We enjoyed a visit with Dennis, Adele, and Mom McDaniel. On this visit, we did not have loads of work to accomplish like our visit with Julie and her family, so we enjoyed a little more time for chatting!
We were able to talk and discuss many matters of the day. Always enjoyable.
Of course, with the story telling and reminiscing, there had to be a little music! All about the story of the Mexican guitar- if you hadn't figured that one out! :)
And of course, crossword puzzles, Scrabble, and other games gave lots of food for thought!
Mark did have one little job to accomplish before the rain came. . . .
The bank of the north water pond had become overgrown with willows.
After grubbing, digging, hauling and rooting out the overgrowth, it looked much better! Thank you everyone!
We were practicing for our singing engagement, when what happened next? We became diverted. We found ourselves flipping the pages through the Bluegrass Picker's Tune Book and having such fun singing and playing what we found there! Music is like that. It can calm you when you are tense, it can revive you when you are tired, and it can always be so much fun sharing together!
Dad and Clair even started tapping their feet to the music and adding a little twirl or dip here and there!
Yes, our practice session was good, but the happy time spent together as family is a memory to be cherished!
The Romans tried a six day week; the French Revolution introduced a ten day week. They just didn't work. Some say we originated the seven day week in honor of the 7 planets in our solar system. Really!?
Some say it's all because of the astrological skills of ancient Babylon. Hmmm. . . While the names may have changed throughout history, the fact still remains that "in the beginning. . . . God."
Our internal clocks are wired for a seven day week because that is how we were created. Take a look back to Genesis and find Day one, Day two, Day three. . . and the creativity that amazingly took place in each twenty-four hour period!
It is said that the days of the week were actually named by the Norsemen who invaded England in the centuries preceding the Norman Conquest. They changed the Roman designation of the days named for Rome's gods and gave them the Norse counterpart.
The Gregorian calendar is now used by the governments of all countries. And when it is used, we have a week of seven days used in conjunction with it.
Rachel recently decided to make a child's skirt from an adult shirt. She started with this old shirt.
She laid it out on the floor. She determined how high she wanted it to be and cut across the shirt as wide as it would go to the side seams. From that point, she cut straight down to form the sides of the skirt.
She then sewed the front with the buttons together so that it would not open. This created the front panel of the skirt.
With right sides together, she then sewed the front and back panels at the side seams, matching at the top and bottom edges.
She folded down about and inch and flipped the raw edge under to form a casing; then pinned this.
Rachel then sewed the casing closed, leaving a space to insert the elastic.
After she inserted the elastic, she sewed its ends together and then sewed the casing closed.
It sure made for a quick and easy skirt since the bottom of the shirt created the hem for her.
Voila! A pretty skirt, ready for some little girl to play.
We were out jogging late one evening and our cats followed our family as per their usual routine. We have several barnyard cats and any numerous amount may be seen following along behind the family as we saunter along.
This particular evening, someone inquired as to whether or not Sneaky- the tortoise shell calico would indeed find her way home. We reassured that she would have no problem locating our homestead.
The next evening, Mom and Dad were alone on the jog after dark and heard the mew of a cat in the particular vicinity of where Sneaky left the jog. Could it be? Surely not!
Had Sneaky been out sweltering in the hot August sunshine and been afraid to pass the neighbor's dogs? Dad followed her row by row through the bean field until he procured the wild eyed thin varmint that had eluded him.
Sneaky had been a little scared acting, but Dad tucked her small dehydrated body safely in his shirt to jog the remainder of the two mile trek. On return home, the children were all nestled safely in bed and Mom and Dad decided to give Sneaky a bowl of milk to nourish and re-hydrate her as she seemed so frail.
There stood Sneaky lapping at the milk on the front porch when a mew was heard from between the vehicles on the driveway.
Up to the porch sauntered none other than Sneaky herself!
Then who was this imposter?
What a coincidence! Mom and Dad had in fact rescued a neighbor's cat! It was not Sneaky at all! The next day, the children were very excited about the episode of the acquisition of the imposter cat who indeed was much smaller than Sneaky herself! Would the neighbor want this one back?
As the story goes, they were not concerned about her return and so we named the new cat Coincidence, as the children had taken a liking to her and her story.
Coincidence enjoys riding in Mexican poncho pockets and being treated with special concern.
She still has not taken up with the rest of the barn cats, although she will eat with them now.
Our family has taken a step out of the typical run of the mill lifestyle in lieu of a back to basics way of living. The world looks different from our perspective. Our homestead is an ongoing process of trials and triumphs in pioneer activities, enhanced with technology available today.
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