Friday, October 31, 2008


Scroll down to "Odds and Ends" for an update on the big egg.

Stirrings of something better?

This is my current blog's 120th post. I am debating it's worth to myself and my family and my readers. IF I decide to dismantle this site, I'll warn you first so you won't think I dropped off the face of the earth! The time and mental energy that it steals from my family has once again become an obvious point here. My first calling as a Christian wife is to be the best help meet I can be. And I am to be a keeper at home, not on the world wide web. And my children need more and more of my guidance and attention, since homeschooling becomes more involved as our daughter ages.

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

Odds and Ends

This past weekend, we visited my brother's family in Illinois. The drive was over 6 hours long, but we enjoyed the visit very much. I was busy last week (doing a few things that needed tending before we left) which is why I haven't posted. This week is busy too so I want to tide you over with a few odd and end photos: The first day of Fall
The shadows of clouds drifting across the view.
All dressed up and nowhere to go

It's the queen who rules this castle...

And the King seems weary of it!

These next two photos were taken by my step-sister. This is a huge egg that she got from her chickens last week. She measured it and it was 7 inches around. As you can see, it suffered some damage as it was lain (and I imagine the hen that laid it was walking funny afterwards too!)

Here's an update about the egg:
"We cracked it open and it turned out to be an egg within an egg. According to Storey's Guide To Raising Chickens a double shelled egg occurs when an egg that is about to be laid reverses direction. The reversed egg can join up with the next egg and results with the two encased in a new shell. Storey's says, "Double-shelled eggs are so rare that no one knows exactly why or how they happen."

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Forkland Festival

After the Fall Color Hike, we went to the Forkland Festival. I try not to miss this annual event.

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...
Look at these funny ducks, with their hair pieces! I'd have to name one of them "Donald Duck Trump." There were petting zoos and every type of chicken on display. All my photos of them turned out badly, but they were so interesting. Like these ducks...
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!
Every year, a teepee with a Native decendent and wares for sale. Also a working blacksmith and big toys for the guys.
Booths show old-time skills. Here a man is caning the seat of a chair.
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.
In the school basement is the art room. This is where daughter and I take weekly lessons.
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

Passing through

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.

Fall Color Hike

The second Saturday of October:
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."

Raccoons and skunks love to raid yellow-jackets' nests for the larve. This was the new thing I learned. I always thought the yellow-jackets simply moved their nests. Now I know why! Yellow jackets have been especially annoying this year. Here is a photo of one of the many raided and abandoned nests along the trail.
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

Bear Wallow Farm

On the first Sunday of this October, we gathered with some friends to visit Bear Wallow Farm.
First, we "wow'ed" over the big pumpkin. It holds the state record.

Then we went in to visit the petting zoo.
Let me tell you something... (visions of a Jim Carrey character just popped into my head. ack!)

Have you ever watched "Jurrasic Park" and cringed at the raptors? Remember how they had this strange clicking growl that came from their chest/throat as they were hunting the people? Remember how their talons looked as if they could gut someone in 3 seconds flat? Remember that creepy "I'd like to get at you...." look they had in their eyes? Evidently they used emus as their inspiration!

I wasn't scared. Nope. I just backed away slowly....
There were several animals, rabbits, chickens, turkey, sheep, goats, and some buffalo!

There is an old "homestead" that was set-up so wonderfully. With just two rooms, a kitchen and bedroom, all the necessities were there. Well, then the outhouse was just down the hill. So were the chicken coop and a smoke house. The doors to the house were locked, but the windows were minus the glass so we could stick our heads in like a good nosey neighbor. And that's just what we did.

Then we loaded up for a hayride...without any scratchy hay. There were benches in the wagon which was then pulled by orange tractors.

We traveled out to the pumpkin patch. The ground was powdery, evidence of our drought.

Decisions, decisions....

When we arrived back, some of us (the kids-old and young) ventured around in the corn maze.

Here is a photo of last year's maze: Then we all went to back our friend's house. She had chili and cornbread and homemade mac-and-cheese and hot dogs (which the kids gobbled up. Let me just say my Hubby had two, covered with chili.) Apple crisp and homemade whipped cream for dessert. Apple cider and coffee to drink. YUM, YUM!

After the meal, the adults sat around with full tummies and talked into the night. The kids would have none of that. There was hide-n-seek to play in the dark!

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Knifty Knitter

Apologies for my lack of knowledge in photo editing, because I know this orange is terribly hard on the eyes as it shows up in the picture! It's really not radioactive, but hunter's orange. I was recently introduced to using a knitting loom. This is a perfect way for beginner's and children to break into knitting (I think.) I would suggest that you borrow a knitting loom before investing in one, to see if you like the process. I borrowed the round loom from the local homemaker's crafting class. The long loom is borrowed from a friend who has made blue-ribbon shawls with it. I will say that I've never known the Red Heart yarn to feel so soft in a finished project.

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

Graded Goals

A little note on my monthly goal progress:

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!

Gone fishin'

Yummy! Look what we caught last night! These are from a local pond. I was surprised to find there were even fish in the pond, due to the droughts over the last two years. I believe the moss growing in the pond may have helped with the oxygen supply while other ponds de-oxidized, killing many pond fish.

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

Siege of Fort Boonesborough

On the last Saturday of September, we attended the 230th anniversary of the siege of Fort Boonesborough. We spent the whole day there, browsing the fort, talking with re-enactors, and watching demonstrations.

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.

The blacksmith answers questions:
There was a woodwright's shop, a weaver, a spinner, a pottery cabin, a candlestick maker, two old stores, and much more!
Behind the fort was the field for the re-enactment and the Native camps.
Braiding a warrior's hair at camp:
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.