Sadder Than Passersby Can Know

The tin has been torn off and this barn will soon disappear from the landscape.  We stopped to take some photos and there are barn swallows living in this barn.  We have a soft spot in our hearts for those special birds.  They are becoming more rare as these homes disappear from Southern Illinois.

We Remember

Spring Floral Show

Every Day Is Precious...

Nearly killed by a stroke less than a year ago, and now able to weed her garden; Mother Pat and her Schipperke. 

It's So Easy....

...to pick up wood.

The Joys Of Engine Shows

Pond Dam Maintenance

We are beginning the fight to rid our pond dam of woody vegetation; next step is an application of 2,4-D in May or June.

He Really Is A Brat!

My Bundle Of Love by TrueBlueSam Our cat Brat earned his name early-on, behaving like a Tasmanian Devil after we captured him and began the taming process. He's a good pet now, but he still has an assertive personality. He has been a handful when we play our old records, and we finally gave in and let him walk around on the phonograph while we play records. He's a pretty good dancer.

Big Doin's

 We had plenty of excitement at the end of 2012; we finally talked our favorite logger into moving in to harvest our black oaks, which have been dying off one by one for several years.  We had many pleasant trips to the landing to watch logs being skidded in, and loaded on trucks.

The loggers skidded the last logs to the landing on Christmas Eve, just a few hours ahead of a big snow that would have shut them down.  They were able to load the last of the logs out on New Year's Day, and then they moved their equipment to the next job.

My Kind Of Green Technology

The dry weather is causing me to water the garden daily, and it is giving back.

Poppies And Cornflowers

Early Bloomers This Year

Don't You Worry, Mama...

My Brother-In-Law is a good man.

Star!

One of my dear sweet nieces; just after The Little Shop Of Horrors.

January Bouquet

Rambler Cat

Rambler went from Tasmanian Devil to lap cat within two days of his visit to the vet; and it took us ONLY a year to tame him to the point where we could pick him up and shove him in a cage for the trip to town. Now we can put the welding gloves away until the next stray shows up.

Making Wood Continued

Making Wood

Barn Quilt

Merry Christmas To All Of Our True Blue Friends!

Fall Cleanup

Happy New Year!