Category Archives: Journal Entry
Rock Springs, Wyoming
I went to Rock Springs this weekend, to meet up with Missus and drive home together. It was a half way point, or so, for her from her business trip. The girls and I went over, met her, and then … Continue reading
Hard To Believe
This year is coming along pretty nice on the homestead, even with the gardens being pretty much a total bust. There are things to do, but they mark a clear direction, and give us a much narrower list of things … Continue reading
Rancid Fish
Well, this was a gruesome night. I ate two pieces of rancid haddock, but did not realize till I was done eating all of it why it would taste like amonia. I Googled it, and found out that I had … Continue reading
Amy Walker Siedenburg
My great grandmother used to say she had “the Walker sense of humor.” She said it with quite a lot of pride. It implied a quick wit, and the ability to find the humor in anything. I think it also … Continue reading
Messing With Electric Today
Today I started to move some of the stuff from the workshop/garage back to the barn/new workshop. Yes, it is all very confusing, I know. It has me confused too. So I just way “whatever.” While moving things, I got … Continue reading
Hot Summer Day. Too Hot
We cut the grass today and got pretty well caught up with that. It is a lot to take care of; more than an acre. Getting it done before the temperatures go up is pretty critical, too. We did. Then … Continue reading
The coming week promises via the weather app a few really warm ones. We are meant to hit the 90’s right in the middle! Then it is meant to get a little cooler at the end of the ten day … Continue reading
Clean House!
This weekend we finished a big portion of our house cleaning and sorting, and can finally say that what’s here is ours, and not leftovers from someone else, and junk that nobody seems to want; leftovers from mt grandmother, and … Continue reading
I Am Reminded
I am oft reminded that I am not musical. I remember it well when I am with others, and won’t dare to ruin any composition with my voice or instrumentation. But even alone, I cannot muster a sound or two … Continue reading
Life Keeps Moving On
Life moves on. People get older. I get older. I am past the age when I celebrate myelf getting older. But the young… They are lucky that still think the passing of a year a momentous occasion. As the days … Continue reading