Friday, October 31, 2008
I will still visit with you, my friends, checking on you through your own blogs and commenting as I am able. I've made some most wonderful connections and will feel loss, but growth is sometimes that way- a bit painful.
For now, I'm taking a blogging vacation, a time for reflection and prayer about how I spend my time. Until next time, dear friends, much love to you.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
All dressed up and nowhere to go
It's the queen who rules this castle...
Here's an update about the egg:
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Every year, the local scouts camp overnight and then have a demonstration/obstacle course for the kids to participate in. Wood crafts for sale...
Cooking down sorghum molassas...
This is the first year that I've seen Turtle-Man here. He lives in the next county over. I must say, he's become somewhat of a phenomenon lately, appearing on t.v. and youtube. Check out his site for a typical video of Turtle-Man in action. What can I say, he is what he is and he seems joyful about his niche in this life. We should all approach our lives with such abandon!
Some old-time produce. That's tobacco-twists on the board.
Next to the school is a log-cabin that's been rebuilt. My mom got married in front of this cabin 9 years ago. You can see the school (brick building) in the background and the gym (gray stone). My sister got married in front of the gym 14 years ago. I should find those photos to post.
Inside the cabin: a large cooking fireplace, a couple of chairs, a bed, a cupboard, and a small table. It was cozy yet spacious, void of clutter. Click on this photo to enlarge it. That way you can see all the markings on this powder horn. See the Native at the top, running away with a scalp?
Revolutionary camp, complete with a King George stung up! Two "living historians" would sware you in as citizens of the "new" free United States.
Inside the school building, every year this room has an arrowhead display and the display of local wildlife, not so alive anymore. Hubby and I had first intended to marry in this room, for a Christmas wedding with the mural as the backdrop. That didn't happen though because we couldn't wait. lol! I've often thought of having a vow-renewal here though. We'd have to move out the stuffed animals. Maybe...
In the gym, the bean supper is served on Friday and Saturday night, with a play on the stage.
A turn to the left leads you down to the craft room, where there were gourds, crocheted items, aprons, handbags, and children's crafts for sale and viewing. You can also vote for your favorite photographs of the area, in the photo contest for the "people's choice" award. Winners are put into next year's calendar.
Here is our teacher, Marjory! She's just about the sweetest lady I know. She's 86 and has been teaching art for 32 years.
Here is the genealogy room. My mom's family has a nice picture board on the wall.
The festival took us four hours, to walk around and see everything, have those butterfly fries and dried apple pies to eat, and enjoy the live music.
It always brings back memories for me, and I have to take the road that passes my Pappaw and Granny's old place (even though it's burned down now.) I snapped photos of the beautiful scenery and sighed with contentment.
And this one is for Judy! Y'know... I do believe I saw a "for sale" sign in the yard to the right....
I hope you enjoyed this little trip!
Monday, October 20, 2008
Around here, you just never know who will show up in your driveway...
Actually, this lady was one of over 14 turkey hens who I just happened to catch on the camera before they all scurried into the woods. Turkey have keen eyesight, and they caught my movement inside the house.
We planned the day to include a hike and a festival. As we were driving to the Central Kentucky Wildlife Refuge, we spotted a doe and her twins... As a child, I always remembered passing the refuge on the way to my Granny's house. There used to be a stinky pig farm nearby. I still remember the smell. But there is no evidence of it now.
Our guide, Rob Pendergraft, gives a short talk at the beginning of the hike.
One of several ponds, called "Island Pond." The downed trees on the left were on the "island."
There was a good group, including several children and a pregnant woman! The hike took two hours, up and down the wooded hills and ridges.
The refuge was very nice, having good trails and wooden bridges over creek-beds.
After the hike, we headed over to the annual Forkland Festival. Part of the reason I wanted to take the hike was to get ahead of the butterfly fries I knew I would be eating later!
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
This camo and orange tomboggan and scarf will go to my daughter so she'll stay warm when she goes hunting with her daddy!
Friday, October 10, 2008
As you may have noticed, I keep the current month near the top of my sidebar. This is so I will see them every time I pull up my blog page, reminding me of what my goals are. It's like having them taped on the bathroom mirror, only more effective for me.
I've also pledged this month to NOT blog or look at other blogs until I have done something toward accomplishing at least one of those goals. Just a little added incentive.
And, (I wish I had thought of this sooner), I've started giving myself a weekly grade on each goal until they are completed. A+ means I'm ahead of my end-of-the-month deadline. F means I haven't done a thing toward that goal yet. C means I'm making effort.
So, if you don't see me around, it's because I've "grounded" myself! LOL!
4 wide-mouth bass from 12-14 inches, a small-mouth, and a bluegill. But, I will say that cleaning them was no picnic. I hadn't cleaned a fish since I was 12 years old.
Olive watched with trembly-excitement. We gave her some of the scraps. She enjoyed that tremendously. She also enjoyed the attention that daughter was giving her so late at night. As you can see, Daughter decided that Olive was cold and needed a "blanket." A few minutes later, Olive became "Super-Dog!"
Monday, October 06, 2008
This little video shows daughter being allowed to shoot a long-rifle inside the fort!
Visit these two links for photo slideshows of the day and a little history. This one first then this one. Be forewarned: the Native re-enactors take their parts seriously so you will see bare thighs and hips, and maybe an occasional sideview of a bottom! Not too bad though.
I'm posting photos that they didn't catch. First, I'll start with the darling children. Re-enacting is a family activity and all the participants keep a close eye on their darlings. This sweetie-pie is one of seven siblings! This little fellow was crying, "I want another biscuit!" He seemed upset that after-breakfast chores were starting instead.
Look at this little doll-baby!
Aren't they precious?!!
Here, the woman is hand-spinning buffalo fur while her husband and children listen to a story-teller.
I highly recommend visiting the fort when you can. It is very educational and includes demonstrations of frontier skills. In this cabin, a fine-dressed man displayed his gun-making and skins hung on the walls. I never knew that buffalo fur was so soft! In Kentucky, buffalo roamed wild and would shed their coats in the Spring. The women would gather it up to spin.
A captive white woman (married to an Native) talks with a French trapper's wife:
The two on the left just finished posing for an artist's photograph of the Native scalping the frontier woman. The scene was complete with screams, war-whoops, and fake blood.
The seige itself was performed in the afternoon. The frontiersmen and settlers mingled outside the fort until started screams alerted them that native's were approaching:
Daniel Boone and some men went out to meet with the Natives:
The Natives held counsel but then double-crossed the men and attacked:
Poor Larry! He was overwhelmed by Natives and had his heart ripped out of his chest while his "wife" watched and screamed until the Natives turned on her too and scalped her! She's actually his real-life girlfriend. I snapped this photo just as he was coming up from one knee and saying, "Will you take my heart?" Don't freak out! It's all fake!
The sunset was glorious over the fort as another re-enactment of Native attack began.