lives in a different state calls me up. She found a flight that aligned with hers to Chattanooga Tennessee, it was only $632 for my daughter and I, but I had to leave the next day, find someone to bring me to the airport or pick my vehicle up for me.

Again God stepped in

Our friend Nathan showed up to help out offering to pick our vehicle up.

We arrived down to Georgia and the instant familiar mountains, curves, and humidity hugged me, bringing on a comfort I had not felt in a long time.

The next day we went straight to my grandfathers house, the house that grew me. The place I learned a lot about hard work and being greatful for what you have.

Not a inch of the house, the property went without some story from my childhood.

My grandfather had been pestured so many times to cut open a chestnut 🌰where the big chestnut tree use to stand tall.

Neighbored by the trailor where he stayed when we lived in his house.

I use to wait for him in the driveway. He would get off of working at the old Clakesville Mill, wearing his overhalls and caring his blue lunch pail.

My sister and I would play in the sand waiting until then, then go around the back of his trailor. He always had a Moonpie πŸŒ› waiting.

I liked the chocolate ones of course. My sister Brenda would go and pet his leapord . We would sit and talk to him and Betty, she was his girlfriend.

They would ask us about school, and have us read something. Making us feel so smart, and specifial.

Then he would get his auto harps out and play for us. He let us us play with one of his older ones. We would play and sing old hyms like “I’ll Fly Away”

All these memories and going into the house knowing this was the end in this world, put a huge weight on my chest. It was so hard to bare.

My Aunt Teresa was their,she embraced us with a warm hug.

she has always been so beautiful, kind, gentle, and dear to me…my hear sank with how much all of this showed on her.

Brenda and I opened the old screen door that my daddy had built so many years ago and momma painted white with blue trim. It was still marked with the hole we put in it.

My paw was sitting in his recliner, I was half expecting the usual laughter of joy that always had greated us. It wasn’t there. He was just laying there trying hard to keep his eyes open.

This was the very first time he got to meet my sweet little girl, who’s presents helped everyone in the room at that moment.

I went over and kissed his cheek after my sister. He wanted to hold Casidy, being in a strange place she of course didn’t go, but sat studying him while eating her cheese it’s.

Paw finally getting up energy to talk said “I recon’ I’ll be going to meet the good Lord soon. ” Then continued into prayer thanking God for bringing us to be with him.

My heart broke even more, reality was setting in, my Paw had the same look many of the residents I had cared for as a CNA had in their last day, it upset me .

Though we all know one day we will be their and our loved ones too, I still had never thought to see that look on one of MY loved ones.

Paw finished praying, I went over to attempted getting Casidy to hug him singing “I love you, a bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck, and a hug around the neck. ” it worked she hugged him and giggled about it too, proceeding to “tickle tickle” Paw.

Paw laughed, and said “I love you. ”

And for the first time ever my little girl said those three words clear as day “I love you. ”

The rest of the time we sat and watched him sleep, and when he woke up with a bit of strength Paw just repeated over and over looking us all straight in the eye “I love you. ” those words with his voice are the greatest gift my Paw has ever given me. I hope it stays with me for ever.

This world has all of us young folks so busy and with big eyes for the shiny things in life and selfishness, that we are forgetting what is really important.

I’m guilty of it…

During my visit my Cousin Forest who is older told me a story about a time he, my grandfather, and great grandpaw Bryson. He ended it with telling me “We had nothing, no vehicles just horse and buggy, no computers, no phones likes today, just each other and love. We made time for each other and spent life with each other, nothing means more then that.”

Now, we have phones that don’t have a conversation going with the neighbors listening but we don’t call.

We have vehicles, but don’t visit

We have computers, but don’t even take the time to send a message.

Life is changing, and my visit with the old timers in my family really woke me up more than ever.

I need to change, we all do, we all need to learn to love again and what that means.

But thats just this redheads opinion.

Have a great week y’all

One of the last pictures I have with mu Grandfather taken in 2011, I was 17.

I miss him

Hard Work & Family Time

When you mix our kind of work with a little time for your friends and family time you are bound for a little adventure.

These past two weeks have been absolutely packed full and busy. So I am going to just give you the highlights of the Memorial day weekend and week. πŸ™‚

Saturday we got up early, it’s the time of the year we have to start the process of cutting, splitting, hauling, and stacking, wood.

We headed out to the family camp to do exactly that.

With my daughter in one arm I threw wood in the bed if the truck while my husband split it.

It wasn’t to much longer when my father inlaw and our great uncle showed up. They took over for me.

So Casidy and I went on our own adventure.

When it was all said and done, we headed in.

That night we had our friends over for a little cook out. It was a good time as always up until they decided to get funny.

My sister in law and I was in the kitchen talking to the other ladies when her husband calls us.

“Sara, shanna, come look at this! ” he calls.

Well, assuming one of our husbands wad probably doing something hilariously stupid we walked towards my back screen door.

The guys had a Pine snake 🐍 caught in a tub.

I grabbed my daughter and ran back through the house with my sister inlaw behind me. Both of us screaming.

She yells, ” Get in the car! Get in my car! ” no questions asked I got into the passengers side of the car.

With our driveway being so muddy from the rain Sara slides on her ass falling.

She gets in, turns the car on.

Here those pains in our butts come with the snake, Sara puts the car in reverse and there we were ready to go.

I yell out the window “kill it! ”

One yells back “No, we can’t. ”

I yell back “I don’t give a shit kill the damn thing”

Getting the hint the guys finally got into my friends car and took the snake off down the road.

I’m still pissed they didn’t kill it, watch it come right back.

See, when you grow up down south with poisonous snakes like this copperhead that bit my friends son over the weekend-who is thank God alright🐍, you do not make friends. I hate them.

Sunday came along, we ended up fixing a belt on our car and that evening I finally got my garden in.

Monday I spent my time with my family. My parents, nephews, grandfather,and friends came for another cook out.

It was nice, we ate good food like my friends yummy chickpea salad recipe, which I will ask her if I can share with y’all.

Tuesday, I did mor gardening. and something pretty awesome happened

This women right here, ran.

It was freaking hot in the house, so I decided after my workout and a little gardening I was going to put casidy in the stroller and walk to my mother in laws for dinnner.

The walk turned into me running 1/4 of a mile.
Guys, this is huge for me! Why? I havent ran without having an “episode” from my superventricular tachiacaria in years. This is a condition that caused my heart will beat to fast. I usually A. Lose vision or B . Faint while feeling dizzy like and overwhelmingly hot.

It’s been 4 years and today I really think I can get back to 5 miles a day. I have to thank beachbody for teaching me how to eat properly/drink water consistently and all the motivation I have to exercise everyday from my team and being a coach. Not only has it helped that condition, but my RA so much.

Wednesday I went over to my mother-in -laws so she could show me how to cook with a preserve ruhbarb.

I got 3 freezerbags and a cake out of it along with an education of how to work with this northern plant.

It is perfect πŸ‘Œ for summer eatin alone, but that cake, boy was it ever a comfort food fit for winter. And as you can see, it is to tasty to wait for a picture.

Get the recipe here.

Well, that is all I have for you today folks.

I hope you have a wonderful weekend, be sure yo check out other sections of our website and follow us on social media.

-Tashanna

Fun In The Mudd, Mother’s Day Weekend

Saturday my husband and I went on a ride with some of out best friends.

We started out in South Republic, Michigan near the Pine Grove.

The day was just right. Perfect temperature’s, blue sky with few clouds.

The trail right between republic and trail 18 my husband got the rhino stuck.

a strap and 4 pulls later we got it unstuck.

Then off we went. Finally making it to our destination in Amasa.

Here are some pictures from the day.

Sunday we spent the day looking at flowers πŸ’ and at my in-laws house.🏠

The kids love those chickens πŸ”

Monday came and went.

Tuesday my sister inlaw and I took the kids on a long walk and then to the park.

Wednesday was SO nice we did again.

The little ones passed out in the strollers. They’re just presious .

That Wednesday evening I went out to our local school to help with the middle school track meet πŸƒ

Oh man, did I burn despite putting on sunscreen 🌞

Thursday I went on a walk over around my sister inlaws place, after we let the kids play with the bubble machine. They had a ball.

Friday is a work day, I will be with the preschool and loving it. That evening my other sister in law should be up for the weekend. Then a weekend full of highschool graduation πŸŽ“ will begin.

I hope you all had an amazing week.

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-Tashanna