I am not a great big fan of purple, but I think these flowers are just lovely. I took this photo just a couple hours ago.
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I really thought I was about over the cold/sinus thing only to have it hit me even worse Tuesday evening and yesterday morn. I think though, I am on the mend again. So lets keep our fingers crossed.
I got sick at my stomach as well, so I am not keeping Bright Eyes. I sure would hate to see her catch something like that. Sarah says Lorelei's congestion seems to be all gone now. I am thankful for that.
Other than being sick, I am not doing much at all--reading a little bit here and there and thinking about all the stuff I would like to do or need to do. We have a wedding to go to this weekend if I am up to it, and if not, then I think Roger will go by himself...or with one of our girls.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Bright Eyes
Bright Eyes is much better than she was last week, though she still is a little congested. But nothing like last week. If you enlarge these you will see dark circles under her eyes...I think it is cause she fights sleep so bad. The one below is blurry...but you can see she is bright-eyed and active. I took about 25 pictures and maybe 5 or 6 are actually half good because she was not still a minute.
A lot of the time when I take her out to the swing, when we first go out there she starts yelling as loud as she can. Then, she gradually goes back to her normal voice. Last night when her mom came, she almost jumped out of my arms to get to her....tonight, she was in this walker, and though she was glad her mom was here, she preferred to stay in the walker
Above you can see that she is really concentrating on some of her toys...
And I really don't remember what she was doing in the one below...but she is having a good time in case you can't tell.
A lot of the time when I take her out to the swing, when we first go out there she starts yelling as loud as she can. Then, she gradually goes back to her normal voice. Last night when her mom came, she almost jumped out of my arms to get to her....tonight, she was in this walker, and though she was glad her mom was here, she preferred to stay in the walker
Above you can see that she is really concentrating on some of her toys...
And I really don't remember what she was doing in the one below...but she is having a good time in case you can't tell.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Bringing back memories...
I am not sure if I took this to show the old barn or because of the John Deere....every time I see a John Deere tractor it reminds me of working at the orchard. I can't say that I put in a lot of hours on it, though I did my share. But it was my constant companion during apple picking season. The John Deere I started with was older than this...but not ancient.
A new one was bought sometime after 2001, but I don't remember the exact year. In the orchard, the tractor has to have so many horsepower to pull the sprayer. I can't remember how big, but the tractor also has to be small enough to through the orchard without knocking off apples.
When I first started working at the orchard, I picked into crates on a wagon. Then in the last half or so of the time I worked there, I picked into bins that were on this sled type of thing. They called it a mudboat. I have missed those days this fall...it was a lot of fun even if it was hard work. I usually picked from a cherry picker...but I absolutely loved to pick with a pack from the ground because I could just fly.
A new one was bought sometime after 2001, but I don't remember the exact year. In the orchard, the tractor has to have so many horsepower to pull the sprayer. I can't remember how big, but the tractor also has to be small enough to through the orchard without knocking off apples.
When I first started working at the orchard, I picked into crates on a wagon. Then in the last half or so of the time I worked there, I picked into bins that were on this sled type of thing. They called it a mudboat. I have missed those days this fall...it was a lot of fun even if it was hard work. I usually picked from a cherry picker...but I absolutely loved to pick with a pack from the ground because I could just fly.
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