Monthly Archives: May 2009

Happy Mother’s Day, Mom

My sister Sandy and I wrote this tribute to our mom to enter a Mother’s Day contest. Whether we win or not, it doesn’t matter, just writing this was a wonderful reminder of how blessed we are to have the mom we do!

Nana Shirley

“Don’t drink all your pop before the pizza comes.”

“This is a car not a gymnasium!”

“If you can’t go to sleep just lay there quietly so other people can”

“You are going to school not a fashion show!”

Those are just some of my mom’s Proverbs. One year my four siblings and I put them together in a book for mom on her birthday. We laugh at how often we say them now to our own children.

Mom doesn’t just teach by word but by example. I remember seeing her at the kitchen table with her Bible open early in the morning. The truths she found during those early morning meditations are still sought today by her children, her grandchildren and even some of their friends.

She had to go back to work when I started school. But she always left us a list of things to do and managed to make a warm meal for us. Or as we got older taught us to make them  – which often involved eating some rather unique dishes with a smile of encouragement!  Meal times were so fun. We laughed till Mom and Dad were taking off their glasses to wipe the tears from their eyes.

Mom tried to stay relevant and hip as we grew up with some hilarious results. Even today she keeps in contact with the grand kids on Facebook and has started her own blog.

Her love of learning is contagious as is her love of adventure. She could make a simple drive down the gravel road to town in the station wagon more relevant than an hour in a text book.

When my oldest sister got engaged, the first of four girls, Mom studied and figured out how to bake a wedding cake, make corsages, and feed the wedding guests on a tight budget. Her “wedding notebook” was used four times and is now waiting for the first grandchild to announce their engagement.

Mom’s creativity is legendary, especially in the kitchen. She could make a meal with whatever was in the pantry, although the green fish loaf was not as well received as most dishes!

When dad started raising goats, we children were grossed out at the thought of drinking the milk. Mom very cleverly saved milk jugs and fed us the goat’s milk from them for almost 2 weeks before we discovered it.

Her creativity was also evident in the sewing room. I remember many nights going to bed to the sound of the sewing machine as she worked late on clothes for us. She made everything from underwear to swimming suits, even winter coats and wedding dresses.

The book of Proverbs says “Through wisdom a house is built, and by understanding it is established, through wisdom it’s rooms are filled with rare and beautiful treasures.”

My mom has created a home like that. It is a haven where her children and grandchildren feel loved and accepted. A place where we all receive her wisdom, enjoy her creativity, and laugh together as we share our adventures through life, just like mom taught us.

Happy Mother’s Day Mom! We love you!

Weather Radios: A Must Have for Rural Living


weather radio

One of the things I missed most when I moved to the country was the tornado siren.

I know it sounds silly, but there was comfort in knowing that if severe weather was coming I would be warned, especially in the middle of the night.

The spring we stood and watched a deadly tornado destroy trees and homes just to our south made me more determined than ever to protect our family.

We had no warning. None of the TV stations had covered it. None of the radio stations mentioned it. A neighbor called in and reported it as it picked up in intensity and stayed on the ground for miles.

That’s when we got a weather radio. It’s plugged in 24/7 year around. During the spring of the year it goes off frequently, day and night. But what a blessing it is to know that if severe weather is coming my way, I will be warned.

Now that’s peace of mind everyone who lives in the country needs to have!

Need a Mother’s Day Gift?

Flowers

My sister started a Mother’s Day tradition with our mom years ago that continues to be a blessing today.

Mom is a gardener and has beautiful flower beds surrounding the house. Every year for Mother’s Day my sister has given her a perennial flower.

These flowers are enjoyed for a few weeks in the house and then planted in one of her many flower beds.

Then, every year, Mom can watch these same flowers come up, bigger and more beautiful as they take root in the soil. They bloom, make seeds, and spread their beauty.

What a perfect illustration of motherhood and a perfect way to celebrate Mother’s Day!

Meadow Muffins and A Strawberry Bed

strawberry plant

I haven’t had a strawberry bed for years.

The last time I tried it the plants were skimpy little things with tiny strawberries. I spent more time weeding the bed than picking or eating berries.

So I mowed them off, tilled them under and planted green beans.

Why mess with strawberries when I can go into the ravines and pick all the wild black raspberries we could eat?! I didn’t plant them, weed them, or water them. All I had to do was pick them.

That plan worked great until last summer.

After I suffered 2 very nasty bouts with poison ivy from picking those wild black raspberries,  I decided it was time to revisit the idea of a strawberry patch.

Armed with a shovel and some strawberry plants my husband graciously dug up from a friend on Sunday, I prepared for battle strawberry.

I decided that what was lacking in my last attempt was fertilizer and planned to pick up some Miracle-Gro in town.  But… uhh…  umm… well you see … I kinda forgot it….several times.

But since I had the plants in hand and they needed to go in the ground, I had to come up with a Plan B.

My only solution: chicken droppings. Yes, THAT stuff. Sometimes called manure, poop, dung, or meadow muffins!

It was time to attack the chicken house.

I won’t tell you how deep the droppings were on the floor of the coop – but I will say that it has been several years since anyone ventured in to clean it.  I must admit this is not the most glamorous job on farm and I really struggle to find volunteers. ;)

My two well-filled wheel barrow loads hardly made a dent in the well-composted chicken manure laying underneath the chicken roosts!

I then carefully maneuvered this wheel barrow of stench across the yard, over the ridge and into the garden (I never realized before how far away everything is!) and unceremoniously dumped it in the garden.

Then, using my handy – dandy Mantis tiller (the wonder machine), I carefully tilled that smelly, but hopefully potent  fertilizer into the ground.

One back ache and 70 strawberry plants later, I am the proud owner of a strawberry patch.

I only hope that the chicken droppings work – and I have strawberries the size of small eggs!

Stay tuned!

Flowers

“See!  The winter is past; the rains are over and gone.  Flowers appear on the earth;  the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land.  The fig tree forms its early fruit; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance.”

—   Song of Songs 2: 11-13

Honey Bee on a Dandelion

Apple Blossoms

Lilacs

Tulip

Strawberry Blossom

Cherry Blossoms