Be careful what you wish for! I wished for rain and the ponds are almost overflowing. The storms were not too fierce for us. Others were not so lucky. I am grateful for the rain.
Many of you have heard how Mom and Dad planted pecans around the perimeter of the yard the year they married. This will give you some idea of how the trees that survived have grown.
The small not improved version of pecans they planted taste magnificent and have more oil compared to our Paper Shell Pecan. During our recent winds pecans fell a little prematurely but that has not stopped the crows, squirrels, ground squirrels and other animals from enjoying the sweet meat.
This picture does not even begin to show the size of the tree. I believe it would take two people to wrap their arms around the trunk. Two remain of the many Mom and Dad planted even before they built this house we now live in.
I have mentioned "hangers", limbs broken by wind or ice but still hanging on the tree. They need to be removed for safety reasons. We use the tractor bucket to reach them for removal. We can not reach them all.
Here is one hanger after all our wind. This is sticking into the ground about four inches. The wind tore off the dead limb. Gravity planted it. It would be most unfortunate to have been standing here when the limb fell.
Yesterday I picked up and piled limbs, mostly smaller ones since we've done some trimming and removal. I began another pile to burn.
While the rains fell I oiled the school desk, adding an old Purex jar with feathers and pretties. Now have a new place to sit and remove my muddy boots or shoes and have put an old piece to a good use. This is one of the few mirrors I have in the house. It is reflecting my painting and the inch thick red heart cedar tongue and groove wood walls of the hall. The wood was harvested from this land, dried, milled and installed by Mom and Dad. I will never paint it. I oil it about twice a year and it will outlast me, I'm sure.
The weather had me sorting closets, cleaning cupboards and sorting clothes...and hunting for a sweater. I have rearranged my painting/craft/sewing/project area repeatedly.
While cleaning the fridge I cooked fresh turnip greens with cornbread, the end of garden okra, banana pudding, chocolate pudding and a German Chocolate cake and a dishpan full of fresh salad (Andrew ate that is one setting!)
I am lost without my washer. I've made one trip to the laundromat and must make another soon. I surely dislike waiting for warranty repairs.
Wishing you safe rain and many blessings.
a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing
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Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Saturday, December 27, 2008
More Pictures...Fewer Words
It is...was a beautiful day. Warm, windy, and did I say wonderfully, comfortingly warm!
No snow, no rain, only mud left over from both.
No snow, no rain, only mud left over from both.
Started at the barn with my four God-Given equine treasures.
(Refer to previous post, My Mistakes, My Glories.)
All not recently groomed with their winter coats.
(Refer to previous post, My Mistakes, My Glories.)
All not recently groomed with their winter coats.
As you can see the wind is blowing.
I took pictures of Arrow's whorls so I can get them read by some whorl expert (y'all!). In this picture you can see plainly why he is dubbed Broken Arrow.
Knot was too busy eating to smile for the camera.
Showing Magic's blue eye.
It was a day for muck boots, not these!
It was warm enough that the mud felt quite wonderful pouring through all the holes
while I was trying to keep my balance.
Maggie and Lil anticipating the walk
Then we walked.
Then we walked.
One of five ponds we have. This is the New pond, meaning it was built in the last twenty years. We also have the Top Pond, the Highline Pond, the Frog or Hog Pond and the Spring Pond.
Parts of the creek no one sees
Help! I lost my feet!
The sky darkens!
Watching Lil hunt a varmint.
Enjoyed the day and took many pictures.
and found my feet!
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