Today is my oldest son’s birthday, he was born in 1956 and what a thrill to remember all these wonderful years. It took me 24 hours “to born the boy”. The afternoon before, I had taken my 2 mile exercise walk down Rabbit Road in my summer clothes, it was a hot fall day. Then by the next day when he was born we had a famous West Texas blizzard blow in and for five days everything was frozen solid, tree limbs were breaking from the weight of the ice. I always remember that hard freeze on October 22 but most of all how wonderful it was to have that brand new baby boy. There is no sweeter blessing on earth than being a mama.
Here is another place between Eldorado and Mertzon. I think I painted every scene from here to there at some time. There are a few pretty live oaks, some windmills and rock tanks, and only about three houses in the 32 miles. A woman who lived on a ranch out there was at a bridge party one time and we were all telling funny stories, she told us that one freezing day she went out to see if ice was forming on the water in the tank and dropped her car keys in. She had to do what was necessary so she ran to the house. put on her bathing suit and went back and jumped in the freezing water. She found the keys and was climbing out when Mr. Halbert drove up in his butane truck to deliver gas. She said she headed straight for the house like nothing had happened. She was sure he must have thought she had lost her mind. It was a good story and I know none of us ever forgot it. When I look at the paintings from Mertzon, I think of her.
This morning I want to surprise my grandson who is away on a trip at the moment, here’s a picture of his sweet Stacy Mae. She is my wonderful and beautiful granddaughter. Have a nice day Mark, we are thinking of you, you are the peach today. Happy Birthday this month. The ultimate birthday party was the one Stacy surprised you with a few years ago, you were suspecting there would be some kind of ‘something’ in the works and then you walked in to Miss Hatties and all your friends were there and your brothers and sisters had flown in from all parts of the country to surprise you, WOW, I get chills remembering the thrill. You have a mighty fine girl ~Grammy
This is a modern truck of the mid-century, it is over sixty years old and still part of the fleet, there are plans to have it restored in the future.
I will show you pictures I took today down at the fire station of some of the new trucks.They are awesome~ state of the art.
I have had to call the fire department on several occasions, most times it was my fault, other times~ not. Twice I called for help when some aggressive bees were in my big oak tree. Jerry Jones came out, dressed to the hilt in a bee suit and got rid of them. He didn’t get stung but I got a couple of stings. Always greatest thanks to all the fire boys, they are the Hometown Heroes~
Today I am going to introduce you to the Bow Harp. It is patterned after the ancient Egyptian arched harp. Africa is known for it’s unusual music and even more for it’s musical instruments. It is a 7 to 10 or 12 string instrument made from simple materials, a hollowed out piece of wood covered in animal hide and has a long neck that holds the strings, the pegs are used for tuning. I was thrilled when the three travelers brought me this beautiful bow harp from their trip to Africa. I had no idea how to tune it or if I could even learn to play it. If not it would make a nice decoration. I watched videos from their trip, a man playing the harp and singing Christian music. Their songs are long and the music gets stuck in your mind, it’s addictive. Anyway, I have managed to play “Catch a Falling Star” in the three months since I got it. I love this thing! I will show you other some other instruments they saw in Soroti, Uganda.
Tomorrow I will post another group of instruments on my blog. I had one more surprise! If you would like to watch a video of the group enjoying fellowship and music that day, you can click on the address. This is the day my family met their new in-laws. A real celebration of happy times to come~
Living in a small town in West Texas, we will use any excuse to have get-togethers. The church is a big part of our lives and we like to have pot luck dinners often. Everything is homemade and delicious. There are always wonderful vegetables dishes, can you imagine five different kinds of squash dishes~beautiful salads, and always hot rolls. We usually have a smoked brisket from HEB and that is the only thing bought-and-brought, the rest of the meal is built around this. The dessert table will have everything from cherry cheese cake, to pies and cobblers, and cookies, everyone brings their favorite recipe. ( the Women of the Church published a cookbook a few years ago ‘Passed and Present 1903-2003′. First Presbyterian Church of Eldorado, Texas) The dinning tables are covered with linen cloths and there will be a beautiful centerpiece on each table. We make dinners for family funerals, or when the kids graduate from school, Thanksgiving and Christmas, then dinners for no special reason. There are big hamburger picnics at ‘Church on the Waters’ at Clear Creek on the Powell Ranch to end the summer. (sometime a baptism too) When it is announced that we are having a pot luck luncheon, I get my ire up, it is not a luncheon, it is a full fledged dinner. Eldorado has the finest cooks in the world, we celebrate every occasion with our very best. And as always “Thank You Lord for our church family”.
Meet Buttermilk, she is a kitty that came up when she was a little thing and would not leave. I would see her out by the windmill and she would stay still so I wouldn’t notice her. (every time I walked by, I would tell her to Go Home!) Well, she liked it here and wasn’t afraid of me.
She had kittens somewhere, I only got to know one. He was black and white, marked almost identically on each side, I named him Domino.
I caught him in a live trap and took them both to have them fixed. Then they stayed on the screened porch for several weeks while they recovered and he got more tame.
I also had Mammie, the garage kitty who came up and had her kittens in the Model T. She was gentle to start with. When I found homes for her five babies, I had her fixed. I didn’t need any more cats.
There are several in the pasture and I take food down to them, away from the house at 5:30 every day. This is Squaline, half her tail is gone, from something that happened before I knew her. She is a feisty little thing and will hiss and scratch me if I try to pet her, but she comes running toward the car when she sees me. Dan was the one who loved cats, I was strictly a dog lover. Cats liked him because he sat in the yard and smoked his cigar and they would stay in his lap. Since he has been gone, I have learned to love cats too, probably since I am responsible for them. I have gotten to really know them. They are beautiful animals, they come in all colors and designs. They can live to an age of 20 or more years.
This is a great sandwich. It looks complicated but is easy and fun to make. The bread recipe is the easiest of all yeast breads. You just need to go through the list of ingredients and have everything sliced, laid out and ready, then it goes together fast.
I was invited to exhibit and demonstrate oil painting at the ASU Folk Festival in February of 1973. I met a lot of people and also saw many familiar faces. I liked the demonstrations, everyone was happy and full of chatter, they enjoyed watching and many of them were also painters. I had my miniature covered wagon and all the little rooms on display so if anyone wasn’t interested in painting, they liked to look at the little things. The famous wood carver, Gene Zesch was also exhibiting his wonderful carvings, he carves old cowboys and anything to do with ranch life, with much skill and unbelievable humor. I was in good company that day, it is a sweet memory for me~
When I bought Miss Piggy and Kermit in 1977, she was a hand puppet. She had a big vinyl hollow head, (no body) and the famous elbow length lavender gloves with matching dress. I had planned from the start to make her into a doll. I made her a soft body, she felt cuddly and nice to hold.
I carved some platform wedge sandals and added satin straps. (They are in style now) Then I made her a long formal satin evening jacket.
Kermit was just a green frog so I made him a Tuxedo with a pleated shirt, pearl buttons and a cummerbund. I knew it would be what Miss Piggy would want. These two characters have lived at my house, and lived in Sonora, then San Angelo and finally are back with me. (They were Christmas presents that we passed back and forth). They are both in perfect shape, even after 35 years. We watched the Muppet Shows on TV for several years~ Miss Piggy and Kermit were our favorite characters. I loved those shows. Jim Henson, the famous puppeteer who created the Muppets died in 1990 at age 53.
Some of us had been wondering if there were going to be any wild turkeys after the terrible drought in 2011. They won’t nest unless the condition is just right for them to at least have a chance. Two hens had been coming up to the water trough and I had been throwing corn and chick feed out for them. One week, they both walked in with 15 babies.They were on the driveway by the garage. I managed to get a picture and then today I got some of a hen and her baby sitting on the bird bath. What a thrill, I like the wildlife. I can enjoy them and as with the deer, if one in the bunch doesn’t show up that day, I don’t worry, I just suppose it is over at the farm eating at the deer feeders. Not like if a chicken or peacock goes missing and you look until you find it. I am keeping the windmill running to wet down the oak grove, the turkeys like to get in that cool wet place.