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View From the End of the Lane

Everyday Life on the Farm

Updated: 2016-09-08T00:32:00.956-04:00


October 27, 2011


(image) That is the morning Jesus came and Momma went home with Him. I know she is in such a wonderful place now with no more pain or suffering.....but I sure do miss her.

Aunt Donna


Last week this world of ours lost a wonderful person, but Heaven gained one very unique angel.While accepting some earthly recognition for all the great things she had done, she gave God all the glory, honor and praise. She then bowed her head. My mom, her only sister, didn't know if she was going to pray or if she was crying. My Aunt Donna was having a stroke. The last words she uttered here on Earth were, "Take me home."My heart grieves for my mother's loss, but at the same time my heart is joyful because I know last week Donna heard the words, "Well done my good and faithful servant" as she was welcomed into the Heavenly kingdom. Don't we all long to hear those words one day? Donna lived her life in such an amazing way that there is no room for doubt that she is in the presence of her Savior for eternity. Her children and grandchildren spoke of her as a 'simple' woman. A woman who didn't really know how to start a Pregnancy Center, but she did. A woman who did so much for others that there is wonder as to how or when she had the time, because she always had time for you. I always knew she fought for the unborn, I knew she took in young mothers and helped them get back on their feet so they could raise their children. I knew she did much work for her church. I remember when she ran for state representative and when she would go to Washington to rally against Roe vs. Wade. We always thought we would see her on CNN being hauled away in the paddywagon!As a child I remember Donna being shy and timid. Life was hard for her, she had four boys in four years and she raised them alone while trying to work to support them. Those boys were rambunctious too! Some babysitters ran away and never came back! This is the experience that gave Donna a heart to help those young mothers. See, in the early '70's Donna met Garland, and he rescued her and her boys. He let Donna be the person she was meant to be and encouraged her to grow. He helped mold the boys into the wonderful men they are today. He changed that timid woman into a person who did not care what this world thought of her, but followed what her heart told her to do. The unending line at her viewing and memorial service were tribute to all the lives she touched. When did she have the time to all that she did? I don't know, because if I called her, she always had time to talk. If you wanted to take a road trip to see her, she always made big plans for us to have a fun filled day with her. When Mom was sick, she was there, providing a room for us at a nearby hotel, a loving hug and an understanding ear. I always felt and knew that she was there for me and my siblings, but when did she have the time? She had four boys and their wives, as well as countless grandchildren, who all felt the same; she always had time for them and made them feel special and loved. I want to be like that....but where do you find the time? I am going to work hard to find the time. I have a feeling that Donna asked God for help, I will do that too.Here is Donna with an old friend from her school days at Tunnelton, we all know her as the Lt. Governor of Indiana. Donna was as comfortable at the Statehouse lobbying for things she considered worth fighting for as she was feeding her chickens, or turkeys, or fainting goats. You never knew what kind of critter you would come upon when you went to visit Aunt Donna! She went and got herself a camper a few years ago and parked it near where they grew up out at Ditney Ridge. She took my mom along with her. To say Mom was not crazy about camping is an understatement, but she went so Donna wouldn't be alone out in the boonies. Mom had the time of her life, and oh my, the adventures they shared! They were like children again and I know my mother cherishes the memory of those times.I wish I had all the words to describe what a wonderful person my aunt was. These words of mine are just so inadequate to express the kind of life she lived or to tell of all the good she did in her life. She fought for life, whether it be an unborn child or an el[...]



This week has been filled with reminiscing pets loved and lost. I always vow never to give my heart over to a pet again. And then along comes a situation where a home is not available, someone is allergic and needs to find a good home, or the animal is going to have to be put down if someone doesn't adopt soon, or somebody just plain dumped that cute little puppy or kitten. It doesn't even have to be a puppy or kitten, I like old ones too. I am a sucker. Put a big "S" on my forehead!

But I know someone who is an even bigger sucker for a pet! This would be my sister Lori. Let me explain. When I moved from town to the farm, I had a cat named Prissy....for the obvious reasons, she was a prissy cat! She was part Persian, but had that cute little kitty face, not the smashed in look that most Persian felines sport. I won't go into how I ended up with Prissy, let's just say she needed a home, but I knew that home could not be at the farm. If she ever escaped she would be a nice little snack for a coyote. Rarely is a cat seen in these parts, and if you do see one, you usually never see it again. So my sister said she would keep Prissy for me. This was, let me tell you, a match made in Heaven.
If Lori were a cat, she would have been Prissy, and visa-versa! Prissy never had it so good! She wore rhinestone encrusted collars, charms dangling like diamonds from them, collected over the years from Lori's shopping trips in Chicago. She went for scheduled 'manicures', had all the best toys and, well you get the picture....spoiled rotten!
When Prissy passed away Lori decided she would 'lure' my brother's cat to her house. Buddy was an outside/inside cat and my brother has a job that keeps him away from home long hours. Buddy willingly obliged Lori's offer of tasty treats and now this is how Buddy spends his time.

Here is Buddy watching TV!
Don't you wish you were a pet at Lori's house?



Today we said goodbye to a faithful friend.
He was always curious what was going on. Here he is wondering if this four-legged purple critter is going to interfere with his dinner portions. Buster put up with two-legged critters as well. It was not unusual to find a chicken perched upon his back while he lazed on the porch. He did draw the line when the chickens wanted to share his dog food.
He always wanted to be right in the middle of whatever was going on, especially if it involved food! He was always happy to see you and would drop whatever he was doing to come running when he saw you coming down the lane, or when you opened the door to go outside. Okay, so he probably thought he was going to get something to eat. He came running.
Buster didn't come running Sunday afternoon. We thought he might be out in the woods, chasing a squirrel or rabbit, or maybe even fending off a coyote. He would show up, Buster never missed a meal. But he didn't show up that night. Okay, maybe he found a girlfriend.
Monday morning as we left for school, before daybreak, Buster was nowhere to be found. He will be here when we get home. Buster will be hungry.
When we got home Buster was still not around anywhere. The barn and sheds were checked. Maybe he slipped in to get out of the cold. Buster was getting up in years. We never really knew how old Buster was, he came with the farm. But Buster was not in any of the out buildings. He was not in his dog house either, although that would have been the last place we looked, Buster wasn't too fond of his digs, no matter what we did to make it homey. He was an outdoorsman type dog.
My husband went for a walk around the property, no Buster. Buster had missed three meals. This morning, even though snow covered the ground and there was no sunshine, I thought to look out the window to see if he was in his usual morning sunning spot. There was Buster, covered with a blanket of snow, resting in eternal peace.
I am going to miss this guy.

Gone But Not Forgotten!


Oh my! I have been gone from my blog for a long time! I didn't forget about it, I use it to check my very favorite bloggers to see if they have posted any goodies, and they don't disappoint! Thus I get sidetracked in the adventures of my blog friends and get no blogging done myself! But, hey! I consider that to be a good friend...a good 'listener', so to speak! On the other hand, when you come to visit my blog, there it is, the same old post that has been there for months now. I am sorry...
So here is what I have been up to. I know it won't surprise most of you. School. Homework. Procrastinating! Housework, cooking, laundry. I should be doing my Accounting assignment now, but refer to #3 on above list!

Recently Facebook had "Retro Week". I posted this picture of my brother and me. I love this picture, slobbers and all! I love my brother dearly, but I am going to tell a story about him and his slobbers. Forgive me Kevin....(insert evil big sister laugh)


When we were little, like in the picture, "pop" or soft drinks were not everyday staples in the house. On grocery day, which was every other Friday, one carton of 'pop' was purchased. Now back in the day one carton of pop was 8 small bottles of Coca~Cola. This was divied up between me, my brother and my sister. Oops. We are short one! Problem solved. Mom got one and Dad got one and we got two each!
These two 'pops' were ours to drink whenever we wanted. My sister Susie and I usually downed ours that very night, and on rare occasion, one lasted until Saturday morning.
My brother, the slobbery one in the picture, took small sips of his, replaced the cap, and put it back in the frig. Sometimes he still had pop on Tuesday!!!!
Susie and I had both been sneaking sips of Kevin's pop, on the sly of course. This went on for a while, ahhh, times were good and pop was plentiful! I guess we must have gotten a little greedy though, because one day we were all watching afternoon cartoons and my brother gets up and gets his pop out of the frig. He says to us, "Hey, watch this!" He takes the cap off his pop, takes a big swig, and then empties the contents of his mouth BACK into the bottle of pop!!!!
Never said another word, just came back in and continued watching cartoons.
Needless to say, Susie and I never sneaked sips of his pop again!!!

Okay, the procrastination has got to end! I have homework to do!

Coming Up For Air!


Mercy! This semester has been rough. I feel like I have been caught up in a snowball rolling downhill. I think I have finally got ahead of my homework load, at least for a few days.

I want to get out with my camera and get some pics of the beautiful fall colors before they fade away. Hopefully this weekend.....

Here is a picture I did catch one day last week when I looked up from my pile of books! A coyote was at the fence line between our woods and the cow pasture.

Lucas calls them 'Icodies'.(image)

Green Mowing



Last summer when gas reached $4 a gallon, we purchased this old lawnmower. I love the simplicity of it. I also love the fact that there is no cord to yank on, and on, and on…….It always starts, with a little push, that is!

Kindergarden and College


Today I will pick Lucas up from Kindergarden. It hardly seems possible that he is old enough......
I can't wait to see him with his little backpack filled with papers! He is so excited about school, I hope he always stays that way.


Here he is with "Hubba Bubba". When he was in preschool, Bubba came home with him on weekend. Bubba was a traveling friend, so when they came to Grammy's house, we had to do activities with him, then record them in his traveling journal. Lucas wanted to do his favorite thing with Bubba, make Rice Krispy Treats. I turned around to find Lucas with the two marshmallows tucked under his lip to look like Bubba!

Today I head to school to pick up my books. Classes begin Monday. It is always a little unnerving to get all those books and try to figure out which ones go with which class.....So on the first day I usually just load them all up, and I am thankful I don't have to ride the bus to school anymore!

Time Flys!


Yikes! I can't believe I only have one week left of summer/fall semester break! I still have lots of projects to get done! Time seems to pass by so quickly......

I am thankful that the green beans chose this time to, as they say here in Southern Indiana, "come on". They have been our best crop of beans yet, hardly any blemishes and the little yellow bean bugs have not been sited this year. (image)

I tried a new-to-me recipe for Dilly Beans from the Ball Blue Book. It has only been a week, so I am not sure yet, but we did do a sneak tasting yesterday (they are suppose to set for 2 weeks) and I think they taste like garlic dill pickles. They are crunchy and different....we will see.
I have 35 quarts of green beans canned to date, and there are more where those came from, I think it is time to share!
And God has blessed our berry patch this year for sure! I can't believe how huge the berries are, it is amazing. I made blackberry jelly and decided to try jam. Yummy! And it should be, considering the amount of sugar used. I have two gallons of berries in the fridge and the vines need picked again.....
I am thinking of trying blackberry syrup and, of course, I need to make some cobblers.
This week I hope to tackle a project involving a rocking chair, and of course more gardening and canning!
Have a good week!

$1.50 Update!


I have been looking for some fabric to recover my dining room chairs. I have had them covered in the same plaid, blue/mauve since, well, you know when-the 80's! They have seen better days for sure! I needed something that was 'grandkid proof' and affordable.
One day during the last few weeks of summer classes, I decided to check out the thrift store near the college. I didn't have any one thing in mind, just looking around. I came around a corner and saw a lady holding up this mishappen shape of fabric. The colors caught my eye first, and then I thought.....OH! That would hide dirt really good! I thought of my chairs! The only problem was that this lady still had the fabric in her hands....that and what was the price. I walked on down the aisle and then turned around and the lady was gone...But the fabric was still there! I zoomed to grab it before someone else saw what a good cover for dirt it would be! The price? $1.50!

Today I laid out the pads and there was exactly enough to cover all four chairs AND a bench! All for one dollar and fifty cents! Here they are, finished! I am happy!


Make Hay While the Sun Shines!


Last Thursday we put up hay here on our little farm. It is a first for us,
and it will be a blessing to be able to provide for the cows this winter.

It is amazing to me that God can take this..............


And make this......................

To feed these hungry girls bellies..........(image)



(image) The blackberry vines are full again this year! I found a really yummy recipe for Blackberry Pie Bars @JoytheBaker. These were very easy to make and a nice switch from cobbler. Oh, and these are definately not on the Weight Watcher's diet plan!
If you have blackberries to is the link to the recipe. Check out her entire blog, she has some really good recipes.

Father's Day and a June Birthday


(image) This blog entry gives me a good opportunity to use the picture I have of my Dad and my 'baby' brother....who celebrated his 35th birthday on the 10th of June. Late post, I know, but I was busy taking tests that day, and on the weekend, making birthday cake and yeast rolls! On our birthdays, we get to pick the meal we want, and Anthony always picks grilling out! We had barbeque chicken, corn-on-the-cob, hash brown casserole, baked beans, salad, and yeast rolls. It was great, just like the guy who's day we celebrated!

If you have never made corn-on-the-cob on the grill, try it sometime. Simply soak your corn ears (yes, soak shucks and all) in a sink or bucket of water for approximately an hour or longer. Then lay them on the grill and let them steam for about an hour. The silks fall away from the corn! It is easy and keeps the kitchen cool!

Today we are going to the parents house for a Father's Day celebration. I have the best Dad I could have ever asked for. The love Dad has for his family is evident in everything he does. I cannot even begin to name all the things Dad has done for me over my lifetime. Some of the time I didn't like the lesson I was being taught, but all these years later, I am so thankful Dad stayed firm, even though I know it would have been easier for him to give in!

A funny story that comes to mind is when I started buying furniture for the house I had bought after my divorce. I loved the 'shabby' look.....and the shabbier, the better! Dad didn't get the distressed look at all! He asked me if I needed some money to buy 'good' furniture!

I love you Dad! Thanks for understanding me!

National Cancer Survivors Day


(image) Today is National Cancer Survivors Day. Today is also my Dad and Mom's 51st wedding anniversary. They are both survivors of cancer, along with my sister, Susan. I am thankful for the advances made in cancer treatment that has allowed me to keep my family a little bit longer.(image) See Susie smile in the photo above? That is the same constant smile she wore all during her chemo and radiation treatments. When her hair fell out, that smile was so bright that you didn't much notice how perfectly round her little bald head was. She is a 7 year survivor of breast cancer and she is my hero.
When my Dad was diagnosed with prostate cancer, he said he couldn't complain about anything after what Susie had been through, and he didn't. She was an inspiration to him, and he has been a survivor for 6 years.
My Mom is going through her second round with cancer. She is a fighter! She says she doesn't have time to mess with cancer, there is too much other stuff to do. I like her spirit. This round is breast cancer, and it was caught early by a mammogram, thanks to the efforts of her doctor.

I have two friends whose mothers are going through cancer treatments. I am praying that next year we can celebrate with them as survivors as well!

Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad! I love you both!

Is It June Already?


(image) I can't believe it is June already! Time passes so fast as I get older. Daisies, my favorite flower, are out in full bloom and I see fields of them on my way home from town. This is one of the many reasons why I love where I live, way out in the middle of nowhere! When I lived in town, I didn't see the different flowers blooming naturally from season to season along the roadside, that is something I forgot happened. Now I don't mean to say there are not beautiful flowers in town! My sister Lori has a beautiful back yard in town with flowers blooming everywhere. I will have to take my camera over to her house one day and show you all of the hard work she has put into her little corner of the world. Lori has the plant growing talent in our family. As for me, I am just going to have to rely on God to do my landscaping.......and He is doing a great job!

How to Wash Off Lucas


(image) Lucas made himself a mudpit yesterday. He had lots of fun running his John Deere tractor through it and popping 'wheelies'. Plenty of mud was slung while Grammy sat here and watched.... (image)
But soon, muddy boys want to come inside to cool off and have an ice cream sandwich. How do you clean up such a muddy little fellow? Lucas had the answer......(image) Slip and Slide! A birthday gift from Old Papaw Kenny and Mamaw Sue. Lucas thinks this a much more fun way to get clean rather than a bath....but it doesn't get mud out of his ears!

Even though I didn't get one thing done yesterday, I did get a reward. Lucas told me he had so much fun that he could play here forever!

The Hen House


(image) Here is where the girls make their home....and deposit their rent payments!



(image) It is the second year this little bluebird and its mate have made their nest in the primitive birdhouse built by my Uncle Kenny. It is fun to sit and watch the two bring in twigs, string, and various other objects to feather their nest.
Last year three little bluebirds were born in the little bird house. I have not yet peeped inside to see how many tiny eggs are snuggled in the nest this year. The parents are very protective of their young, so you have to be ready when they are both gone, and that is a rare occasion, to take your look inside.
Does anyone remember the game "Bluebird-Bluebird"? This little bluebird reminded me of playing that game with my friends in second grade on the old Emerson School basketball court. I don't recall much of the game except holding hands to form a circle and dancing around singing Bluebird, Bluebird. One morning at recess I was playing this game and my little blue spectacles fell off my head, and all I heard was awful crunching noises, and of course, the chanting of Bluebird, Bluebird!
The next morning I was sporting a new pair of pink glasses with three tiny diamonds (or so I thought!) mounted in the pointy ended frames, and I never played Bluebird, Bluebird again.

RIP Ruby


(image) After four years of faithful service, Ruby quietly passed away yesterday afternoon. Thanks for all the omelets Ruby.

A New Granddaughter



This is Emma on her first day in this big world. She is granddaughter #1. Today she is one week old.




Grandson #1 is Lucas!
He is 5 years old and loves to play ball.
He is also big into cowboy stuff...more on that later!

Grandson #2 (only by birth order!) Conner is Emma's big brother. He is 16 months old and sweet as can be.



Okay, here I am, beginning a blog of my own!
I love reading everyone's blogs, getting great new ideas and recipes and seeing the friendships made along the way.
I want a blog to sort of keep track of life. It goes by so fast. I want a place to keep memories and share ideas and dreams. goes!