Friday, May 31, 2013

Random Five Friday

This shot was taken yesterday, while I was exploring the county with my Dad, who happens to be here visiting for the week.  I wonder if the pond was always in this location, or maybe the old house has been moved.  

As my Dad was the driver for the day, I am the one who ended up telling him to slow down and watch the road.  A reversal of roles in life.  He thought this was funny.  Me not so much. 

Full service gas stations are awesome here in Smalltownland.  Especially when the attendant wants to tell you how he remembered when you were in diapers...

I will be painting the four exterior doors of this old farmhouse in the next few days, or I should say the next semi-cool day.  Any suggestions?  Our siding is a light beige.....

Our kind neighbor delivered our wandering cow.  After the brief shock of being let out of the trailer, she is now hanging out with her bovine friends like she never ran away/left/tore down two fences/embarrassed her owners/etc.....

Linking up with Nancy at A Rural Journal......

Thursday, May 30, 2013

Thoughtful Thursday

I must give credit for this photo to Secret Agent Man.  After I saw this scene, while driving on our road, he turned the vehicle around and snapped this pic from the driver's side window.  

Nothing like a full moon as night very slowly begins to fall.  

"If you shoot for the stars and hit the moon, it's OK.  But, you've got to shoot for something.  A lot of people don't even shoot."  


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Rurality Blog Hop #16

Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Shots From the Week

Although I haven't been surfing the blog-o-sphere much this past weekend, life has been dashing along as usual here in Smalltownland. Just take a look at the excitement...... 

 A Cardinal wondering where all the birdseed went.

Small town traffic jam in action. 

Men riding the tobacco "setter".  They feed the small plants into the mechanism that puts them into the ground.  This went on all day for these men.  

A friendly face on the top of a garden arbor here in town.  

A Smalltownland doorway dating back to the early 1800's.  

"Take a step back, evaluate what is important, and enjoy life." 

Terri Garr 

Sunday, May 26, 2013

Small Town Memorial Day

Originating after the Civil War, Memorial Day honors the men and women who have died while serving in our armed forces.  Formerly known as, Decoration Day, it is a time to show our respect with visits to grave sites.  

Here in Smalltownland family members typically use this time to remember all relatives who have passed away and decorate their graves, along with those who have had military service.  

Let us always remember those who have died that allow us to enjoy our freedoms.  

"Patriotism consists not in waving the flag, but in striving that our country shall be righteous as well as strong." 

James Bryce 

Friday, May 24, 2013

Random Five Friday

Shot taken at random in the big city.  Seriously, I have never witnessed eyelashes on a car here in Smalltownland.  

I left the parakeet, in his cage, out in the rain.  Yes, he survived the ordeal, but you should have seen the look on his face.  You may now address me as, "Mother of the Year".  Thank you, thank you very much.  

Why am I even bothering to try and get the swimming pool in order, for the season, when the temps hover around 75 degrees, it's cloudy and breezy.  High expected of 67 today!  Go Spring! 

Why don't we all just hop across the pond in July and attend the CLA Game Fair in Warwickshire, United Kingdom.  Anybody with me? 

Marjorie Bligh has it all under control with her ABC's of Marriage.  She is the Dear Abby from Down Under.  

Linking up with Nancy at A Rural Journal........

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Thoughtful Thursday

The view of the sky, last night, from the back deck of this old farmhouse.  

Nature trying to brush away storm clouds.  

"The sky is that beautiful old parchment in which the sun and the moon keep their diary." 

Alfred Kreymborg 

Linking up with......

Rurality Blog Hop #15

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Like a Good Neighbor

A picture of some Dianthus, that really has nothing to do with this post.

We have good neighbors.  

I mean.....well.....we have neighbors, "down the road."  They don't live, "next door", and I cannot see them from my farmhouse.  But, they are there.  

This past weekend one of our neighbors, "down the road", stopped in for a visit.  Now.  He isn't the type of neighbor to just make social visits. He is a gentleman who has been farming for likely more than fifty years.   This was a visit of farm importance.  Man talk, if you will.  

Man talk, schman talk, he and I had a good conversation for about fifteen minutes before Secret Agent Man climbed off of the tractor.  We spoke of bees, family relations, tobacco planting, my hair color.....


It seems that a cow, belonging to us,  had plowed through a fence and was now residing on his property.  Was he mad about this?  Not in the least.  He asked if we would like him to transport our cow to market with his own.  If not, we could pick it up in his holding pen.  Did he want us to pay for the fence?  Not at all.  He would not hear of any fence repairs.  

Suffice it to say that we will pick up our rascal of a cow later this week.  

Good neighbors.....they still exist.  

Sunday, May 19, 2013

The Ladies Have Arrived

Yesterday I traveled to the Walter T. Kelley Bee Company, which is about an hour away from the farmette. I had two packages of bees to pick up for the season.This is a bit late for bees to be arriving, but due to our rains this spring, pick up had been rescheduled by the company.  

Here I have my suit, the two packages, marshmallows (more on that later), and to the right, two different types of hive feeders.  

This is the box of Italian Bees.  This time I have both Italian and Russian Bees.  They both have different qualities, so it will be interesting to see how they do this season.  

After I open the box, I take the queen out of the package.  She is the long figure in this queen cage.  She is in there with some candy fondant (white substance at the bottom), and her attendants.  As her primary role in the hive is to lay eggs, her attendant bees take care of her needs.  There is a cork on the top of this tiny box that you can see.  I pop off this cork and replace it with a marshmallow.  The bees will eat away the marshmallow and accept the queen into their hive.  

The package of bees actually gets dumped into the awaiting hive.  More frames will be added to this hive as the bees create comb on the frames.  

While I dumped the package of bees, I sat the queen down and you can see that she created a lot of interest right away.  

Here is the queen cage in the hive, with the marshmallow in place of the cork.  

In less than a minute, the other bees were taking notice of their new queen.  

Here are the two hives in their new location.  My third hive (robins egg blue) will be moved to this new location today.  The bee packages will sit outside of the hive entrance and allow any remaining bees to make their way into the hive.  

The purple hive has a hive top feeder in use.  Sugar water is in a tray and will feed the bees until more flowers are available for them to feed from.  The pink hive has a jar feeder system in place under its lid.  Same reason, just a different system.  

Is your brain on overload yet?  

Friday, May 17, 2013

Random Five Friday

A very old, slightly sloping, section of a hardware store here in Smalltownland.  

School's out, school's out!  This teacher let her sweet, little monkeys out!  

Heavy frost appeared again this week.  *sigh*  Let's hope that was the end of it.  

The planting of flower seeds is on the agenda for today. 

At this very moment, my house is silent.  What a sweet, early morning sound. 

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Thursday, May 16, 2013

Thoughtful Thursday

They are a mere patch of blue in a sea of purple.

Planted by this farm's former owner, many years ago, they are like a gift each spring.  

And then.....someone else always wants in the scenic photograph.  

Linking up with......

Rurality Blog Hop #14

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

The Funny Farm

Beehives during the painting session.  The purple hive really does not look purple enough.

While working on the hives this weekend, my son stopped to take in the scene.  Actually it was more like he gave me fair warning that I was going to need ear protection as he was about to use the grinder.  

I was touched that he was concerned with my hearing  that he might get in trouble if he fired that thing up and scared me to death.  

Then, he really looked at my hives and wanted to know why we lived on a farm where beehives were rainbow colors.  I told him I thought we just needed a llama and some ducks to round out the situation.  

He agreed. 

"There are two spiritual dangers in not owning a farm.  One is the danger of supposing that breakfast comes from the grocery, and the other that heat comes from the furnace."  

Aldo Leopold 
A Sand County Almanac 

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Moms are the Bomb

In many ways I think we cannot fully appreciate the work our parents did for us, until we become parents ourselves. Being a mom is often a thankless job. I mean, making sure everyone in the house has clean underwear doesn't exactly make one feel like a super hero.

My mom, Babs, at a family dinner a couple of years ago. 

My mom was the person who always made sure I had clean clothes, a clean face, and a full tummy.  

She cleaned our home everyday and supper was on the table every night.  With. out. fail.  

She endured being an Air Force Wife, meaning due to my Dad's job, he wasn't always around to help with parenting.  

She went to cosmetology school when I was in high school.  This meant that she gave my friends, and myself, punk haircuts out on the car port.  

She has helped me pick out countless prom dresses, and one wedding dress. 

She has always listened to my drama. 

She sends my kids, "Nana Boxes", in the mail complete with whoopie cushions, pretend slime, candy, and assorted items that make me cringe.  The kids have always loved them.  

She and my daughter have nightly phone conversations. 

And, I miss living near to her.  

Love you Mom.....

Talk to your Mom today....she is important.  

Friday, May 10, 2013

Random Five Friday

An oldie, but a goodie, unearthed from the archives.  Taken in Colorado several years ago, truly out in the middle of nowhere.  

A visit to the podiatrist for my daughter, (all is well), showed me many displays for anti-fungal nail polish in several new, bright colors.  Who knew?! 

Just how many times can a Jack Russell jump in and out of the bed during the night?  A lot....I was too tired to keep count.  

A pound or two of beef tips (or cut up cheap steak) placed in the bottom of a crock pot with an envelope of onion soup mix, cream soup, and a cup of ginger ale on top, AND cooked on low all day makes a wonderful beef/gravy dish.  I know it sounds weird, but just go with it. 

Ferns out on the front porch.  Finally.  

Linking up with Nancy at A Rural Journal.  

Thursday, May 9, 2013

Thoughtful Thursday

Yet another peek at a barn down my road, out here in the boondocks/woods/end of civilization/where real life happens.  

Dirty dogs, crazy kids, bees, lopsided farmhouses, and busy schedules are rolling me on through the week.  

"Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes.  Don't resist them - that only creates sorrow.  Let reality be reality.  Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like."  

Lao Tzu 

Linking up with Madge.....

Rurality Blog Hop #13

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Slow But Sure

"No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn."  

Hal Borland

Sunday, May 5, 2013

Super Sunday

 Ahhhhh....the rainy day.  It conjures up thoughts of  relaxing with a good movie/book, taking a nap, or just baking up a storm in the kitchen.  But, not today.  

With bees arriving next weekend, I am already behind in preparing for their arrival.  So today, I gathered up forced family labor, I mean loving family members to help me.  

This pile of wood was transformed into....

two lovely beehives and....

many, many frames with beeswax foundation.

 My little friends stayed with me the whole time. 

Even finding a tarp and an old blanket to cuddle up with.  

She's a keeper.  

Friday, May 3, 2013

Random Five Friday

Our barn star with a random tire.  

Going to work at 7:30am and getting home at 10:45pm is affecting my sanity.  How much softball and trap shooting can two kids participate in?  

Bees have now reappeared in my empty bee hive.  Is the Queen in there?  I will be checking this weekend.  

Eight days of teaching left in my school year.  

The Kentucky Derby is tomorrow.  My money is on Itsmyluckyday, 15-1, second in the Florida Derby.

It's the girl's turn today as the fillies run at the Kentucky Oaks.

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Thursday, May 2, 2013

Thoughtful Thursday

Taken last summer, this photo represents what I hope will be happening here at the farmette very soon.