The guests at the shower wrote or drew on flannel quilt blocks and I have been asked to put a quilt together with these blocks and additional fabric Valerie got to go with it. I'll post a picture of this when I get it done.
Rose
Saturday, August 30, 2014
Noah's Ark Quilt
I can finally reveal one of the projects I was working on and talked about earlier. When I was in Wichita the end of June, Karen and I did the applique on this baby quilt. I could not reveal our work then because it was for a gift for my nephew and his wife, Isaac and Kate Broeckelman. Today was their baby shower and I gave the quilt to them. Here it is.
The guests at the shower wrote or drew on flannel quilt blocks and I have been asked to put a quilt together with these blocks and additional fabric Valerie got to go with it. I'll post a picture of this when I get it done.
Rose
The guests at the shower wrote or drew on flannel quilt blocks and I have been asked to put a quilt together with these blocks and additional fabric Valerie got to go with it. I'll post a picture of this when I get it done.
Rose
Thursday, August 14, 2014
Midnight Bull Fight
About midnight last night I went out to burn trash. At that time the wind is usually down and I am cleaning the kitchen before going to bed. While at the burn barrel, I hear a lot of strange commotion in the creek. I walked down to Mom and Dad's to get the Ranger to check it out. I thought of taking the pickup to be more protected if I came across anything weird but it made a lot of noise when it started and takes off and I did not want to wake up anyone. As I drove through the creek down the lane I stopped once to listen to where the noise was coming from. I then kept following the drive lane and planned to only go to the gate as I would have to get off the Ranger to open it up and, after all, it was dark and spooky next to the trees and with weeds taller than the vehicle on both sides of me. Holy Moly! Suddenly two huge bulls came out of the weeds right in front of the headlights. Both were snorting and foaming at the mouth. Talk about making my heart beat faster. My guess, they had been fighting. I sat there as still as I could with eyes as big as the moon as they both walked so close to me I could have reached out and touched. Once they went into the hay field I turned around. I thought as I walked across the road that I saw light from Derrick's TV on but was not sure when I drove back up the hill. I decided not to call him and wake up his entire family and get Dad instead. If I walk in the house, he most likely would hear me but Mom would not even know I was there.
After telling Dad what I had done and saw, we debated about what we should do. At fist I thought he was just going to let it be till morning. I was more concerned that he should go out with me to at least see if there was more going on that what I knew. We went for a ride and found the gate broken open which meant that the electric fence waeno longer connected and shorted out. We drove around and found one of Dennis Roger's bulls and one of Dad's in the newly plowed field to be planted to hay. They turned on each other in the headlights and butted heads and snorted and pawed the ground and began pushing each other. Round and round they went. Dad drove closer towards them trying to break them up but that only made them madder and I thought they were going to run into us. Dad decided to leave them be for the time and see if we needed to chase cattle out of the field as well. We drove around and chased some cows and calves but gave up on that and checked out the fence between our ground and Roger's. There were 4 more bulls standing at the broken fence snorting and pawing. Dad decided to try to chase them back from the fence to keep them from coming over also while we went to get fence stretchers and extra wire to splice with. I held down the fence around where a post was broken off so Dad could drive across. I put on my seat belt. If we were chasing bulls I did not want to get thrown off the Ranger by sudden starts or turns. Cowboy Up! As we chased them, at one point we got really close as one suddenly stopped in front of up of us and I thought he was going to back kick us. Dad made a quick turn around to get out of his way. They were run back and as we came back into our pasture we saw where another gate was broken through. We fixed the broken fence and gates by the light of the Ranger, the bright half moon and a flashlight. But, the electric fence had no spark. We began tracing back the wires to find where it was shorted. We drove and drove the fence lines checking along the way for spark.
As we opened one gate at the east end of the line, the two bulls walked out of the field right into the pasture as nice as you could ask for. At least they are in the pasture instead of in the field and possible getting out on the road.
We did not find any spark anywhere until we came to the gate at the bottom of the corral. I do not understand how the electricity line of flow is connected so I do not know what that meant but Dad does. We started heading to the west pasture to see if there was spark there. Dad switched something by the stock tank there and we saw vehicle lights that seemed to turn north. In a bit the vehicle turned around and was headed back to the main road. Then it turned west towards us. Dad told me to turn around and head back towards the road because someone must be looking for us. Sure enough. A pickup came down the road and came flying through the ditch and into the field headed straight towards us. Someone was out to get us. It turned out to be Derrick. He thought kids were messing around and he was going to chase them off. He said he did not have time to grab the gun or he would have been shooting. Lucky for us he did not shoot at us. I would have never walked out of my house again after dark. Derrick was not very happy that we did not call him to get out and do all this as it should be his responsibility. I tried to explain that I did not want to wake his whole household and I was more than happy to help Dad. I agreed that next time I would call him and let him and Dad do it. I hope there is not a next time but I have traveled fence lines in the middle of the night with Dad before. Actually it was a beautiful night to be out and about. The moon was bright, the air was cool and there were no mosquitoes.
I got back in the house at 2:30 a.m. I never would have thought that when I went out to burn trash that it would be nearly 3 hours later that I get back in the house. A couple things to be grateful for--1-we were not hurt by the angry bulls and 2-I did not catch the farm on fire.
As I write this now, Alysha Rogers just pulled up with the stock trailer to pick up their bull. He must have come into the corral for water or was chased up this morning and penned up. Derrick came out and walked the bull right into the trailer with no problems. I have to admit that this bull was huge and made Dad's bull look small in comparison.
All in a night's work on the farm.
Rose
After telling Dad what I had done and saw, we debated about what we should do. At fist I thought he was just going to let it be till morning. I was more concerned that he should go out with me to at least see if there was more going on that what I knew. We went for a ride and found the gate broken open which meant that the electric fence waeno longer connected and shorted out. We drove around and found one of Dennis Roger's bulls and one of Dad's in the newly plowed field to be planted to hay. They turned on each other in the headlights and butted heads and snorted and pawed the ground and began pushing each other. Round and round they went. Dad drove closer towards them trying to break them up but that only made them madder and I thought they were going to run into us. Dad decided to leave them be for the time and see if we needed to chase cattle out of the field as well. We drove around and chased some cows and calves but gave up on that and checked out the fence between our ground and Roger's. There were 4 more bulls standing at the broken fence snorting and pawing. Dad decided to try to chase them back from the fence to keep them from coming over also while we went to get fence stretchers and extra wire to splice with. I held down the fence around where a post was broken off so Dad could drive across. I put on my seat belt. If we were chasing bulls I did not want to get thrown off the Ranger by sudden starts or turns. Cowboy Up! As we chased them, at one point we got really close as one suddenly stopped in front of up of us and I thought he was going to back kick us. Dad made a quick turn around to get out of his way. They were run back and as we came back into our pasture we saw where another gate was broken through. We fixed the broken fence and gates by the light of the Ranger, the bright half moon and a flashlight. But, the electric fence had no spark. We began tracing back the wires to find where it was shorted. We drove and drove the fence lines checking along the way for spark.
As we opened one gate at the east end of the line, the two bulls walked out of the field right into the pasture as nice as you could ask for. At least they are in the pasture instead of in the field and possible getting out on the road.
We did not find any spark anywhere until we came to the gate at the bottom of the corral. I do not understand how the electricity line of flow is connected so I do not know what that meant but Dad does. We started heading to the west pasture to see if there was spark there. Dad switched something by the stock tank there and we saw vehicle lights that seemed to turn north. In a bit the vehicle turned around and was headed back to the main road. Then it turned west towards us. Dad told me to turn around and head back towards the road because someone must be looking for us. Sure enough. A pickup came down the road and came flying through the ditch and into the field headed straight towards us. Someone was out to get us. It turned out to be Derrick. He thought kids were messing around and he was going to chase them off. He said he did not have time to grab the gun or he would have been shooting. Lucky for us he did not shoot at us. I would have never walked out of my house again after dark. Derrick was not very happy that we did not call him to get out and do all this as it should be his responsibility. I tried to explain that I did not want to wake his whole household and I was more than happy to help Dad. I agreed that next time I would call him and let him and Dad do it. I hope there is not a next time but I have traveled fence lines in the middle of the night with Dad before. Actually it was a beautiful night to be out and about. The moon was bright, the air was cool and there were no mosquitoes.
I got back in the house at 2:30 a.m. I never would have thought that when I went out to burn trash that it would be nearly 3 hours later that I get back in the house. A couple things to be grateful for--1-we were not hurt by the angry bulls and 2-I did not catch the farm on fire.
As I write this now, Alysha Rogers just pulled up with the stock trailer to pick up their bull. He must have come into the corral for water or was chased up this morning and penned up. Derrick came out and walked the bull right into the trailer with no problems. I have to admit that this bull was huge and made Dad's bull look small in comparison.
All in a night's work on the farm.
Rose
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