At The Farm

We honor the old and the ever present.

Wordless Family Football

Sun Kittys

I Want...

More time, less work.

More money and fewer ways to spend it.

More respect on the home front and less reaction to my requests.

More time to enjoy my horses and less time doing housework...make that any work.

More recognition for my wisdom and less disdain for my input.

More time to create and less criticism of my creation.

Selfishly, I guess I could sum this up in one sentence; I want more time, more money and a little respect...sad, isn't it?

Fried Green Tomatoes And All Things Fall

I can taste them!

Fall harvest

The autumn of my life is here and the autumn of the year. The mornings are chilly with a little bite in the air but it warms into a beautiful day. The rains have stopped for the moment and the mornings have a foggy look since the air is cooler than our water. Hubby has had a fire a couple of mornings.

Things still grow and Marcy is harvesting and putting up for winter. The squirrels are storing nuts too and it is a battle to see who gets the pecans first.

Fall is a sad time, an end of running barefoot through the grass and playing in the creek in the heat of the day. The grass will slow its growth and wait for the first frost to change it colors.
The leaves are beginning to turn and will soon turn loose and fall to the ground...

This N That: A Three Post Day

Dried tomatoes
Pumpkins to harvest

Zander loves that hat!
A surprise on Marcy's bouquet
Soup Bone

Members Of The Farm Team

Marcy, the matriarch, the canner, the preserver, the photographer, my oldest sister, retired school teacher, care giver for youngest grandson while mom attends college.

The boys, father and son, waiting for chestnuts or pears or persimmons, whatever the treat is today.

Mother of Arrow, my love, my ride.

Zander Is Walking

Teething a mouthful
Loves to play in water

And already a football fan

Practicing For Retirement

My self portrait with SOME of the dogs
Arrow looking for fruit.

I started my day, after I got the men out the door.

I took a shower, the longest most enjoyable shower I have had in months, no, make that years. I shaved, I lathered, I shampooed...twice, just like it says on the bottle; lather, rinse, repeat. Do you know how long it has been since I shampooed according to directions? I kept turning the cold water lower and lower until it was a steam shower.

On to my appointment and the grocery store and home again, home again. I bought chocolate creme filled doughnuts and Dr Pepper, the rest was unimportant.

I unhurriedly checked my emails with no back ground noise except for the farm animals.

Then to the cow lot to pick up a few walnuts since I had promised Beverly I would help. No one on the farm but me!

I relished in the aloneness, the solitude of the farm.

I picked up one measly feed sack of walnuts and went exploring. This is no way to get the work done, believe me, but remember, I am practicing retirement.

I toured the earthen dam that broke during our big rains and found an arrowhead and a few chips, sunk up to my boot tops in the mud and had a wonderful relaxing time.

I placed the camera on the fence post and tried to send a wave to all my friends. I shall have to practice on self portraits.

And The Rains Came...