Hmm..My Thoughts are Whirling

As I sit here reflecting on my blog, I notice that my following is almost to 100.  I would think that calls for a giveway!  Since I do not advertise my blog, it has taken a long time to get to 97 so I feel extremely blessed to have this many folks interested in what ramblings I have to say.  Not sure how much longer it will take to reach the 100 mark but it gives me time to think of something to give away.  I'm rearranging my sewing table once again back to my bedroom in hopes that the construction man will call me back soon to finish out our back room where we enclosed the back porch.  In the meantime, I've commited to Mandi over at Herban Homestead to make some softies for little ones so I need to get busy on those.  But I can also work on something for a giveaway. 
hhmmm.....what will it be and when will it be......
Happy Trails...
Berte

A Day Remembered

All my blog readers might just have to put up with my journaling today but this post is not for entertainment but it's a time of reflection for me.  Today is July 2... a memorable day in this mother's life....the day designated for my first child's birthday.  It was October 1971, my husband was in the Special Forces, stationed at Ft Devens, MA, and had been out on maneuvers in Germany for a month.  I remember his return.  Being a military wife placed in a far away strange land from Texas, a month seemed like an eternity.  Homecoming was welcome and my first child was conceived.  Over-The-Counter pregnancy tests were not introduced at the time and this first time mother had no idea of expected pregnancy symptoms.  But within a couple months, my husband had early discharge from the military and we headed to Texas as fast as we could.  So much for taking two weeks of the scenic tour back!  We were so ready to be back home with family.  It wasn't until we were back in Texas that I finally went to the doctor and pregnancy was confirmed.  Now I was finally putting together all the changes my body was undertaking.  Making a very long story much shorter, I was midway through my fifth month when my doctor informed me to pack a bag and head for the hospital.  He knew at that time that my baby had died.  Since my dad was a doctor and my obstetrician was a friend of his, I don't know if I was being "protected" or what but I was never informed of the baby's sex.  Is it a mother's instinct to know in her heart?  To me, I had a son.  What I do know is that my child is in Heaven in the loving arms of Jesus along with his Dad.  I have that to look forward to...seeing my child.  I might be totally surprised to know that I had a little girl!  For a very short time, I got to experience that precious baby from God.  The Lord gave and the Lord takes away, blessed be the name of the Lord.  Job 1:21
 I don't dwell on this as a loss. I give God the glory for my child.  I praise God for a gift!
Happy Trails...
Berte

Early Morning Ride

Nothing like an early morning ride before the hustle and bustle of the day and triple digit temperatures.  It's been too hot later in the day to do anything! 





Today's lesson:  prepping your horse for the ride, saddling, riding the roads, unsaddling and putting up horse and tack.

All went well and we had a most enjoyable ride.

Back home just as the cropduster hit the fields.  Awww...

Happy Trails...

Berte

Church PlayDay

We had to get the "horse dentist" out to take care of Red's teeth.  When we bought him a couple weeks ago, Red's job was ranching and I doubt he ever had his teeth done.  Probably why he's a little on the thin side...he's been dropping all his feed because he can't chomp down on his food. 

He's in La-La Land here. 

Here's little Kenley on Red waiting for her events.  She's just a talkin' to Red...

First time for either Jacob or Red to go through the pole pattern!  Wow, they did great!!  Great horse and great listening on Jacob's part!

    He was sooooo proud!!!   He's working toward a buckle and prizes for the playday series.   We think it's awesome that he listening and doing so well!
Happy Trails...
Berte

Around the Chicken House

Look what Jacob made for me!  Originally intended for cedar stays but I kinda like the rustic pecan limbs. 

The turkeys love it!

Jacob has been working hard. He rehung the hinges on the trap door to the chicken house so I can close it from the outside.  And Lucille is always right under foot making sure everything is done just right.  I'm hoping this is a "Lucille"...I'll show more pics of her later.

 These silly chicks sleeping on their sides.  The one little Buff Orpington will sleep on her back with her legs stuck straight out.  Still hoping to catch a picture of that! It's hilarious!

This is Lincoln.  He has already displayed his feathers. 

Two of the three 6 mos Black Australorp pullets.  I couldn't stand it.  I had to have something to start giving me some fresh eggs.

Now I'm hoping this is a hen.  When I brought in the new pullets, "she" semi-fluffed her feathers out.  She is much smaller than the tom and not displaying the same physical features as him.  Does anyone out there in blogland that has turkey hens ever have one that displays it's feathers?  I read online that some hens do this.

Happy Trails...

Berte

R & R on a farm?

 Awww....they've got it a little rough, don't you think? 

     With our oldest grandson here at the farm, we're trying to teach him how to be safe while here.  Too many animals and too many ways for someone to get hurt.  Well, it happened.... I've been trying to teach him not to throw his arms up when coming at the horses and he did just that with a halter and rope while I was standing on the other side of my mare at her shoulder.  All I remember is her shoving me out of the alley-way of the barn so she could get away from him.  When I came to, it took me a while to gather my thoughts that nothing was broken.  Back to the house I went.   Huge knot on the left side of my head and the entire left side of my body bruised from falling on my left side.  The right is also bruised.  Must have been the horse hitting me.  I thank God that I was not hurt more...it could have been a lot worse.  After three days of a powerful headache and aches and pains, I'm making it just fine.  Have to keep moving to keep from getting stiff.   ugh....
Hopefully, there will be lots of lessons learned hanging out with Grandma.
Happy Trails...
Berte

Happy Father's Day

How much better can a Father's Day be to welcome in a new granddaughter this week? 

I hope that all you Dads and Grandfathers out there have a wonderful day!

I pray God bless you and keep you so you can guide your families in His way.

Happy Trails...

Berte