Good afternoon from the mountain a very pleasant 77 degrees
F on July 3, what could be stranger than that, well I am really not sure. Nice though to not be sweating, but
disturbing to the wildlife. Speaking of wildlife,
we picked the first hornworm off our tomato plants in the front garden. It seems as though everything wants to eat my
tomato plants. I still have not caught
the coon and I planning on a different trap, truly it is frustrating, but I am
willing to fight for my food.
Aside from garden issues, we are getting along well; Michael
has made real progress on the new kitchen.
He has taken down a section of the outside wall and soon he should have
the first sliding glass door in. I will
have one on each side of the building, and it will allow me to see from one
side of the farm to the other. It will
also allow me to have excellent air flow in the kitchen that means less AC more
baking.
I miss baking bread
and most days it is too hot to do so.
The new kitchen is based in old knowledge, in the before days people
would have a kitchen separate from the main house to keep the main house from getting
too hot or in the event of fire, you would not lose your central
structures. Only the well to do could do
that back, and we are far from well to do, we are more like the people from
France that first settled Arkansas all those years ago. What brave pioneers they were to live is this
area, surrounded by bears and other wild animals that were nearly eaten into
extinction during the depression in Arkansas.
This state has a dark past. Below
I have placed a picture of one of the very old cabins from the ear that the
French were still here, which predates the Napoleonic era.
Just to let you know the French are amazing people, they
loaned America so much money in her little breach of contract with Britain,
which later became the Revolutionary War that they never recovered. This was the true reason that the French
revolted in what is now know to us as the French Revolution. By the time of the Napoleonic era, funds were
tight and as we all know war is very expensive, especially when you are trying
to concur Euro-Asia, better known today as Russia. Sadly we all know how this ended…
Perhaps the same thing will happen here in American since
she did not learn this lesson of history, perhaps American Presidents never
played the game of RISK as children, and you could hold every land until you
went after Euro- Asia. It is funny to
think the game could be so accurate. Maybe the French will take Arkansas back. Via La France....!
I left the farm today, by myself to run some errands and
check on the grapes, which are still not ready.
The store prices have gone a bit crazy; fish and fish products have
dropped since last week; red meat has risen.
Bread seemed to be in short supply, the holiday I imagine is the cause
of that, and at least I hope so. For weeks,
I have been posting that there is less and less bread upon the shelves of the
stores. I know that many crops were
ruined here in the states; they have not said how bad the damage is. I am guessing this is to keep people from
panic, much like the petrol prices.
I am not worried; I can bake, but I will soon have to make
my own fuel if this keeps up, it is a good thing that I have an old Jeep that
can run on alcohol. She is very old and
lovely, and she was made with pride in a time when America made things that lasted. As you have I am sure noticed most I have a
lot of old things, it was a choice, and I got rid of many new things that never
worked well or lasted. My stove
included. I had a very high end oven
that was digital. It had a timer you
could set to turn it on to cook and tell it when to stop. It was a nice toy, but that is all, it had to
be fixed at least once a year at a cost of around three hundred dollars. It was insane to continue putting money into
it, unlike my 60 year old; it was showing its age and it was hard to find parts
for it. The door shows signs of rust on
its brackets, so to the yard it went. I
cook with two stoves (ovens) now; one burns wood and the other is a
Westinghouse stove from the late nineteen forties. The wood stove could use re-oiled or
painted, but the electric needs nothing and runs like a top and she has never
had a part replaced. It says volumes
about our country to see that a new stove has a life of just five years.
My friend came over
tonight to pick up some birds and noticed the stove was in my yard and said, I
guess you were mad at it. I guess I
should take it away for scrap. Of course,
she also commented on the animals and children visiting while we sat under the
trees outside. Our Calf came by and our
horse, plus the dogs, it also gave us a chance to look at my pond and some of
the smaller gardens. She seemed amazed
at the fact we had pumpkins close to ripe.
I am glad as I will have them for the fair. I do wish we had more planted; I may plant
some more out in the fields if I get time.
Well, I should get off of here and get Dinner made; we are
having breakfast for dinner, some turkey ham, hash browns, and fresh duck eggs.
Be Blessed Dear ones
Shekhinah
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