Wednesday, April 23, 2014

A Traditional Easter - not

 Goosey and Lucy got up early
on Easter morning
to hide their eggs from me.

Later that day I treated
Sara and Jake

and Rylee and Robbie 
to lunch at Applebees.

Had I known the plan would
then be to come to the farm,
I would have cooked Easter dinner myself.

 Instead, they dyed eggs

and went to see Wilson,
who promptly left the area.
Wilson is very sensitive.

A few hours later they were hungry again
so we went to a little town close by for pizza


Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Needful Things

Last  Saturday I met two of my daughters in Omaha
at the mall.

They needed to go to Build-A-Bear.

The store was filled with little kids and birthday parties,
parents buying Easter bears,
and my two girls.

First you pick what bear you want to have stuffed.
They have pre-stuffed models for you to look at.

Then when your bear is stuffed
and before it is sewn up the back
there is a "process".

Rubbing elbows for luck.

A secret handshake.

Close your eyes and make a wish.
(Or whisper your wish ?)

Then I think they had to rub the tokens on their bellies
before placing them inside the bear to be sewn up.

After your bear is stuffed
you get to go clothes shopping.

Cute huh?

Then we needed more photos
and coffee.

Finally I got them to go with me to get

 my makeover.

To each his own
but fun for all.


Thursday, April 17, 2014

The Cat That Loved Us Back

Rest in peace Willow.

You came into our lives and hearts September 5, 2010.
Your beautiful spirit left this world April 17, 2014.

I love you and always will.


(no comments please)

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Looking Forward

Last Saturday I worked outside in beautiful 80 degree sunshine
and got my first sunburn of the year.

On Sunday, Sara came for a visit and I was glad she did.
After all that garden tilling,
I was too sore to do anything but shop.
We spent the day in Yankton, SD.
These were a few roadside attractions along the way.

When we returned to the farm.
This is what we saw.
Yes Lacey, we wished we could have closed our eyes 
and made it go away too. 

Rylee and I attended Explore Northeast Day today.

I am so glad she was willing to start out at this community college
close to home.  With savings and Pell Grants she may even be able
to get her first two years in without carrying any debt.

We toured the college and met with her adviser/instructor
for Elementary Education.  I really, really like that woman!
They start off the first semester of their freshman year
IN the schools WITH the kids and teachers.
No better way to find out early if this is really the career she wants.

I attended two community colleges before transferring to a university
and it made all the difference in the world.  I have a special place in my heart
for community colleges.

We even got a free lunch.

What an exciting time for her.
The college years really are the good times.

But not to get too far ahead of ourselves;
we still have prom,
her graduation,
Rikki's graduation,
senior trip with her sisters to Vegas,
and summer : ) 
Oh - and a new nephew expected in August.



Sunday, April 13, 2014

Gratitude Sunday

G r a t i t u d e * S u n d a y 
 {Sunday's heartfelt tradition. A time to slow down, to reflect, to be grateful. A list of gratitude's.} 
Our gratefulness feeds one another.

1.  Hearing thunder and knowing it is the sound of spring. Watching the intensity of a thunderstorm from the front porch and the surreal color of the skies after it has passed. Glowing in it's aftermath.

2. Watching the chickens eagerly pecking up the new blades of grass, almost as if they were counting as they went along.

3.  Seeing Wilson laying out in the sun.  Nothing happier than a pig in the sunshine.

4.  Hauling the lawnmowers out of storage, filling gas and oil and having them start right up.  Small miracles.

5.  Taking a load of trash to the transfer station and having the attendant give me a Mary Jane's Farm magazine that she found - because she knew I would want it. Hauling back another load of discarded pallets.

6.  Seeing the farmers in the fields and looking forward to another growing season.

7.  Getting my own garden tilled and a nice whitewash on the fence posts and gates.

8. A good run of water sampling at work.  No more ice to contend with and too early for bugs.

9.  Daughters I can call my friends.

10.  Having so much to be grateful for and so much to look forward to.

How about you?  What are you most grateful for this week?

Joining Taryn at Wooly Moss Roots for Gratitude * Sunday.

Friday, April 11, 2014

Yoga Promise

Yoga is not exercise.  It is not 30 minutes of cardio with earbuds in. 

It isn’t something one strives to “get in” at least 3 times a week.

It doesn’t involve a membership dues, expensive shoes, workout gear or equipment.

Yoga is a practice.

Yoga is a promise.

If you begin, from exactly where you are today, in any capacity at all,

you have begun.

If you lie flat on your back on the floor, and release into the earth and feel that submission,

you have begun.

If you slowly raise one bent knee to your chest and hold it there

until you feel like letting it go,

you will then be compelled to raise the other knee,

because your body is awakening and responding

and is no longer asking how the mind feels about it.

If you can breathe in

and breathe out

and know that you are

breathing in and breathing out,

you have begun.

If you begin from there each time you practice yoga

and you will quiet your mind and listen to your body,

your body has no choice but to respond in ways

that will continue to surprise and awe you.

That is the promise. 

Not only will the body renew and heal itself, but it will heal the mind as well;

freeing the statue from the stone.


Hungry for more?  You should be.