Nice Day Here

Well sun is just a shinning for a change. Cold though, as temperatures got down to around 28 last night with a white frost to wake up to.  Good for sleeping though.  Winds are out of the NW light.   Also calling for sunshine for tomorrow so might get to doing some outside work.   Got the old wood furnace going all day,  put in a few pieces of Ash this morning to get the house warmed up. Sure can tell the difference when you put a piece of that in.  One thing about living here in the country in the middle of no where it sure looks pretty.  I just can’t seem to get enough of it.   Talk soon.

That Time Of Year

Well it’s that time of year most of the things in my  garden has been dug and put away for winter.  I got most mine in a week ago but left the turnips and Brussel Sprouts to last.   I like them to have a touch of frost, seems to make them sweeter.  I have had a lot of folks ask me in the past week how to prepare them for winter. Some folks cover them with wax for myself I find that to much work and to costly.  That’s me though.   What I do is I dig them and then cut off the tops leaving about three or four inches of stem.  I also leave the roots with a touch of dirt on them. Just a few shakes after digging takes off what is necessary. No need to waste all the good earth in ones garden.  I then put them in my root cellar.  I try and keep it around the forty degree mark that seems to be the magic number for vegetables to keep for a few months.  Once in there they will keep most the winter but when they do start to get a wee bit soft my wife takes them, cuts them into quarters and blanches them.  Then puts them in meal size plastic bags and throws them in the freezer. No waste.   More Later.

Guess

Yep you guessed it. Rained here all day again. Oh well had a dry summer so the old trees and thing needs to store up for winter.  Reason for everything they say.   Temperatures got up to 45 today with winds out of the NW, light.   I had about four cords of white oak that I got from a good friend a couple years ago so put it in the basement for winter. I don’t know about that stuff as it just wouldn’t burn.  It was dry enough but just wouldn’t burn.  After burning firewood for heat for over fifty years never had such a thing. So I came up with a plan today. Went out to the wood shed and brought in my splitting ax and went to work. Managed to split the whole four cords so I got to tell  you there should be no problem now with burning it. Should be good enough for kindling, just kindin. On another note the leaves off all the hardwoods have pretty well had their day.  Sure was pretty this Fall taking them all in. One thing about up here we have about two scenes to take in. First the Maples come on with all their splendor, then the white birch and tamarack start loosing their leaves and needles.  I just can’t seem to get enough of it.     Talk Later.

Not A Bad Day.

Well had a pretty good day here for a change, weather wise. Temperatures got up to around 60 most the day. Also had sunshine for most the day too. Later in the afternoon I looked up in the sky and seen some Mares Tails,  which in other words is clouds that looks like a Mares Tail.   That is a sure sign that rain is on the way in the next 24 hours or so.  Also the old weathers stick is pointed down so another sign of rain.   One doesn’t really need to watch the weather on TV to find out what the weather will be if he or she just pays a bit of attention to the sky and different things around them.  Old ways but good ways.  Winds today were from the SW light. Also the moon was full the past day or so,  or almost,  so this time of year with the full moon the weather usually changes,  which is usually colder.   So far this year we have had around three good frosts.   Got the old wood furnace going here all day today  and it sure feels good.  Takes the dampness right out of the old bones.  Talk soon.

Country Woman

Country Woman

It was a beauty of a day and I had just come in from doing my chores. I was sitting in my most favorite spot, in the wood box in the corner and listening to Reg talking to his Grandson and wife. Reg was washing his hands by the sink and listening to what they had to say. The Grandson’s wife was looking out the window. ¿I see your wife Laura working in the garden, she sure looks happy out there. It must be nice to not to have to go to work every day like I do. She has the life of Riley living here on the farm, doing what she wants, when she wants, not having to answer to any one. I got to say, I don’t think she would last a week in the city.¿

Reg was standing there taking it all in and then went and sat down at the table. ¿Young lady, I think its about time you and me had a talk. That woman your talking about, is about the hardest working woman I have ever met. She might not have a degree of schooling hanging on the wall, but she has a farm that has risen from the dirt and made into a place we can call home. She is the back bone of this whole farm, without her it would have never happened.

You say she could never live in the city and do your job, well your probably right. She hates the city, as she is a country woman. Country women are a different breed of woman. They are special, she has worked by my side for over fifty years now, through hard times and good times. She has put up with my nonsense, cooked, baked, washed, and knitted my clothes when they had holes. She was there for me when we had no money to hire help, worked in the fields, helped with the milking, delivering new born calves in the middle of winter in the snow. She has helped with getting firewood ready for winter, splitting logs with an Axe, she has planted and worked the family garden, for longer than I can remember and kept it hoed by hand. She has been there for your Father and myself, when we were sick and nursed us back to health. Fixed our cuts and broken bones when no doctor was around. She also has been the love of my life and I will not stand here and let you run a woman down that has done so much.

I don’t blame you though as much as I blame society. You younger folks don’t realize, that if it wasn’t for these hard working country women, you wouldn’t have even been born. All the food that is eaten in your cities, where do you think it comes from? It isn’t grown in a grocery store. Society has you all so strung up on what you think you need in life, that you don’t take time to enjoy life.

You see that woman singing away in the garden? She is enjoying life, doing what she loves and making every minute of every day, count. When she comes in here in a few minutes, I expect you to treat her with respect, as she will you. I have had my say and these words will never leave this room.¿

With that Reg got up and went outside. I watched as the Grandson’s wife got up and went to the sink. She wiped her eyes and then looked over at her husband. I needed that she said. I just never realized what your Grandmother had to go through, or any farmers wife for that matter. They gave each other a hug and went outside to the garden.

I don’t know what was said after that, but for as long as I can remember, I do know this. They became the best of friends from that day on.

Farm women are a different kind of woman I will say that. As my wife, she has been there for me through all our farming days and without her we wouldn’t be where we are today. The old saying, that behind every successful man is a good woman, can wrap this story up all in one sentence.

So there you have it, a conversation that I overheard, that stuck with me through life. I guess I kind of molded my life around that conversation and I do know that when it comes to country women. I got one of the best.

In closing I would like to wish you well.

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