Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Monday, July 23, 2012
I made some fresh strawberry
jam syrup yesterday.
I don't want to talk about it.
I thought I would help the little bantam rooster out a bit.
So I let him announce the treats.
I also let him announce the egg shell treats.
(I am freezing some - mostly whites- we will see how that goes).
"Thank ya, ma'am".
Sunday, July 22, 2012
You might remember this rooster from a post last winter.
He loved me then and he loves me still.
Today he danced a jig for me.
He is quite good don't you think? All that head and hip action?
It was at least 100F out and he never broke a sweat.
I love that he loves me.
Do you think we should go to therapy as a couple?
Saturday, July 21, 2012
Friday, July 20, 2012
This summer has been a challenge. A lot of those “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger” type of challenges. But - like Chatty Crone once told me – “yes, but how strong do we need to be?” That is so true. Just STOP already!
However, that's not what this post is about. This post is about you. It’s about what you do. Better than any self-help book or mind-distracting movie or all-consuming craft project – is you. When I haven’t the strength, motivation or desire to do anything constructive, I find myself turning to you. At first, out of a sense of duty to my friends, but only until the first click into your worlds. Be it your amazing photography, your delightful families, your creations, your words, your lives. You are still there and I am still here and this is all just a part of it. The good, the bad, the yin, the yang. When I leave comments of encouragement or complement for you, I unknowingly lighten my own load. A big hug to you my friends. I wish I could give you all a gift.
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
This daughter came all the way back from NY
to attend the Madison County Fair 2012.
This daughter got a tattoo at the fair.
(air brush tattoo that is)
Actually they all did.
And they sat here
from 10:00 a.m. until 7:30 p.m.
waiting in line to get front row
standing-room-only spaces in
UNBELIEVABLY hot and humid weather
to see him.
See the four of them?
Front row - far right.
They stood here from 7:30 p.m. until 9:00 p.m.
because it was too hot for him to perform.
(photo taken by radio station)
They all got sprayed with a fire hose.
That is just crazy man.
Sunday, July 15, 2012
Thursday, July 12, 2012
When I posted about finding a baby possum in our shop,
a few followers told me I should get rid of it now, rather than later.
Since Rylee was the one to discover it
I told her she should put out a trap
and use cat food for bait.
She was happy to do that
and even named the baby possum
she hoped to catch.
Two days later...
At first we thought him cute.
He reminded us of Sophie
our pet chinchilla.
Then Willow came into the picture
and Ronald wasn't so cute anymore.
Happy...whatever it is you do...slowly.
Linking up with Nancy and Lisa for Rural Thursday Blog Hop.
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
This is the girl's van.
This van is parked outside the high school.
It wasn't driven there by me.
I was not a passenger in the van.
I wasn't even in town at the time.
This is a HUGE step for us.
A day to go down in history.
They have their licenses
and they are DRIVING!
As for me?
Monday, July 9, 2012
When the sale of the house fell through last week,
after we had moved everything
but the appliances and couches out,
I was at a complete loss.
It took a few days for me to conclude
that I wasn't about to haul it all back to town.
We were going to have to move into the farmhouse
ready or not.
down cheap (and I do mean cheap)
indoor-outdoor carpet in the living room
to cover the bare floor from where we tore up the carpet
a few years ago.
I also did this in the upstairs bathroom
where we took up the old gross carpet there as well.
This is temporary until the house in town sells.
It actually looks good.
Too bad I don't have the before and after photos.
Then, I turned the girls loose.
They hauled all their boxes in from the shop,
and up these stairs.
(top of stairs)
And got busy pounding nails in the walls.
This was a strict no-no at our house in town.
They didn't hold back.
It did my heart good.
(my hippie-at-heart child)
They also went right to work on sewing their curtains.
Later that evening they put up the tent.
(I miss the green grass so very much this year)
They had plenty of helpers
While we were busy at the farm
the realtors were busy showing our house again.
It is impressive how well one can clean
an nearly empty house.
AND we got another
So...here we go again.
Saturday, July 7, 2012
We are catching a break here today.
Looking at a high of 83F.
Thank you Jesus!
When I arrived at the farm yesterday
the neighbor who rents the bins
was in process of unloading last years soybeans.
The temperature was at least 100F.
He had to keep pouring ice water
on part of the motor to keep it going.
He said he probably won't be needing the bins this year.
The beans won't do well because of this drought.
He said the corn is just about done.
What that means is that is is tall and beautiful
and has just tasseled, but will not put on an ear.
How sad is that?
He said if we got rain and got it quick
it might have a chance.
But otherwise, it is done.
I try to imagine the life of a farmer.
Completely dependent upon the ever changing weather.
I said I had only been in NE a few years but this was the driest I had seen.
He said he and his wife have been farming 37 years.
The first three were dry, but then they were good.
He thought this would be the worst he has seen in 10 years.
I think the hardest part would be when there is nothing to harvest.
I know they have insurance to ease the financial burden
but does it ease the emotional burden?
I usually use the bin rent money for the first half of the property taxes.
When the farmers are hurting
we all hurt.