Country Life – Then and Now

Today this site has been up and running one month.  As I’ve told you before,  I love telling tales and sharing stories with  hopes I can drop a little history along the way for future generations.  When I started the blog my goal was to get 500 hits the first month  Would you believe there’ve been over…

“When it rains it pours” is an old saying I’ve heard all my life and I truly believe it.  Last week in my report I told you about air conditioning problems and that we were waiting for a plumber.  Well the water problem kept getting worse and at this writing we have a new water…

What an exciting time for one elderly grandmother: It’s Easter morning and we are awaiting the arrival of the Easter Bunny bringing the new toy.  It’s something I’ve wanted for the last several years; however, to get John to agree to buy a golf cart has been a major undertaking.  Of course, he can and does…

Ah, the gentle breeze that drifts across this front porch in the early morning.  It’s so easy to get lost in thoughts in this setting and remember how it used to be. At this time of year some sixty or seventy years ago, vegetable gardens were reaching their peak and canning was in full swing. …

It was very early morning as I arrived at my friend’s house to pick up some cucumbers for pickle making (we now have eight gallons in the making), and “Well bless your heart” was the greeting I received.  How long has it been since I heard that phrase, I thought to myself.  It’s just another…

    Although the cattle on this farm no longer belong to John (and have not belonged to him for several years) one could not tell that by his actions.  He tends the fences, checks the herd daily and reports problems – or corrects them himself. Recently we had a cattle roundup — it was selling…

It’s my intention to keep this blog positive, but today is different.  First off last week John took the tiller to the repair shop.  The bill was $68.00 and he picked it up yesterday.  In unloading it it feel off the ramps breaking the carburetor — well he tried to patch that up with baling wire (just…

       When I grew up in the 1930’s — Depression years — we saved everything, including used screen wire.  Back then we had no storm doors — only screen doors and at night they were fastened using a little hook and the wooden doors were left open.  No air conditioning either. Anyway all fly swatters…