Thursday, July 5, 2018

Fourth of July, 2018

Hoping your holiday was fine.  We had family here and even some family dogs.  Also had our neighbor dog who is our guest dog for the summer as they are in their homeland of South Africa.  Lots of food, some fishing and swimming also.

Hoping that this holiday can continue to be celebrated for freedoms and a country that I love.  As things go in our time of trouble in our wonderful country and many including me, think of moving to Canada, which is a great country also, I continue to pray for our country to sustain through this term of a terrible leader.

With that said, I put red on my lovely dogs and gave my granddaughter a nice July 4th fascinator and went on with the day.  However, this positive person decided that I cannot tolerate the negativity of some of the family member....actually rudenesses to each other and to me.  So this is the last July 4th that I will have everyone here.  I will always celebrate this day as I love my country.  Thinking about it...even if I move to wonderful Canada, I will still celebrate July 4th for this wonderful country.

Saturday, June 30, 2018


Yesterday I made homemade chicken pot pie.  It is simple, fun to make, and very tasty and has plenty for several meals.  We had it last night and again tonight.  I made it mid day and then warmed it up for our dinner last night.  Tonight I just sliced some pieces and put the plates in the microwave.  It was great to have these delicious leftovers as I was outside as was Roy lots today.
It was hot but we paced ourselves and took breaks in the air conditioning and drank lots of water and lemonade.  In fact the lemonade was homemade also with lemons, water, honey, ice and a teaspoon of infused lavender.  Very refreshing.

Monday, June 25, 2018



This morning I just did not feel right, not myself, not rested, not ready to go with my plans for the day.  So my thought was to not sew today as I am sewing a little more difficult item and want to take it slow and do it well.  So the sewing was going to sit today as I was not feeling just right.  Instead I headed outside in the heat and humidity to do the much needed weeding of my cactus garden.  It is not a large large area but large enough that it took me one and a half hours.  It has yucca and prickly pair and also some sedums at each end and a little evergreen at one end.  Such a pretty garden, with bird baths and some wine bottles on a tree my husband made for me.  

It was hard work and I had four large buckets of grass and weeds.  All the weeding made my hands sore, but I will sew tomorrow I told myself.  The buckets of weeds were hauled away and the hoe put up.  I washed off my gloves and shoes.  Looking back at my garden, it was a "sticky" job but now it was looking really "sharp" again.  I know that is a funny pun, but I could not resist.  

Now looking back at this mornings thoughts about how I was feeling, my conclusion is that I was not feeling good because I was not thinking right.  Why would this person who has asthma and was told to not work too long outdoors in the humidity and heat, do this.  Maybe because I like how "sharp" it looks again.  Maybe because I just needed to be outside.  And, actually with my sore hands, I was still able to do some baking, knit a little and embroider a little.  So it did turn out to be a good day.



Today as I stood with one of my many handmade aprons on, in my lovely country kitchen, I was very joyful.  I looked into the dining room and in the windows as in the kitchen windows were homegrown herbs hanging to dry.  One the one corner of the kitchen counter were young dill plants that I had to strip the  dill weed from so it could dry.  While doing all this, I was drinking tea from a sweet old tea cup, and listening to the birds singing outside.  I was rolling out dough with my FRENCH rolling pin, flour from my large old jars with red lids, and it goes on and on.   It was almost a COUNTRY LIVING MAGAZINE moment.  I was making a black raspberry constata.  They were picked from our little patch at the edge of the backyard lawn just entering the woods.  

Now with all that lovely nostalgia, I must say, I also appreciate my wonderful stove with a bread proof setting for the oven, my wonderful food processor that I made my tart and pie crust in, and my air fryer that I will use again tonight for dinner items.  Then later I will use my Keurig for a nice special cup of coffee after dinner.  

It is a balance as is all of life.  So as I balance out my hobbies and jobs around home; my time in this retirement stage of my life; I stand in my country kitchen saying I am a grateful 70 year old woman.  My hope for you is that you find what makes you happy also and always make time to do it even if you are not retired.

Sunday, June 17, 2018


Our local Humane Society covers six counties in Northeast Missouri, thus called NEMO Humane Society.  It does a great job, limited funds, old building site with being there 40 years now.  They have  given help and homes to many animals through those years and done the best they can with what they have.  I am one recipient of their service.  My Daisy Mae Foxhound came from there when she was rescued from death in a drainage ditch as a young puppy.  She came home with me when she was eight weeks old.  Such a joy.  Then Hemingway to follow after my loss of dear Daisy Mae.  Hemingway was followed by Mr. Molesley.  Vincent came through a friend who could not keep this puppy they had five days, but he was on his way to the NEMO Humane Society.  Recently, actually last week, we got little ten year old Chico, a chihuahua.  NEMOHS notified me that this little guy, aged but great, less some teeth, needed a good older person home as we had lost his mom, an older lady.  He is a blessing to us and our other crew of numbering four.  But they are little!

Chico is not quite ten pounds, grey haired and no fault of his, had to get a new home as his mom was elderly and had had a recent fall.  She could no long care for herself let alone Chico.  Apparently no family could take or would take him, but the staff knew that they could find him an appropriate home.  After researching what they had sent me, we went down to the shelter and signed up to be his "forever" home.

He could not come home for a few days as he had to spend time at the vet getting all shots and getting neutered at age 10.  Wow, I was concerned for this little guy, but he seems to be doing fine.  He also has that Chihuahua attitude of being a BIG DOG and holds his own with my yorkie, maltese, and Italian greyhound.  He has been welcomed in and continues to heal from his surgery.  I know in my heart that he continues to heal from his lack of his only known mom.  My job and gift is to become that new mom for him.  It seems to be going well as he likes lots of lap time, pets and hugs.  He follows me around and plays some with the other dogs.  He is enjoying his big yard and has learned to go in and out the dog door.  He is sleeping better at night and eating some better.  

Like people, it does matter our history as to our future.  He had a good past history and I believe it is making it easier for him to adjust to another chance at a new home and continued good life.  My other dogs did not have a good past history, with abandonment, neglect and mistreatment.  However, with all four of them, they seem to be such grateful little guys to have a good home.

If you can find it in your ability to share some of your life and resources with a needy animal, I just want you to know that they do appreciate it .  They show it in so many ways, maybe even a kiss and tail wag.

Friday, June 8, 2018


Country life is "my" way to live, but maybe not for everyone.  As I see people hustling around when I do go to town, I wonder if they ever stop to smell the roses, peonies or even daisies.  Today on CBS I saw a story about Forest meditation.  Being aware of the surrounding, being out in nature, listening and looking, resting in it all, taking it in.  I am so blessed to have that daily in my life.  

During these times, I do photography, and so many hobbies.  I also enjoy my gardens and playing with my dogs.  Reading in the lovely screened porch is good.  However, with all of that, it is a need to get out in the little forest by our house or go over to the farm and walk in the many many acres of trees and creek.  Watching the birds, the blooms, well, is that healing.

Even with all of this, there are days like today where I sit for quite a bit in the morning, by myself with my dogs at my sides, and simply contemplate my life, past, present, and future.  Believing this is also a healthy endeavor, I am reminded by news this a.m. of another famous person killing themselves.  Sad and a great lose, and why.  Did they contemplate their lives and were unhappy with themselves.  Were there no people to care about them or for them to really talk with.  Busyness can overtake people, and they soon lose themselves in it.  

I never wish to get lost in busyness, but I know after my long morning of contemplating, it can encourage, sadden, and reward you.  But now it is time to get moving.  Not to be busy, but to be active and enjoy my outside country life. 

Encouragement for you to take off your shoes and walk in the grass, place them in a creek, a pond, or even a wishing fountain in a park.  Look up at the trees, the birds, butterflies and the clouds.  Contemplate, be full of your world.  It is not politics, crooks, and all sadness.  There is so much joy in a summer breeze, a blooming flower, etc.
So as I get going and also think about how I can encourage my so many family members and friends who are hurting today or for days, making them depressed;  I beg you to not let it all get you down.  Our world is a wonderful place.  Get a copy of Louis Armstrong's famous song about our wonderful world...oh, yeah!

Friday, June 1, 2018


June 1 in NE Missouri was very warm, actually, beating its record at 100 in our area.  Wow, but it made for a great swimming day to welcome in summertime.
My three little guys went in the pool with me.  It is just a simple but large above ground pool, now about five years old, but it is wonderful in my country living to have this pool to enjoy, especially in weather like this.  

In July we will have a pool party for Hemingway's birthday and his dog friends so I have been getting our other two boys, Vincent and Mr. Molesley more used to the pool.  My Hemingway just loves it, jumps and dives and swims all around.   It has taken more with the other two, especially Vincent who has been timid in many things.  I am so proud of how they are doing.  It is very enjoyable.  They make me smile.

Wednesday, May 30, 2018


It cannot be said often enough how much I enjoy my country home and lifestyle.  I know all cannot nor do they want to live in the country.  But, I know for this seventy year old, I feel blessed.  Being raised in the country, and living in the country most of my adult life, I can compare city life as I have done some of that also and some suburb life.  It was okay as it was what I had to do.  I have found that it is best for me to be positive and adapt to my situations as they come in life.  However, my choice for country living is rewarded.

The garden, the yard, the trees, and woods are just a wonder to look at and sit in.  To find new spots to sit or walk and discover some new plant or insect still excites my being.  To watch the clouds or listen to the rain on my screen porch tin roof is soothing.  When I bake, fix salad, etc, from things I have grown makes me think of people years ago.  Or, today those who like to live organically, self sustaining, free of products shipped miles, but fresh things, I admire you also.  And, we get to taste "real foods".

Homemade sandwich bread made in a special covered heavy metal pan from the wonderful old company, King Arthur Flour, in Vermont.  Freshly made with healthy ingredients.  Delicious.  

You can do these things in the city also.  Bake, walk, listen and look.  I encourage you to just connect yourself to the world, your world where you live now.  And if you want to someday live in the country....then plan for that.  I can tell you it is well worth it.

Sunday, May 27, 2018


Years ago I made my dog food for my pack of seven dachshunds.  Now that I have three little guys, ages 2, 3, and 7, I thought I was doing fine with purchasing good food, but my Hemingway, Yorkie mix, has become a fussy eater.  So with the latest Mary Jane Farm magazine and its wonderful dog treats and food to make, I got a great thought to again make my food.

It is simple, and I make enough to last for awhile, but I put it in containers and freeze it, as it is organic and fresh, no preservatives.  I only have about two days worth in each container which I refrigerate.  They are loving it and
 Vincent vG  (yes, van Gogh
 Hemingway, yes after Ernest             and Mr. Molesley after a character in Downton Abby.
it is much healthy for them.  Actually it smells and looks good.  

So it has fresh veggies like carrots, tomato, potato and spinach.  It also has apples, blueberries, and banana.  The meat can vary, I have used pork and beef, ground and browned.  I cook the veggies/fruit later in broth, organic also and sometimes homemade.
My guys run for their meals now.

Friday, May 25, 2018


A few days ago we picked 1 pint of fresh strawberries, and two days later we picked a gallon.  They are smaller, but sweet sweet sweet.  I had ordered a lovely short and smaller bundt pan which has an indented top so you can fill it with fresh our lovely strawberries.  It is such a pleasure to have these fresh berries.  We also have blackberries and black raspberries, and trees with apples and pears and peaches.  The smell of the orchard is so pleasant.  It is fun watching things grow also.  Farming, gardening, and living in our country home is a joy.  There is work in all of these things, but it is joyful work, with sunshine, quiet, harmony of the bird songs, and fresh air.  At night I may be tired after spending time trimming, weeding, hoeing, picking, and even canning and freezing.  But it is "delicious" and healthy.  

Wednesday, May 23, 2018


About five years ago two of my grandson's, my son's wonderful boys, and my husband planted a three tiered strawberry patch for me.  I had taken out the big garden and also the large strawberry patch which was getting old.  My desire was to go smaller.  Thus for my birthday one year they made this lovely patch.  I enjoy having the tiers as it makes it easier to pick.

Yesterday, 5-22-2019, I picked my first "pint" of berries.  They are small, but sweet and delicious.  It is fun to was them in the neat new container, ceramic, that I picked them in.  Funny story when I purchased this at Hobby Lobby a few days ago, an older man stuck up a conversation with me about what I was going to pick in it.  I nicely told him about my patch and that it would be fun to use it.  He continued on talking when I had a sense that he was flirting with me.  I just smiled and said, "Nice talking with you."  I am 70 and this boosted my spirits, but I also walked out of Hobby Lobby with a neat purchase that made me smile, that day and when I used it to pick, and wash my berries in.

The best part is that I took my freshly cleaned berries and mashed them with some sugar, scooped out two dishes of vanilla ice cream and had this lovely treat along with fresh warm homemade bread with good butter on for lunch....with my husband of many years.  He conversed and licked his lips, saying how blessed we are to have our own berries.  Be they littler then store berries, but they are also much tastier, and all organic!


Tuesday, May 15, 2018

Blooming Beauty

Lovely blooms are all over my yard and how I love it.  Flowers do warm my heart even if the day may be a hard day.  So I pick peonies, take photos of Clematis and Iris.  All enjoyable as I also watch my salad and herb garden grow and pumpkin patch increase in leaves each day.  The rain has been hitting our area every evening for a bit, maybe 1 inch, or 1/2 inch a day.  It means weeding is easier and less watering time.  Time to enjoy it all and raise the spirits of anyone who takes the time to look.

Wednesday, May 9, 2018


No not a restaurant or bar, but really, a nest with youngsters sitting on the edge looking out at their big world.  Later we went back again with my son and two of his children.  My son is a certified, licensed, Missouri Falconer, which means he can have a hawk and train it for hunting.  He does, and actually has had three or four already, catching, keeping and training then releasing after about two years so they can again go out in the wild.  So it was with agreement that I had to tell him about this nest we found on our farm, but not telling the neighbors or the world where it is.  Some people don't appreciate these things and just act stupid.

So both times we approached, we did not go too close and we were quiet as we could be.  I took lots of photos with my long zoom.  What a treat when we went back with son and family that while we were again looking but respecting, one of the parents flew in.  It landed on a tree a bit away from the young and put down the fish it had in its beak, and started to converse with it's young.  Amazing to be a witness to all of this.  Wandering in the wonderful world, even if it is our farm, which is amazing, is something to behold.
Get out and enjoy this world.

Monday, May 7, 2018


Today the corn popped out as well as my cucumbers, and lettuce.  It is always exciting, no matter how many years I put seeds in the ground, it still amazes me that they grow and will produce great things for us to eat and share with others.

Indoors, my starter is ready for baking baguettes tomorrow.  So good to be able to grow healthy things and also the bake healthy things.  I will also make spaghetti from my tomatoes of last harvest, and I even make my own pasta, which means no preservatives.  

Life is good in my corner of the country.

Thursday, April 26, 2018


Such fun today getting the old metal wheelbarrow, large pots by my church pew in front of the house, and little rock garden between two trees in the backyard, plus many pots all planted with flowers I purchased last week and yesterday.  Now to keep them all going and growing this summer.  How fun and healing it is to dig in dirt.  I look forward to planting my pumpkin patch in  a few days and also the salad garden and herb patch.

Wednesday, April 25, 2018

Being Fit, and my FitBit

This 70 year old lady wears her fitbit now for several years and has gotten her husband to wear one also.  I like to challenge myself with the steps each day and am always interested in the active minutes.  I can clock up steps with no active time and this bothers me some.  But it is technology, and I am the one in charge of my active time.  Some of this active time is yoga and other exercise good for me but not counted on my fitbit.  

Yesterday being a wonderful spring day, I was out and about.  When realizing early afternoon that my wrist was vibrating to let me know that I had made my 10,000 steps, wow.  By the end of the day I had 14,000.  Now this is good.  I also had 50 minutes of active time.  It is suggested to do 10,000 each day and 150 active minutes per week.  So I kept track last week how I was doing.  I must say I was pleased.  Today I was pleased, but also tired.  Outside time and exercise is good for us all, and keeping track of it is good.  However, the challenge can make you lose the joy.  I work at not allowing this.  I like the heart rate check also, but again one can get too concerned about all of it.
Some days I have come to not wearing my fitbit because I just need a break from it.  

With my fibermyolgia  I often cannot stand to wear jewelry like wrist and ring items.  But I also like to take breaks from technology and just enjoy my life.  All the while I know I am doing okay with my challenge to keep moving and enjoying my life.  Staying as healthy as I can.

My challenge to you is to move, stretch, but always enjoy your time doing so.  Enjoy the down time also by using it to read, be creative, or even nap.  Balance yourself and enjoy what life you have left, no one knows when it will end.


Yesterday was so pleasant.  I mean the weather, as most of my days are pleasant, all about attitude I say.  But after days of cold this spring and not much sunshine lately, well, yesterday was everything one could ask for as a day to be outside.  OUTSIDE is a good word in my life.

So I was out with my dogs in the fenced large backyard, and then took them on not one but two long walks.  I cleaned out my cactus flowerbed.  After many "ouch" times, I removed most of the leaves from the yucca and prickly pear.  I do enjoy the color and the blooms on these plants.  I have added more prickly pear to the area and will await the lovely growth and blooms.  This bed has lots of collected rocks and a couple of bird baths, twirly gigs and some light stems.  It brings me great joy.

Then the other front flowerbed is all returning flower groups...daisies, black-eyed Susan's plus some decor, homemade and purchased.  Many are gifts from children.
Below is one I designed from a $4.00 purchase of old aluminum coffee pot and old silverware.  Now awaiting the plants to return with full glory and stay until fall. Behind this bed, looking from my front window, is also a white picket fence to frame the look.

So I encourage you all to get outside and enjoy.  If you cannot, then just enjoy.  It is time to stop complaining and start complimenting your world.

Sunday, April 15, 2018

Silly Stuff...

Going to shop at Dollar Tree with my adult daughter was a treat yesterday.  She lives 25 miles from me, and we were getting together for lunch and a bit of shopping and visiting.  The new Dollar Tree Store in her little town was fun.  It even has silly things to purchase for a dollar that this 70 year old enjoys.

One purchase was a hippo that is battery operated and twirls a bubble wheel from it's mouth into a bubble solution trough and blows the bubbles out, little bubbles which my three little dogs just loved to chase.  What a nice addition to our screen porch time.

Another purchase was small plastic flamingo that I put on the end table next to my porch swing in the porch.  It is solar powered and flaps it's wings.  Really cute.  Some time ago I read a book with a story about a flamingo.  It goes something like this as I recall:  At the end of the day, each day, look for your flamingo.  You see when people see a flamingo, they laugh, smile, marvel.  Yes, they laugh at the silly bird standing on one leg for long periods of time when they have "two" legs to stand on.  They smile when they see a "pink" bird.  And they marvel when they think of all the wonderful creatures in this word, and this one pink bird on one leg often turns even a brighter or lighter pink with how many of a certain berry they eat.  The final idea here is that each day we have something in our life to laugh at, smile about, or marvel, so look for your daily "flamingo.  I liked that so much even if I don't want large plastic flamingos in my yard, but this little guy will make me laugh, smile and marvel even about the idea when I am spending time in my country home screen porch this season.  

No matter if you live in an apartment in town, or a farmhouse, we all need that flamingo and we all should realize it.  Enjoy

Thursday, April 12, 2018

Spring Time

Such a good country living day, with working around the house and outside.  I even sat in the screen porch and worked on my felt work table runner.  How good is that for a nice time!

From dog baths, windows open and bedding on the line, it feels like spring.  

At the end of a good day, we sat and talked and had homemade rootbeer floats.

Roy even got in a motorcycle ride, the first of the season.

Wednesday, April 11, 2018


Today was a beautiful day in NE Missouri, actually about 72 degrees and sun.  I spent time walking, more then my 10,000 steps for my FitBit.  I also had fun with my dogs, and hanging clothing on the line.  So much fun.  Then.....

I took a nice break after dinner, and sat in the screen porch and drank my wine.  Now how good can the day get then that.  My husband had a soda and we talked about summer trips, maybe an RV to do more travel together as we could take our dogs.  But we do like our separate trips also.  I like being home for days without others, just my dogs and my many hobbies and books.

Good weather brings out the best in people I think.  Another nice day tomorrow but snow coming again this weekend.  Wow

Wine, tea, soda, coffee or water, get out side and enjoy it.

Monday, April 9, 2018


It is always nice to get out with my dogs and walk.  It was cool, but the snow has melted.  I was pleased to get fresh air and exercise plus fun time with my three little guys.  Living in the country mean nice quiet walks, watching birds, trees budding, clouds, and nature smells and sounds.  How blessed to be able to live in the country.

Yet,with all of this relaxing environment, I suffer from stress which is bothering my asthma.  Family gives me so much stress and they don't realize it or care.  Maybe both.  My doctor is checking many things out, a specialist for my asthma now.  More tests were scheduled by phone today for later this month.  A new inhaler, told to avoid damp and cold weather.  Close the wind when it is raining, and stay warm.  I was glad to here I am not allergic to dogs, etc. and just mildly toward grass and plants.  Stress is to be controlled, avoided.  Well, maybe I need to move to Arizona.  It is dry and warm and my family does not live there.

So I googled RV's ....just little guys and I could have a great adventure.  But first I have to get this asthma controlled.  Then I may feel good enough to fight it all head on again until I am sick again.  What a circle.

Tomorrow, I will bake and also quilt.  Glad to live in the country away from everyone.

Thursday, April 5, 2018


Today it was 60 degrees in NE Missouri.  The clothes lines held my many homemade aprons which I wear often, when I bake and cook and sometimes when I do some flower planting.  Most often when I garden plant I wear my dear bib overalls.  

With this warm weather and deciding to clean the kitchen pantry, I took all my aprons, which hang in the pantry, and washed them, and put them outside on my lovely clothes lines.  If you never had clothes lines, well, try it.  The smell of the clothing after drying in the fresh air and sunshine is something to behold.  I open the pantry and breath it in.  Just wonderful.  

Aprons are something my grandmother always wore, and I have one, actually the last one she made in her 80's before she was too sick with cancer to do anymore sewing.  One thing she always did was cut a small piece of the scrap fabric and stick it into the apron pocket.  Why, you may wonder....she did this because she wore her aprons until they were worn or wearing out, or maybe tore it, so had a little fabric to patch it.  That special apron is the dark with pink flowers and it has that fabric still in the pocket.  I was given this apron in 1988 after my grandmother died.  I have made many of these aprons and have pieces of fabric in them also.  I may not wear my aprons as long as my grandmother did and I know I have more then she had at a time, but it is just a little touch of "Grandma Clara".  That is ENOUGH reason.  

My suggestion to you is to make and apron, and get a clothes line up.  All part of country life, even if you are in town.

My grandmother's last apron sewn.

Sunday, April 1, 2018


Our country home was hit with about two inches of snow today.  We had about that much all winter and now it is slippery, cold, and very white.  Pretty, but it is spring.  People are in the ditches on the highway our daughter reported to us after she called that she was safely home after her dinnertime here with us for Easter.

We had wonderful ham from Nueske's in Wittenberg, Wisconsin.  It is applewood smoked and so very good.  I made good potato salad, and some delicious corn bread from a recipe of Ina Garten's .  It has cheese and onions in it and it is also topped with cheese.  Rich and tall and moist corn bread, the best recipe ever I believe.  Leslie brought homemade lemon bars.  

The dogs played, having Dottie, Leslie's dog, here also as their company.  They like having her visit.  Roy took a nap and Leslie and I scrolled online sites and did a little shopping and also just looking, visiting, laughing, talking about life, jewelry, books, family, and our dogs also.  It was a good time and this almost 70 year old will treasure it.  It is always nice to have a pleasant time on a holiday, even if we are home.  I am grateful.  
Oh, I am the younger one....with the very white hair.   Silly me, my daughter is the young one, with the long pretty dark red hair, naturally curly and so pretty.

Hoping all of you had a good holiday also, Easter, Passover, or whatever your Sunday was for you.

Saturday, March 31, 2018

Changes in the Neighborhood

Sometimes it is hard to put yourself in other's places.  Some people have a harder time with it then others.  It seems that I can do this, and maybe it is why I was a pretty good counselor, social worker, and Sunday School teacher for teens.  I listen, but I also care and both help to feel for others.  Thank you, GOD.

Today as I watched neighbors down the road working on taking down fence poles and wire across the road from our house, I could not help but hurt for them.  Three generations had been farming this land, but recently the dad sold it at a land auction.  It is a 65 acre plot that had been used by them for hay, cows, and then crops during my 25 years of living across the road from it.  I have enjoyed see the evolution of it, plus the evolution of dad on tractor, son on tractor, grandson herding the cattle with a four-wheeler, and lately a fourth generation also...that same grandson riding his daughter or son on the four-wheeler with their dogs following behind.  Lots of memories and I am only the observing neighbor.  

Somewhere it had to be decided to sell this land, told that he wanted to pay off all of his bills and build a new barn before he died....about 75 years old now.  But I so felt for the son and grandson as they worked hard on this nice spring day to cut wire, cut some trees, pull up poles and drag away trees they had cut down.  I am imagining that they made some deal with the businessman who purchased the land that they could pull up the poles and fencing and keep it.  They have been some of those Missouri farmers that have scrapped by with everything to hold things together so even used fence poles are a great treasure.  I know the son told my husband he was not too happy about the land being sold.  Division there between generations and yet he and his son had to be out there doing the hard work today.

The new owner is a business man who is buying up acres and then hires others to farm them.  He has had it surveyed and has claimed 1/2 of the abandoned county road so down comes fence on all sides, and he will bulldoze the edges to incorporate more land and also have it better to access with big equipment without a fence.  I am happy always to see progress.  I am glad he hired a local farmer to till the ground for crops.  I am glad for my neighbors that they got a very good price for the land.  But today, just today, I could not help but feel for the two guys working their land for the last time.  I could imagine them saying a little "goodbye" with each pole they took out.

Country life is wonderful, and it, like city life, can also be brutal at times.  It was a nice warm spring day to be outside working.  It was good to work with your child and dogs around, but I can just imagine the "heartache" of the day.  

Friday, March 30, 2018


March 30, 2018, I was out in the backyard with my three little dogs, about 6:30 a.m..  It was warmer and peaceful.  As I turned to look West, I was graced with a beauty of a moon setting.  Moon was bright deep orange with some dark grey clouds in front of it.  What a beauty.  It made me think of a time long ago when driving across the country, and the Moon was speaking to us as it looked huge and wonderful.  We were going across South Dakota I believe.  My youngest child was in the backseat and piped up that the Moon was so pretty and looked like when I hang a picture on a wall with a nail.  She said that it looked like someone just hung it there for us to look at and it was a pretty picture.

Wow, this morning brought back that happy memory and it also brought a lovely view to me which I needed.  It seems when I have had a difficult day, GOD blesses me in some way the next day with a great natural thing like the Moon setting, or a Sun rise, or a magnificent Eagle soaring over my head.  Life is good even in down times.  Just enjoy each moment.  

It was all so dynamic that I did not even rush inside to get my camera.  I savored the moments while my dogs enjoyed being outside for their morning needs.  Birds were singing to me.  Yes, just me, or at least I can think that.  

Thursday, March 29, 2018

Sewing Day

Today I cut out 15 one loop cloth scarves and also some napkins and an apron.  It was a fun and relaxing time.  I actually stayed in my pjs all day as it was cold and rainy here, and a great sewing day.  Now that I finished my first quilt of 2018, I want to do some smaller projects for awhile, along with my other crafts of knitting, crocheting, painting, etc.  

The one loop cloth scarves are easy and then I cut to fringe them.  They are less work and cheaper to make then the two loop scarves I have made and I think I will like the flannel ones with denium jackets and my denium dress.  Of course I will just keep one of each print and the rest are for gifts.  What a nice inexpensive gift.  I can get four scarves from one yard of fabric.  The gauze fabric I only was able to cut three from.  It is the bee fabric and so pretty.

My cherry apron is a great addition to my many homemade aprons.  I do have a couple of purchased aprons from friends who know I like aprons.  I also purchased one while in FRANCE.  

The napkins are left for another day.  Yes, we do use cloth napkins at all of our meals.  Such a nice touch to everyday life and actually economical also.
I just could not decide if I was going to machine stitch hems or do rolled handstitched hems or stitch around the napkin and ravel edges.  The fabric is lovely homespun.  So another day I will have it decided.  No hurry.

Wednesday, March 28, 2018


The sandwich bread recipe and pan worked so well.  I enjoyed the process and the product afterward was wonderful.  My daughter was here for overnight and we all enjoyed it with our casserole of Tatter Tots, meat, corn, which is also delicious.  Then we had some for toast for breakfast and with our next evening meal of steak and baked potato for my husband's birthday.  After that, other people came for cake, which was cheese cake.  My 20 year old grandson does not like cheese but he opted for a couple of slices of my wonderful sandwich bread.  Actually he asked if I had any homemade bread and he would eat that as he loved my homemade breads.  Nice compliment from him and I do agree I have become a good bread maker.  I actually have baked bread for years now, but I enjoy the time to do more and always have homemade and fresh breads, muffins, English muffins and even bagels.


It has been so nice to have lots of rain as we really needed it here in NE Missouri.  Of course, there was some flooding of roads and yards.  Ours got very muddy and wet as usual and my dogs loved playing in it all.  Especially my little so called Phoo Phoo dog, Vincent vG who is a Maltese Poodle mix.  He loves the outdoors and likes getting dirty.  I always apologize to him when I have to give him yet another bath, but I also tell him that GOD made him a little white hairy dog and not me.  I do adore him but just take a look at this dirty face.
His legs and even belly were like this also.  And we were getting company for dinner and more afterward for my husband's birthday.  So I let it dry and lots just fell off but had to bath for the rest.  I did not bother to clean the floors, only sweep them as my company all  know about dogs, and especially my dogs ruling the world.  Clean but dog prints on my nice wooden floors is nothing new.

And yes, it has begun to rain again today.  Positive is that the pond is full and the grass is greening.

Saturday, March 24, 2018


Yes, I am a country person, but I believe anyone who likes to make breads, gets excited about new recipes, products, and even bread pans.  Today I received my pullman, 13 inch, covered bread pan which I had ordered from King Arthur Flour in Vermont.  I was so excited to hold it.  It is heavy and "beautiful".  So tonight I downloaded a few recipes and will get at experimenting with sandwich breads.

Sometimes it is just small things but things that interest me that get me happy.  Bread does this, not only to eat it, but to make it.  Some days I just "feel the need to knead".
If you have not enjoyed making breads, just keep trying.  How delicious it can be with good butter.  I like it toasted, broiled, grilled, or just fresh out of the oven.  I like sandwiches with homemade bread also.  Just enjoy.

Friday, March 23, 2018


Why is it that sometimes a certain dog just touches your life so deeply like my Daisy Mae Foxhound or as a friend called her, Daisy Dog, did touch mine and others?  Maybe it was her intelligence and kindnesses,  or her devotion to me, protection and love.  I don't know, but I still have pictures on my dresser of her and think of her often, recalling our times of "glamping" and long walks, talking together.

When I say talking together, yes I mean just that.  She had a way of looking at me that was like she was giving me an answer.  Protecting me when a loose dog at the campgrounds came after me and not her.  She was behind me on her leash as she was afraid of this Australian Shepherd.  When the dog charge toward me, well, she came out from behind and in front of me, with hair on her back up, and teeth showing, growling and barking at the dog.  It was then that the lady who owned this dog came from her campground to get him.  She said she was sorry and that we almost had a bad dog fight...hee hee hee.  I just looked shocked at her as she took no responsibility as many don't for their dogs.  I just said "the rules are that you are to have your dog tied in the campsite or on a leash when walking."   Enough said and I left.  In it all I was so amazed at my nice lady Daisy Mae Foxhound.  She protected me and then went right back to being who she usually was.  On our way back to our campsite we stopped at the gatekeepers to report the situation to them, and Daisy did her usual greeting of putting her paws up on the shelf by their window and wagging, waiting for her treat from them.  What a see dog.

Now with all those memories, I must say, I am smitten with my three little dogs, Hemingway, a Yorkie mix and Vincent a Maltese/Poodle, and Mr. Molesley, an Italian Greyhound.  They are smart, loving, fun, funny, and happy.  They each have different personalities and temperment.  They each have a special place in my heart.

So it is true some certain dogs are special, but now I believe each dog is special if you give then an opportunity.  All of these dogs are from our local Humane Society.  I suggest if you need a good friend, a companion, a protector, go visit your local Humane Shelter and let them, one of those special dogs, choose you to be their mom or dad.  They will love you for it.
 Mr. Molesley
Vincent vG