I live on a farm ... — knitting

Look what I found in my garden. I was taking the recycling container out to the street the other day when I spotted these beautiful mushrooms. I grabbed a large trash bag and got on it so I could get these up close and personal shots. Shortly afterward I was sitting out back waiting while Zero (my daughter's Beagle dog) was taking care of business when a story started forming in my mind. Inspired by mushrooms growing in the garden, I wrote a piece of "Knit Fiction" and have posted it this morning in case anyone would enjoy it. Ernesto...

Saturday morning, and we are waiting for the rain to hit from "Ernesto". He's still a bit south of us right now, but we are under flood watches today in our county. Our farm is in no danger of flooding, even though we live on a river. Our river is down some very steep banks, and my husband says there has never been a danger of flooding in all the years he has been here. This farm house is more than 200 years old, and in fact is of somewhat historical interest in the area. During Victorian times, when there...

Yum and ouch ... that's what I have to say about last night's Ice Cream Social. Yum: Raspberry sauce, blueberry sauce, strawberry sauce, fresh chopped local peaches, hot caramel, hot fudge, chopped salty peanuts, whipped cream, ten-ounce blocks of french vanilla ice cream. Ouch: Ten-ounces of ice cream is a heck of a lot of ice cream even without some of each topping. I still feel full. The fund raiser went better than we thought it would, and instead of raising $300 for the classrooms at the church, they raised more like about $500. It rained early in the day,...

Today, a brief blog. Our church is having an ice cream social fund raiser tonight, so my work day will be cut short. My husband and I went over to the church last evening to set up the big outdoor party tent and tables to get a head start on preparing for tonight. "Ice Cream Social" ... how wholesome and divine the words. The community is small, so they won't raise much--maybe $300 at best. Quite a lot of work and preparation has gone into it and though it would be wonderful if more tickets could be sold, the work...

Today's blog is dedicated to Secret Mojo ... Last time my husband and I went fishing (he fishes, I man the anchor) he noticed the little metal things on the sides of the boat that hold the oars were not in good shape; one, in fact, was broken. A couple of days later he told me he had ordered oar locks. Not being familiar with the word, I heard "orlocks" so all I could conjure in my mind was a creature out of "Lord of the Rings" or something. A few days later his "orlocks" arrived via UPS on the...