My title might not be short but I have grown a little short on time. So I'll leave you with a few of my pictures and some places to visit that will keep you entertained and moved ifn' I don't get back here before Monday or Tuesday.
The_Fishing_Guy has some "guess what this is" each week I thought I'd give you a little challenge and ask you to see if you can figure this one out. And unlike that nice Fishing Guy I will not give you any clues, you're too stinking bright Dear Reader I am not giving you any hints.
Tipper ran a nice series of posts on an old spring at their home place and ended it with the song I Shall Not Be Moved. I wanted to post the lyrics, but found that there are a lot of versions and none of the ones that I found were the ones that her family sung. I love to put up her blog and just listen to her family's music while I work on stuff. I too feel like a tree by the water, from His love I shall not be moved!"
Jennifer put out her gourds already, sheesh you people who live in nice early growing seasons, and made note of her livestock panel that she planted them by for support. So I thought I would show you part of the fence that Dirt built me out of the shorter hog panels (when steel wasn't so stinking expensive) and a little snippet of next week's flower subject. I'd love to give you a long shot of the fence but that would show just way too many weeds.
Not only did Dirt use the panels for a cool looking fence that holds up to honeysuckle vines and supports a few roses, but we also took some of the taller livestock panels and turned them into a hoop house where EBet grows her gourds - later - for now it will support our peas, if they ever get a move on. I thought they bragged about liking cold weather!
Here is a shot of the hoop it spans an old concrete floor, more on that on a farm tour. Look, there's Fluffy Joe again. I think he is following me around telling me to put the camera away and to get to work!
Kathy had a great historical piece and it reminded me that often the sisters related by ordinary human blood are not very similar to each other at all. Some great sisters are found in the family of God. I am truly grateful for both kinds for sure but I am looking forward to seeing the non-human-blood kind this weekend, some old, some new, some close at hand, some from up north and from far away lands.
Karen and Mildred are sisters in every way and have blogs I look forward to reading just like yours Dear Reader, Karen's for her reminders of God's great love and those in His Body for whom we need to remember in prayer, and Mildred's for her lovely posts about God's great creation, snippets of our history and some awesome recipes, one that I am going to make for my guests this weekend!
With that Dear Reader I hope I have left you with some new places to travel to. If those aren't new to you, you may find some others on my not so recently updated blog links on my side bar that you haven't seen yet. But for now I've got to skedaddle away from this here computer and all of the lovely blogs I usually visit or try to get around to at least. Typing with the one hand that the weeds didn't grab and eat is getting difficult!
Chin up no matter the situation Dear Reader, God has you in the palm of His hand, take a moment to give Him thanks, remembering that He is the Living Water that makes us like the tree beside its edge. Do not be moved! And I will try to do the same as I rip out weeds and knead bread (not at the same time).