No not dollars but if wild onions were money I could be rich. Since we got the nice rains these tiny white flowers with skinny stems are everywhere. John thinks they are called wild onions. I ask him if they have an onion or bulb in the ground and he said he doesn't think so. I tried to pull several up and they just broke off so I still don't know They are everywhere and just seem to come up over night. They are in yards, fields, bar ditches, and vacant lots. I ask John if people can eat them and he said he thinks they are too bitter.
We went to John's daughter's house this afternoon to help her look for a heifer that had disappeared from a pen in front of her house. She had lost a calf and the vet told her to keep it away from the bull so she put her alone in this pen so they could feed and keep an eye on her. We looked everywhere up and down the roads and into people's places. She even called the Sheriff to report her possibly stolen. When we got home she called to say she had found the heifer with two large calves in another area of her place. Guess she got lonely and wanted some company.
A friend called me tonight to tell me a lady we both know had been bitten by a baby rattlesnake. She was doing yard work and moved a stepping stone and the snake was under it. It bit her twice and she is not doing well at all.
The turtles got a fast feed on the way home today. I had taken a big old biscuit. Only about six compared to twenty came to eat. I hadn't been out in a few days because of the muddy dam. The wind was blowing the water and making it ripple. Not sure they liked that or it was a different time of day so they weren't expecting me. I yelled turtle soup because I don't know how I am supposed to call turtles. Maybe that was the wrong thing to yell. Come and get it or we'll throw it to the dogs, maybe?