So happy even the trees are smiling!

We love Six Little Acres. We really do.

It’s not “much” to look at yet but there are so many things to love about it, especially the trees.

We have a Japanese maple here that is just stunning in the fall. You can see a bit of it here. Sorry it’s a selfie but the magnificent tree isn’t quite dressed for fall yet, so last year’s selfie will have to do. Anyway, THAT’S not the actual tree that makes today’s blog so special. It’s this one.

Ninja Man was cutting wood and he found this! How cool is that?

I named him Otis. I love his crew cut and that little “I’m so happy to be here” smile.

I’m keeping him although it’s been suggested making coasters out of his wee fairy self. Right now he is still a log and he is smiling up at us from a corner in the dining area.

I would love for some of you to comment if you know what (besides of course, LOVE Of Six Little Acres) would cause a tree to do this. It’s pretty awesome, regardless, but if it’s a “thing” it would be great to know.

Thanks for stopping by and God bless!

Kathy Bo

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The Fire Pit: Part One

Is it fair to say this is part one when in fact, I mentioned it on my previous post?

Of course it is.

This is the blogging world after all. No rules, right? And “rules” are just what we don’t want, such as an HOA telling us we can’t do this or that. Fire pit in the back yard? Of course we can! THIS is Six Little Acres.

So here’s where we began.

Just a week ago (seriously!) the excavation guy came and made this. Ninja Man started working right away.

First, he sprayed the ground with weed killer and then added landscaping fabric. Then he put down THREE tons (Correction from previous post) of chips. One ton of “trail mix” (the base layer) and two tons of mini slate chips.

Here’s the delivery of said chips:Ninja Man was a wee bit excited. I mean, he has had a HUGE excavator AND tons of stuff dumped, all in one week.

He worked into the night (okay, about 8:30 pm), but still, a long day for this recent retiree. Lo and behold (as momma used to say), within days it was time to get the bricks for the fire pit.

Ninja Man was in a LOT of pain but he persevered- and after a cortisone shot to the knee, he was back at it.

Those bricks are perfectly level. The guy who, in his career released private jets into the wild, is all about exact detail. The actual construction of the wood fire pit took less than a day, y’all.

True story.

Fun fact:

That is a rawhide mallet. The surface is soft so as not to break things like fancy brick.

Ninja Man’s dad used it and Ninja has been using it for the past 40 (plus) years. When I sent a picture to our son, he reminded me that he has also used it- so it’s pretty much at least a three-generation rawhide mallet.

I needed to take a grandLittle to ballet and about two hours later, I came home to this: Of course we had to get our chairs, a couple of beers and a cigar (Ninja, not me) and fire that thing up.

It is wonderful and awesome and absolutely what we wanted. This is in slow motion because… why not?

https://youtu.be/jUEjrRTOgUA

Part one of this project is finished.

Part two will be to simply add the gas fire pit, a fancy thing that we want to use when we just want an easy fire. Currently that one is riding around in the back of my car, still in the box.

Part three: well, that may take a while. We will add a structure over the biggest part of the area. While we still haven’t nailed down the exact design, we know it will have a tin roof.

I can see us rushing outside to pull up a chair and listen to the rain on that tin roof while a gentle fire glows from the gas fire pit. Every day is a better one here at Six Little Acres.

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Last, but absolutely not least, please keep our grandLittle Wren in prayer. She’s having a great time being four, but still fighting that fight.

Thanks for stopping by, and God bless.

Kathy Bo

A Big Day

Aww shoot!

Y’all know a Big Day at Six Little Acres could mean anything from a new dog fence to a mowed yard.

But today it happened: Ninja Man got his very own, private shooting range.

He’s verklempt. So happy in fact, he has had me out there two, maybe three times today (once in the rain) to admire it.

To be fair, I also went out to admire (drumroll please…) the base for our future fire pit.

It’s a thing, this constant putting together of Six Little Acres. We feel like we are settled, then a project gets underway and we are busy again.

Tomorrow we will get two whole tons of mini slate chips for the fire pit.

Two TONS, y’all.

So here’s an idea of what will be:

The fire pit area is just outside my studio window. We will eventually have both propane (for comfy fireside chats) and wood pit (for burning stuff) and a structure over the sitting area.

This image where Ninja Man is working shows a jut out which won’t be covered- the pits will go there. The big area (16 X 20) will be covered and right now we aren’t exactly sure of the finished design. Most likely, a simple pole barn-like structure with a slanted tin roof.

Y’all know I’ll fancy it up with billowing curtains and decor.

Now on to the private shooting range.

Oh. Ninja is so happy. It’s long, over 100 feet. By the way, our excavation guy is amazing. He’s from New Zealand and has the accent to match. We just thought he was the greatest. He also sent one of his best guys to move the dirt.

At the end of the day, we felt like we did pretty well. Especially when we saw this. Thanks for stopping by!

God bless!

Kathy Bo

Today at Six Little Acres

Y’all.

The walking path is going to happen!

We have the estimate and the little orange flags, so it’s official.

In celebration of said walking path, I put on these boots. and headed out. Boots because I’m really not fond of snakes and Six Little Acres is a very happy place for things that go slither.

We don’t have the path – yet – but I found some beautiful places in our walk about today.

Here’s where the path will begin. Those little orange flags on the ground are in the center of what will be the path. Meanwhile, here are some shots around the house. I’m not gonna brave those woods until there’s a 12 foot wide path and an equalizer, so stay tuned for the walking path edition!

The figs are ripening!

And our brave warrior Wren. She is “stable” but we are still praying for a cure. Due to some life changing experimental meds, she’s able to enjoy being a Little. And THAT is so big.

Thanks for stopping by Six Little Acres. God bless.

Kathy Bo

The next project: a walking path

I’m pretty excited to share that we are planning a serene walking path at Six Little Acres.

Here’s a video to give you an idea of what we want to do. We are getting estimates on clearing out. Hopefully it’s affordable! Stay tuned!

Lately at Six Little Acres

It’s July 4 and we are winding down from what can only be called a wonderful day.

We had a task filled morning, he working in the yard while I worked in the EBR (the Emotional Baggage Room).

Daughter and family live here with us and they had a fun day seeing friends before coming home late afternoon.

With everyone home, Ninja Man surprised the Littles by setting up their kiddie pool. The water was nice and warm by the time they put on their swimsuits.

Ninja Man also had a barrel fire going the entire day, burning stuff like boxes (I kept sending them out) and branches. He is increasing our outdoor living space and reclaiming some land from the heavily wooded area beside the house.

As the sun began to set, Ninja Man had yet another surprise for the Littles; an outdoor movie. The water was a bit chilly by then so the girls enjoyed Ice Age in reclining lawn chairs.

Here are some pictures from the day. Nothing fancy, just the way we do things here. It’s been a sweet, sweet day and we are thankful.

Wren and big sis Phoebe Jo played for hours in the pool.

This child’s hair, y’all. Straight out of the pool- my mother would say she has “ringlets” and rightly so. Ninja Man’s outdoor movie. It was such fun. We have four zero gravity outdoor lounge chairs and also camp chairs so everyone was very comfy.

It’s been a sweet day, and so very blessed. Wren is still in treatment (meds for 3 years) but she is stable and able to do anything she wants. It’s an awesome thing considering where we started. See her story on Facebook at Hope For Wren. Purple and pink icon.

Six Little Acres is also on Facebook, visit to see extra content.

Hope your July 4th was great, and thanks for stopping by. God bless.

Kathy Bo

Will they last?

Y’all. I have NO idea what I’m doing when it comes to plants. But still, with help from Ninja Man and a grandLittle, I accomplished this sweet little setting today.

Do I “want” beautiful flowers like in a “real” garden at Six Little Acres? Oh, I do.

Do I “want” to do all the things it takes to help them thrive, like the Master Gardener class I took said I should?

Um. Two things about that:

1) I have raised two kids. Lovingly raised them. Dedicated to the task, I fed, watered and educated them. You know the drill. I did pretty well at all that but probably because you can’t actually ignore kids. They let you know when they need feeding and watering.

Plants? Not so much. They will be strong and healthy one day and flat out dead as a doornail the next. Seeing them thriving makes me happy. Seeing them gasping for breath under my care is a whole ‘nother thing. My family knows not to give me flowers. They would fare much better if we just run over them in the driveway than to put them in a vase on my table.

Nothing says “sucky plant mom” better than wilting flowers. I can’t take it y’all. It’s just too much pressure.

2) Yes, I took a Master Gardener class. It was MONTHS long. Maybe it was years long. All i know is it made my head hurt. It was college level study. My brain got so full I dreamed root systems and pollination.

Did I retain what I learned?

Y’all should know that among my many talents, the only thing I retain is water.

I did use the knowledge (quickly, before I forgot everything) to make a really nice garden and sitting area at one of our former homes.

And then I blinked, and it was all forgotten.

So the mystery here is will these little innocent plants stand a chance. I don’t know for sure but for now they are happy. Full sun, partial shade, who can blame me what with all such demands, right?

Of course, I forgot to water them. But not to worry I’ll get right on that- just like a proper Master Gardener.

And tomorrow, these cute little strawberry plants will join the ranks of mystery survivors at the hands of one former Master Gardener. Just in case, I’ve frozen a bunch from the grocery store. Not the plants, the actual strawberries.

Thanks for stopping by Six Little Acres. Y’all be blessed.

Kathy Bo

Some crafting at Six Little Acres

While Ninja Man has been checking off the never ending “honey do” list, I’ve been decorating this little home.

It’s something I’ve waited so long to do.

As part of the care team for Wren, I drove back and forth many times from Savannah Ga to Atlanta and back again. This lasted over a year, from early 2016 to mid 2017.

More than half of that drive is wasteland, an endless strip of highway that starts in Savannah and winds its way back to civilization somewhere around Macon.

It’s a terribly long drive when you’re alone. Not so terrible when my three pups were along for the ride, but they would snuggle up in the first five miles and not wake until the trip was about over.

So it was these long and lonely trips that I had tons of time to think. I often tried to imagine life at Six Little Acres, where our belongings would be out of storage and unpacked, everything in its proper place.

I knew I’d use the same decor. The budget wouldn’t allow for an overhaul, and that was fine since I still enjoy our old stuff.

Now that we are settling in, (yes, still) I’ve been making a few things that have been on my wish list since those endless highway days. Right now I’m putting vinyl on our walls.

Y’all. There’s something called a Silhouette electronic die cutting machine.

Oh how I love it.

It cuts lots of different media, but today we’re talking vinyl. Wall vinyl.

Here’s what: that’s the Silhouette on the left. The laptop has the design, the scripture is all cut out in a special vinyl that is made just for walls.

Once it’s cut, you just transfer it to the wall, and BAM! You’ve got something wonderful to see every day. Ok, it’s quite a bit more complicated than that, but this is the short version. Once I finished this project, I moved on to the coffee area of our kitchen. That just makes me happy. Both of those designs are in the Silhouette store. I don’t have an affiliation with Silhouette, I just love it and figured someone may ask where I got the designs.

This next one is a whole ‘nother story.

I found an image online and recreated it in the Silhouette software. There were many, many steps involved- but it’s pretty much what I envisioned on those trips back and forth.

If you read or speak French, you’ll know that it says it’s a bakery- however, that is the studio bathroom door. I like to pretend the door came from Paris. It didn’t, but who cares, right?

Anyway, here’s the door, designed like I planned so long ago:There’s a curtain behind the door. It can be pulled closed (as in the picture) when someone needs a bit more privacy than the faux glass offers.

So that’s the latest. It’s been a while, I know, and though we are getting cozy in our little home, some days are really hard. Little Wren is doing well but we are never far from the reality that she is still in treatment.

Still, we have seen an incredible amount of blessings. God is real. He walks before us and beside us. Ask anyone in this family and they will agree, there’s no denying Him and His goodness.

Spring is in full bloom at Six Little Acres, and we have hope.

Thanks for stopping by and God bless.

Kathy Bo

It’s curtains!

We have storm doors on the EBR.

“What’s the EBR?” You ask.

The Emotional Baggage Room, of course.

We didn’t intend to have a room full of emotional baggage, but sometimes, when you’re going through some of life’s biggest problems, it helps to have a place to drop stuff like that off. And yes, margaritas are served in the EBR.

So here we are in this HUGE room we added on to the back of the house. It’s 14X44. It would have been 20X44 but there’s a septic tank that called all the shots while we were building.

Anyway, the EBR was in great distress as it held all the things after we moved that we needed to sort, sell, donate, burn etc. With most of that behind us, we’ve had a few folks to stay overnight. Basically The Boy (my favorite son) and his family, and there was that one guy who was stranded at the airport with Ninja Man… but that’s another story.

Anyway, whenever we have guests, we have to tape brown paper over the full paned exterior doors. Yeah, there’s a fixed glass pane that runs from top to bottom. Pretty cool to gaze over a few feet of Six Little Acres, but not so cool if you’re a guest and the sun slaps ya in the face long before you’re ready to roll outta bed.

We discussed a few options.

Ninja Man wanted blinds. I really don’t like blinds but we have them because- well, Ninja wants them.

The blinds he wanted for those doors were way out of our budget so we looked at curtains.

I sew, but was in no mood to buy yards of fabric. I know how it would go. I’d find the perfect print and it would be $10.99 per yard. I’d need maybe 4 yards. Having to sew it afterwards would just add insult to injury.

So I decided to see what I could get in ready made.

Kohls had these. Two panels for like $20- plus I got a $10 coupon of Kohls Cash to use later, so technically I got them for $10 for the pair.

You can’t beat that y’all.

I stopped at the Dollar General and picked up some super basic rods to hold them up. They were ONE DOLLAR, y’all. ONE.

Sign me up.

Ok, so I got them home, Ninja Man installed the hardware and I commenced to cutting and sewing.

here’s one panel looking pretty cute on that dirty EBR door. It needs love and painting. Someday. but wait.

I didn’t want it closed except when we have guests, so I took the top I’d cut off (the part with the grommets) and made a pretty sweet tie back. Velcro is my friend. And here we are. All finished. There are two doors in the EBR and the other one looks just like this- except it is much, much more in need of some love and paint.

Next plan is to put a screen / storm door on so I can have even MORE breezes in here this spring. The breezes y’all. We planned this so we would feel cross breezes everywhere. We planned well. It’s fabulous.

I’m loving life here at Six Little Acres. Ninja Man is now fully retired and we sit around a lot. We DO talk about doing something other than sitting around, and some days, like today, we get up and DO STUFF.

Other days, we’re just kickin back here at Six Little Acres.

Home sweet home.

Thanks for stopping by. Please share and comment. Above all, please keep praying for our little Wren. She’s still battling cancer and we are still faithful that God has a better plan for her.

God bless each of you.

Kathy Bo

Moving Day

Y’all.

Our stuff is finally here.

Here at Six Little Acres.

Oh yes it is. And we, (the Ninja Man and moi) are exhausted beyond imagination.

Here’s what:

We rented a U-Haul and – through U-Haul- we hired two movers. Y’all remember how I’ve mentioned how blessed we are? Well, those two movers turned into three, and the four hours we paid for were finished in three!

That’s a big deal since Ninja Man had worked a full day and needed to go to bed. It’s just a piece of gravel in a mountain of major challenges we have faced.

None of this has been easy, y’all. None of it.

Let’s recap since February 2016. The 15th, to be exact was when Baby Wren was diagnosed with neuroblastoma in her neck. That is the day I will never forget. Baby cancer will do that to you. Looking back, it’s absolutely a devastating event that forever altered our lives. But it is also absolutely the time we have seen more blessings than we have ever witnessed.

With this news, there was not even a doubt that I would help our daughter and her husband with Wren and big sis Phoebe.

We moved away from our beautiful Savannah home, renting it out because it’s too soon in the mortgage to sell. We knew the expenses we would incur would be substantial. We own an RV and we moved into it.

We spent a full year renovating Six Little Acres with horrid contractors. I was in charge of the whole project and had to navigate it from a distance from either Savannah or the children’s hospital. All this while living in the RV near Savannah and me driving to Atlanta every 21 days for 13 rounds of baby chemo.

Our plan was to accomplish this place with no debt. We didn’t make that goal. We had to go into debt and now we will pay that as we go.

We finally finished this build/remodel in late May. I moved in and lived as sparsely as I’ve ever lived. Paper plates. No dresser for my clothes (I’ve successfully used cardboard boxes). Very few chairs, a borrowed pot and pan, no toaster, no washer or dryer and no TV. Everything we owned was in storage and Ninja would bring as much as he could every time he came. Im 58 years old. Let me just say that I am completely over hauling laundry to a laundromat either near SLA or at the campground. Over it, y’all.

We have been married nearly 41 years. Besides the washer and dryer, we have a good bit of stuff even though I pared it down a lot before we moved. Check this out: knowing how I needed furnishings and necessities, Ninja Man tirelessly loaded his truck after working 10 hour days (he had help only once) and drove the 3 1/2 hours from Savannah to our new home. He did this nearly every Friday for over four months.

He’s 64. There were bookcases and heavy boxes.

It’s a lot, y’all.

Fast forward to tonight. I can’t describe how tired we are. I’m too tired to cry. Too tired to put on my PJs. So I won’t do either.

Ninja Man and I left the RV (I was there to get some things done in Savannah) about 9:30 this morning. Instead of sleeping, I’d spent several hours being anxious about the SneakMobile being towed. Oh, I didn’t want to. I didn’t even expect to. It’s just a byproduct of being the sweet and loving control freak that I am.

Anyway, he drove the 26′ truck with The SneakMobile in tow. I drove his huge pickup truck.

Being the control freak that I am, I was surprised that once we were on the road, I really wasn’t worried at all. The SneakMobile is obedient, and followed along as if it we do this all the time.

Here we are challenging another U-Hauler to a duel.

Don’t worry, I never looked at my phone to take this picture. Seriously. It’s just a rare talent that I discovered shortly after the invention of picture-taking-phones.

Four hours later (only 30 extra minutes from our usual time) we were turning in at Six Little Acres.

Can I just tell y’all how big this is? Huge. Huge, y’all.

And that 26′ truck was filled, as momma would say, “to the gills.”

Having spent so much already, I put a call out on Facebook for help. Even though the offer was for pizza-compensation, we had folks eager to come at this crucial time.

Crucial because:

Both Ninja and I have issues with our right shoulders. Mine due to a hard fall on concrete, his a mystery injury. I asked him if he was with his shoulder at the time it was injured, he assured me he was. We have no clue what happened but he will get an MRI next week.

And can I just say that I saw my X-ray and I’m downright skinny up under all this fluff. Skinny bones. Yep. That’s me.

Anyway, here are a few pictures of the “during”. I will start on boxes tomorrow, right after I sleep until somebody makes me drag my drivin-all-over-the-dang-place-paper-plate-using-laundromat-hanging-out-whiney butt out of the bed.

And not a moment sooner.

Thanks for stopping by, and thank you all who have been praying for Baby Wren. Keep it up please, she has a ways to go yet.

God bless,

Kathy Bo.