Only on the Prairie…

Kids heading out the door to catch the school bus…

Mom to Kenna : Sweetie, put your heavy coat on!  It’s only 20 degrees out!

Kenna:  Mooommm! I can’t wear my heavy coat!  It has calf slobber on it from feeding bottles this morning!

Mom: I am sure you are not going to be the only child in school with calf slobber on their coat! Go put it on!

Pretty sure this wouldn’t happen in a city house on a typical morning…

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Published in: on March 10, 2009 at 2:32 pm  Leave a Comment  
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Calves in the barn, calf in the laundry room…

Something about spring coming makes me want to accumulate animals, much to my husband’s chagrin!  

It must be some primal urge to mother small creatures and since we are done having children, I have to take my mothering instinct to the corral…

That sounded really weird…

 

Because of my primal mothering instinct, and because the milk market has just tanked,  we now have 7 Holstein bottle calves in our barn…

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Well, 6 Holstein calves in the barn and one sick calf in the laundry room…

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What can I say? It’s cold outside, she needs supervision and I don’t feel like walking to the barn every 15 minutes to check on her…

 

This is also to my husband’s chagrin… I think he is really regretting taking me to the livestock sale this morning…

It’s like walking an alcoholic into a bar and handing them the bottle opener…

But he really loves me…really, really loves me… and it doesn’t hurt that he really loves beef too…

 

Not a big fan of sick beef in the laundry room though!

Published in: on February 28, 2009 at 6:25 pm  Comments (3)  
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Warm fire, Hot coffee, Comfy couch….

There is nothing I like better in the winter than a warm fire, a comfy couch and a hot cup of coffee. 

This is because I have usually just spent a significant chunk of time in the freezing wind and horizontal snow, breaking ice in water troughs, pitching hay, fixing fence, feeding chickens, etc….

I know, I know- I have your full sympathy…..Thank God for laptops or I would never get anything done…..

This is my nesting time of year….the time to get paperwork done, to seach for supplies for the next spring, to maybe squeeze in reading a good book or too…Spring, summer and fall are so busy and hectic– this is our time to renew and refresh–

 

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This is normally the winter scene from my kitchen window–except for this year, which has been unusually dry– still brutally cold though….

This was our first winter storm on the prairie two years ago…..Wow, were we ever in shock and awe!

 

 

But, alas, the fire does not magically appear in my hearth with the flick of a switch, and as much as I think that I would appreciate the convenience, there is just something lost in the experience. 

There would be no ash to empty, smoke in the house, sawdust on the floor, boxes of newspaper waiting to burn, ash on the floor, smoke in the living room, embers on the floor–

 

Wait, how does that switch fireplace work again?!?

 

Unfortunately, here on the prairie, trees are not quite as plentiful as they are in other places and we must make the pilgrimage 30 miles southeast to our friend’s house…..he has a dead forest in his back pa080sture and could hardly contain his glee when we asked if we could come and cut wood….

 

The tradeoff for a warm house is worth the free pasture clearing that he receives in return– plus, we buy hay from him too…

 I did think the back flip and jumping jacks were a bit over the top, though…..

 

 (I love this shot….for reasons I won’t go into now….suffice it to say, my man can do anything!)

 

And, it’s character building for our kids…..I can’t wait til they get to college….

I can just picture them sitting in their dorm room with their new roommate….

“What?!?!? You didn’t have to cut wood to keep your house warm?  You got to sit around and play Wii all day?  Whats a Wii?  You didn’t have to pitch hay to your horses when it was 5 degrees below zero?!?  You didn’t have to scoop pig poop outta your barn on 100 degree days?!?  I gotta call my mom!”

 

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Look at them…..so innocent, so unaware, so happy…..

 

They are soooo gonna need therapy…….. we don’t have a college fund, we have a therapy fund….

 

 

 

 

The results of a hard days work– wish it lasted more than two weeks– but hey, for two weeks I have that enclosed porch I’ve always wished for!

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The pay008off for a hard days work….. in addition to the above mentioned warm fire, hot coffee and comfy couch…..

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Sadie (7)- “Did you know that they sell underwear attached to socks?”

McKenna (10)- “Sadie, that’s called long underwear!”

Published in: on December 28, 2008 at 7:52 pm  Comments (1)  
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A Few of my Favorite Things….

 

For some reason, the song ” A Few of my Favorite things” from The Sound of Music, has been running through my head, non stop, for three days…..

 

Don’t know if it’s the season or hormones, but I decided the only cure was to share some of my favorite things….

 

If the song gets stuck in your head, maybe it will get out of mine…. not that it’s such a bad song, but come on, three days?!?!

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My girls, my sisters, my friends…. ladies, what would we do without girlfriends?? 

We’d probably go postal alot sooner!!

 

 

 

 My little punks…. Man, I’m crazy about these kids…..here they are pretending to be city kids in CA….. they only look normal….

The look on my little ones face?

Yeah, that’s normal….for her anyway….she lives in purple fairyland where it’s all rainbows and dewdrops…..Honey, can I come too?

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The view from our arena— I would love to take credit for this picture, but I can’t–

My litt100_0221le Kodak camera cannot keep up with my punk little sister’s Nikon d40— hence, my coveting for which I have to repent on a daily basis…

 

But this is part of our crazy herd…they love kicking their heels up after a good rain…I love watching them run…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 And last, budsc_0019t NOT least, my handsome husband…..in chaps……pardon me while I go and take a cold shower…..

 

                                            

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Cinnamon Christmas Ornaments

christmas-ornaments-044Do you want to be able to give your friends and family a handmade gift that will last for years to come?

 

Do you want every pore of your furniture, your walls, your skin and your dog to smell like cinnamon for days and days on end?
 

Do you want to do something fun with your kids that leaves lasting memories and is almost free?

Did I mention that you will smell like cinnamon?
Keep Reading…..

Prairie Pastor

dsc_0351Do you wish your pastor was a little more interesting? Had a little more flavor and spice?

 

Well, you can’t have ours, but you can read about him and covet…. well, not covet, that’s a sin, but you can wish you had him too, wait, that’s the same as coveting…..

Oh, forget it…. just read….Prairie Pastor

Published in: on November 25, 2008 at 11:54 am  Leave a Comment  
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Veteran’s Day

Today is a day that we stop and take time to say thank you to the men and women who have given a part of their life, and in some cases, their life itself, to protect and defend the freedoms that many in this country take for granted.
Just recently, Americans exercised that freedom to make history.
Here, a week later, in a little school in a little corner of a big prairie, ranchers left their cows, farmers parked their tractors and an auditorium was standing room only, to honor the veterans from this small community.
In a land where the houses are few and far between, everyone came to show their appreciation. Even the local radio station showed up to broadcast the program.

Young voices were raised in song. “If you love your country, if you cherish your freedom, thank a vet!”, were the simple words sung in high pitched voices that brought tears to the eyes of those in uniform.

In this time of controversy over the current war, those from past wars rarely experience gratitude. This was their chance to bask in a moment of spotlight and ceremony.
A young man stands in uniform at the front and shares his experiences in Afghanistan. Of being blown up in his Humvee by an IED. Of the brothers that pulled him from the wreckage and visited him in the hospital. Pictures are shown of his wrecked vehicle and the aftermath of the explosion.

Young eyes gaze in hero worship and a taste of war is brought home. Little boys shake his hand and finger the medals on his chest.
He jokingly shares a MRE with a young man called to the front to answer war history questions.

Certificates of appreciation and small gifts are passed to the veterans by fourth graders wearing their fathers and grandfathers uniforms.
Several hundred people joined in singing “God Bless America” and “I’m Proud to be an American”. Gray heads joined with young heads for pictures. The room is abuzz with voices, laughter, handshaking and hugs. Past and future; brought together in a simple program with profound meaning.

These men and women represent so many of the values of this community—hard work and dedication, family and friends, faithfulness, patriotism— it seems that so many of these values are beginning to be lost in this fast paced technological age that we live—
But for today, in a little school in a little corner of a big prairie, they were found…..
Published in: on November 11, 2008 at 8:26 pm  Comments (1)  
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