Lately I have started a new exercise regimen. I found out who needs a gym!!! Follow these steps and the results will be amazing!

Recently, I was visiting with a friend about how we don’t have such a good memory anymore; we can’t seem to remember people’s names. I even have trouble introducing people to friends I’ve known for most of my life because suddenly their name eludes me. And yet I can remember favorite Bible verses and remember how they helped me at times in my life, but I don’t usually remember their “address.” That conversation reminded me of something I read in a book by Harold Kohn called “Best Wishes.”

I have always loved taking something old and unused and making something new out of it. Several of my friends also do that, such as taking old furniture pieces and making something beautiful and useful out of them, and family using scraps of old shirts or clothing items and making lap quilts out of them. Grandma Smith used to make quilts out of scraps of material that she had used for making other things over the years. She made a small baby quilt for one of my daughters, and I loved recognizing the pieces she used and remembering what she had made out of the fabric. There are many memories attached to the repurposed items.

The sun is out, the wind is not blowing, and Greg is excited. He doesn’t get overly excited too much of the time, so when he does I pay attention. He called on the cell and told me to get the grass tetany box and bring it. We have a cow down. Two things you need to know, there is no grass out there it is all under the snow. Grass tetany is a deficiency that usually effects heavy milking cows when the grass is first coming in the spring. The grass is deficient in some of the “good things” cattle need and it causes them to go down with seizure activity. Second thing you need to know is that stress can do the same thing to a cow, even though they haven’t calved, it is a deficiency that causes the same symptoms as in the spring. Bottom line, if you don’t get the medicine in them, plain and simple they die.

This winter has been one of great blessing and at the same time one of great trial and perseverance. When the snow is mentioned peoples first response that is so incredibly true, is, “Just think of all that great moisture!” They are so right, and at the same time it is a day to day struggle to deal with the abundance of it all!

Toby and I love this time of year when we can hear the geese flying over and watch their beautiful Vs flying high up in the sky. We start watching about Thanksgiving time to hear their call to one another and get excited when they finally arrive. They seem to stay in about the same places from year to year and that is where they know there are crops and food for them to eat and they always remember the river, their source of water.

Her number is 838, we call her June. We noticed her when we came home from summer pasture. It appeared that the summer had not been overly kind to her. She isn’t that old, five years old to be exact. We don’t know exactly what her problem is, but something is not quite right.

My dad was a carpenter and an artist and a very skilled craftsman and he had a wonderful tool box. He had everything he needed to create beautiful things out of wood, and he knew exactly what tool he needed for each job he had to do.

No one knows how long she has stood in the same spot. She’s looking a little tough these days. Some of her branches still produce a few leaves, and many of them don’t. Those that produce some cover have housed many a birds’ nest, and a quiet place for barn owls and hawks to silently watch what is happening.

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