Observations of a Farmgirl.....
Just when I get to the point of frustration about one thing or another, I'm always hit with the truth that I really am a very blessed person.There's not enough space on this blog site for me to write down all the reasons and ways I am blessed, and if there were, I'd be typing for a very long time.I would have to say that one of the biggest ways I am blessed is that I can still feel the cold floor underneath my feet when I wake up in the morning. Breaking ones neck usually results in the inability to feel that cold floor.....but I am blessed because I DID break my neck, and I am still able to feel it.
Just when I get to the point when I think it's the right time to start that diet, there's a twinkie just waiting to be eaten. Of course the "twinkie" is just a euphemism for all those taunting treats that seem to be everywhere. I KNOW that it's time to diet. I KNOW that shedding some of the excess weight will do wonders for my back. I KNOW that my self esteem will climb as the weight plummets. I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW!!! I have all the intellectual tools to make a diet work.....yet I fall for a "Twinkie."
Just when I get to the point where I have said all that I can say without coming off as either stupid or a know it all......I open my mouth and utter one last thing. Why?? I have stayed in the conversation to the point where it is....."uh,uhhh", "ya, haaa", "is not"....."is too". Why do we do that??? My brain knows it's enough...and on many, many occasions has told my mouth..."okay, that's enough"....."don't say anything more"........"no, no, don't say that." And guess what..............the mouth wins. Why?????
Just when I get to the point that I have made my point......
(If any of you out there know WHY....please let me know).
Affirmations of a Farmgirl....
Change your thoughts and change your world.
Norman Vincent Peale
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Thursday, June 19, 2008
The wonder of it all...
Observations of a Farmgirl:
We go for a nature walk almost daily....me and the kid. She's two and a half.... I'm 54 years and 5 months. I carry a "walking stick"...which is really a cane, not because I'm feeble, but because the sidewalks in our neighborhood are warped from the roots of giant oak trees. She carries a walking stick because she thinks it's cool...and because I carry one. We also take a basket with a long handle so we have a place to put our treasures. I wasn't aware of all the treasures that are out there...until me and the kid started taking walks. By the end of our walk we would both have pockets full of leaves, acorns, rocks.....and a few unidentifiable objects. Thus the basket.....now we have a place for all our treasures. It also comes in handy when we want to take our shoes off for "just a minute"....so we can walk through a fresh puddle left by our most recent rain shower. I am constantly in awe of her wonder of everyday things that most of us adults take for granted.... never giving a second thought to. A speck on the sidewalk so tiny that I can hardly see it....much less make out what it is, can keep her attention for what I perceive as hours. She picks it up and rolls it around and around in her little hand....as she mutters something like...."wow'...or my favorite...."holy moly" and wonders out loud what it is. It's usually a pod of some sort. Acorns are a favorite...and if the "cap" is attached, she'll work vigorously until she removes it...and then works just as hard to put it back on. They ALWAYS go in the basket!
Magnolia leaves have become a favorite lately....but we have yet to find a magnolia blossom on the ground. We have a rule that we can't pick it....unless it's a little wild daisy......so we are waiting for one of those magnificent magnolia blossoms to fall. We can stand under a magnolia tree for hours...(or so it seems) looking up and spotting all the blossoms....and wishing out loud that one would fall right then and there. I hope that it happens........us standing there under the tree and a big beautiful blossom gently floats down and lands at her feet.
Holy Moly!!!
Affirmations of a Farmgirl:
Nothing happens........but first a dream.
Carl Sandburg
We go for a nature walk almost daily....me and the kid. She's two and a half.... I'm 54 years and 5 months. I carry a "walking stick"...which is really a cane, not because I'm feeble, but because the sidewalks in our neighborhood are warped from the roots of giant oak trees. She carries a walking stick because she thinks it's cool...and because I carry one. We also take a basket with a long handle so we have a place to put our treasures. I wasn't aware of all the treasures that are out there...until me and the kid started taking walks. By the end of our walk we would both have pockets full of leaves, acorns, rocks.....and a few unidentifiable objects. Thus the basket.....now we have a place for all our treasures. It also comes in handy when we want to take our shoes off for "just a minute"....so we can walk through a fresh puddle left by our most recent rain shower. I am constantly in awe of her wonder of everyday things that most of us adults take for granted.... never giving a second thought to. A speck on the sidewalk so tiny that I can hardly see it....much less make out what it is, can keep her attention for what I perceive as hours. She picks it up and rolls it around and around in her little hand....as she mutters something like...."wow'...or my favorite...."holy moly" and wonders out loud what it is. It's usually a pod of some sort. Acorns are a favorite...and if the "cap" is attached, she'll work vigorously until she removes it...and then works just as hard to put it back on. They ALWAYS go in the basket!
Magnolia leaves have become a favorite lately....but we have yet to find a magnolia blossom on the ground. We have a rule that we can't pick it....unless it's a little wild daisy......so we are waiting for one of those magnificent magnolia blossoms to fall. We can stand under a magnolia tree for hours...(or so it seems) looking up and spotting all the blossoms....and wishing out loud that one would fall right then and there. I hope that it happens........us standing there under the tree and a big beautiful blossom gently floats down and lands at her feet.
Holy Moly!!!
Affirmations of a Farmgirl:
Nothing happens........but first a dream.
Carl Sandburg
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Rain, Rain.....
Observations of a Farmgirl...
It blew in about 1:30 p.m yesterday....and rained and rained and rained. So much so, that our street was full from curb to curb and water was swirling up our driveway about 4 feet. Enough so, that I watched someones 90 gallon garbage can floating south, right down the middle of my street...and actually briefly...fleetingly, brought back memories of tubing down the Salt River. My thoughts were immediately LOCAL...as in the back yard, and all the planting we have done lately. I really expected to look out and see everything in the garden rushing toward the fence in a vortex of water, leaves, dirt and lots and lots of sweetgum balls, but much to my very pleasant surprise...upon peering out the bedroom window, all that was happening was that everything was getting a good watering. Upon that discovery and the happiness in knowing that everything had not been swept away, my thoughts became a bit more GLOBAL and for an instant I felt panic for the poor people in the mid-west who are already under more water than they need. I vowed right then and there...peering out the guest bedroom window, that no matter how much rain we get...and even if I were to lose a few plants, I WOULD NOT COMPLAIN about the rain...EVER,EVER,EVER!!!!! And that vow was revisited this morning as I listened to a poor woman in Iowa crying because EVERYTHING she and her husband had worked for was GONE,GONE,GONE. She didn't even know if her house was still going to be there when the time came to go "home". I wept, but realized my weeping was not going to replace everything that so many have lost. And once again my thoughts take a tangent and I start thinking that with the loss of crops from the rain, food prices will yet again rise...because of the law of supply and demand. And the pitiful part of that is that the poor farmer won't really benefit from the rise ....... he's already been paid pittance for his crops. And then my thoughts once again return to my little garden in my little corner of the world.......and I thank God that my little crop has been spared. And then I promise to share it.
Affirmations of a Farmgirl...
"Sometimes in the winds of change we find our true direction."
It blew in about 1:30 p.m yesterday....and rained and rained and rained. So much so, that our street was full from curb to curb and water was swirling up our driveway about 4 feet. Enough so, that I watched someones 90 gallon garbage can floating south, right down the middle of my street...and actually briefly...fleetingly, brought back memories of tubing down the Salt River. My thoughts were immediately LOCAL...as in the back yard, and all the planting we have done lately. I really expected to look out and see everything in the garden rushing toward the fence in a vortex of water, leaves, dirt and lots and lots of sweetgum balls, but much to my very pleasant surprise...upon peering out the bedroom window, all that was happening was that everything was getting a good watering. Upon that discovery and the happiness in knowing that everything had not been swept away, my thoughts became a bit more GLOBAL and for an instant I felt panic for the poor people in the mid-west who are already under more water than they need. I vowed right then and there...peering out the guest bedroom window, that no matter how much rain we get...and even if I were to lose a few plants, I WOULD NOT COMPLAIN about the rain...EVER,EVER,EVER!!!!! And that vow was revisited this morning as I listened to a poor woman in Iowa crying because EVERYTHING she and her husband had worked for was GONE,GONE,GONE. She didn't even know if her house was still going to be there when the time came to go "home". I wept, but realized my weeping was not going to replace everything that so many have lost. And once again my thoughts take a tangent and I start thinking that with the loss of crops from the rain, food prices will yet again rise...because of the law of supply and demand. And the pitiful part of that is that the poor farmer won't really benefit from the rise ....... he's already been paid pittance for his crops. And then my thoughts once again return to my little garden in my little corner of the world.......and I thank God that my little crop has been spared. And then I promise to share it.
Affirmations of a Farmgirl...
"Sometimes in the winds of change we find our true direction."
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
In the beginning...
Today begins my blogging adventure. It will be interesting to watch this experience evolve....to see what kind of blogger I am or will become. Buckle up and hang on...this ride may get bumpy from time to time.
Observations of a Farmgirl...
Although I just planted my row of "cowpeas" on Saturday..June 14th...just 3 days ago, they are already peaking out of the soil. It's funny, but the gratification is immense.....I can't imagine what the feeling will be like when I pick my first pod full of those beautiful, delicious little peas. This is not my first garden...although it has been a couple of years since having one, but I think the fascination of watching something grow remains the same regardless if it's the first time...or the one hundredth.
I actually got a late start for this garden.....but it looks like everything is starting to "pop"....and I will have a small summer harvest. Most of what I have planted will go into fall..........I WILL have an awesome fall/winter garden.
Being that this is my first stab at blogging...and my first time on this site..I will wait to post pictures. I will try to keep not only a verbal diary...but a graphic diary as well. But I am going to need a little more time...to understand all the gears of this machine.
Affirmations of a Farmgirl...
Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.
Robert Brault
Observations of a Farmgirl...
Although I just planted my row of "cowpeas" on Saturday..June 14th...just 3 days ago, they are already peaking out of the soil. It's funny, but the gratification is immense.....I can't imagine what the feeling will be like when I pick my first pod full of those beautiful, delicious little peas. This is not my first garden...although it has been a couple of years since having one, but I think the fascination of watching something grow remains the same regardless if it's the first time...or the one hundredth.
I actually got a late start for this garden.....but it looks like everything is starting to "pop"....and I will have a small summer harvest. Most of what I have planted will go into fall..........I WILL have an awesome fall/winter garden.
Being that this is my first stab at blogging...and my first time on this site..I will wait to post pictures. I will try to keep not only a verbal diary...but a graphic diary as well. But I am going to need a little more time...to understand all the gears of this machine.
Affirmations of a Farmgirl...
Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.
Robert Brault
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