When I went to go get Maddie earlier this month, I was stuck behind Kirk Sutherland's chuckwagon outfit. His fancy rv unit was behind me. I thought it was cool. don't worry I wasn't driving at a 100 or anything. This was taken as we all were driving through construction. I know. I became one of those people that take pictures while driving!!!
Maddie, gettin lovins, from her ponies.
Maddie blowing out her birthday candles. My baby girl turned twenty on the 20th.
We all went to check out the beaver damn. All the rain in late June and July, blew part of the damn apart.
On the way to the beaver damn, we came across bear tracks. People probably would mistaken these for Sasquatch tracks. They were a fair size. That is for sure and certain!!
Haying season is finally done!! Frank has been hauling a few loads every night, after he gets home from work.
I have been building myself a shelf. It just needs a few coats of paint, and it will be finished. Mind the mess in behind. This is my corner. The shelf stands about 36" h x 24'' l x 6" d. I will probably hang it on the wall in the corner near my sewing machine. I haven't decided if I will put pretties on it or crap! I guess we will see.
Yesterday, I picked beans. Enough for seven quart jars. My pumpkins won't make it. They are waaaay to small. Next year, I will just start them in the house. I forgot my wheel barrow in the garden earlier this month. And now it is surrounded by pumpkin vines.
Monday, Frank Jr, and I, went to Risto's- and elderly neighbour- and picked crab apples. I started some crab apple wine today.
I have been busy putting up beets- 32 quarts so far. My aim is to grow food enough to go from one growing season to the next. Ole Clarence, gave me two canners full of eating cucumbers. I made about 26 half pints of sweet relish and seven pints of an Indian relish. I still have cucumbers, but I have no idea what to do with the rest. You can only eat so many cukes a day!
My childhood friend, Shannon, found out about a month ago, that she has terminal cancer. The news hit me like a ton of bricks. If I don't think about it, I am ok. But once it enters my head, I am reduce to a puddle of tears.She has a really rough few months ahead of her. I am hoping that maybe in June, when all the lambing, calving, garden planted and the grand baby is born, I can head out to Saskatchewan to go see her.
This cancer that she has, once she is done the treatments, they told her that she could have as few as three years, or if she is lucky maybe eight. I really think cancer is bullshit!!! Anyways. She started chemo treatments three weeks ago. I crochet her a chemo cap.
I have also started on some sewing projects, and crochet projects that will be for Christmas. Yep. There is only 115 days until Christmas. Really. I am not counting.