Friday, May 29, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
As requested by my dear friend Christine, here is my boredom Buster to add to your Boredom Bottle. Good Luck!
Supplies are pretty simple and basic and easy to gather!
I'm just not sure what you would call this! Feel free to add your suggestion to the comments!
Sunday, May 24, 2009
The attorney sports period clothing and is carrying in 'water.' Her Royal Highness is putting her pioneer baby to bed. Awwww! So sweet in an apron and bonnet!
The President! So handsome! Too bad these hats aren't the style today!
The buildings seen in this picture is the parcel owned by King Follet. The land parcels were organized in 4 acre blocks and each block was divided by into 4 parcels. A couple Greats grandfather, James Fife, lived on a parcel right next to King.
He got well into his spray and started having trouble with the alternator and losing his lights and power. He explained to me and what I understood the problem to be was, "bla, bla, bla, bla, bla, bla. So I bla, bla blabbed and bla bla bla, fa la la la la, la la la la." I told him that it was great he figured out the problem. Then he runs out again to finish the spray. I go to bed with the peace of mind that he bla blabbed his tractor.
Next morning, the conversation went something like this:
me: stirring in my sleep
him: I didn't finish spraying last night because my tractor caught on fire.
me: stirring some more in my sleep trying to figure out why someone was trying to wake me up and why they are saying "fire."
Him: My tractor caught on fire.
Me: Fire?! (pictures of tractor ashes racing through my mind). I thought you bla blabbed the bla bla!
Him: I did and when I got to the lower part of the orchard and was really starting to enjoy the cool of the night I notice a bunch of flames leaping out of my tractor between my knees.
Me: What did you do?
Him: I watched it burn itself out.
Me: Oh - OK. Thats kinda wierd. Does it still work?
Him: Yup, I waited til morning so I could bla bla the bla bla of the bla bla when it was light. It was impossible to bla bla in the dark and get it right.
Me: OK - can I take pictures of you bla bla-ing for the blog for the family to enjoy?
Here is the Apple Farmer Bla-bla-ing the bla bla.
Here is the Apple Farmer after he bla-blabed his tractor and suited up.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
I explain that I don't anticipate any hostile fungus while we are out in the deep woods of the Great and Shaded Ditch.
We encounter a colony of friendly fungus.
We visit a bit and then bid farewell as we continue on our great hunt.
The Attorney picks it. His adrenalin is coursing through his body and he proclaims, "Wow! This is so much like fishing!" He gently places it into his walmart bag and within seconds another morrel, and then another and several more are found! We triumphantly march out of the woods with our treasures in our bags and make our way up to the castle - I mean house- to clean and cook them up!
As we exit the great woods we find that the rumbling we had been hearing wasn't a fierce fire belching dragon after all, it was thunder!
We race to the house and are greeted by the Apple Farmer who informs us that we need to go down into the cellar house because the clouds are rotating over top of the house. We run from the house and into the cellar house and down the stairs to the awful dungeon - our only defense against a tornado.
The dungeon is equiped with its very own welcoming committee! A toad.
"Can we come up now?"
Nothing came out of our really creepy cloud movements. We went back to the house after while, and cooked up our morrels which we ate with our chicken and noodles.
I prepared the morrels how the locals all love to prepare them - egg wash and cracker crumbs - fry in a bit of oil and butter. They taste a lot like...
It was a beautiful morning last Tuesday! The work crew grabbed their math books and did math on the front porch while her Royal Highness insisted on wearing her apron and helping! She sure helped!
After spreading floured foot prints all over Lizzy's kitchen floor while Lizzy and I kneaded dough and talked about her brand new granddaughter, her Royal Highness insisted on rolling out the dough!While her Royal Highness and I rolled out dough, Lizzy made marshmallow cream out of the left over egg whites and a sugar syrup which she cooked to the hard ball stage. Wow! I thought that stuff could only come from the marshmallow cream factory! Yum!When we were done making noodles and there was nothing left to do, her Royal Highness started to cry, so Lizzy gave her one of her homemade oatmeal cookes and everything was all better!
So you are probably wondering where the picture of the completed noodles is? We cooked them up in chicken noodle soup, chicken and gravy and other yummy dishes already! They sure didn't last for very long! Time to make more!!!!
Dandelions as far as the eye can see!
Peaches are already at petal fall
And, of course, APPLES!
...just to name a few ;)