Hooping It Up

Pioneer Woman Meets Red Headed Gal

Laura and Erin have traveled to OK this weekend to hear and meet the Pioneer Woman! I don't know much about her but I think Helen will know who she is.

Hoed Out My Garden

I hoed my three rows in my garden and look at my reward, an arrowhead. It has a little chip but looks very nice!

Old Lucky Number Seven!

Sigrid said no cell phones or party poopers at her party and also PLEASE DO BRING A PRESENT!
Miss Siggie is lucky number seven! Happy Birthday, sweet girl!

Early Blooms Are Violet In Galla Meadow!

Like a Moth to a Flame

This moth is beautiful enough to be called a butterfly but I think it is a moth....is it Patsy?

Hospice

Flying Over--Stopping by

Busy Birds

Martins are working hard building nests. I am enjoying watching them.

Visiting With Neighbors

Sigrid likes our neighbors. She visits them when she comes over to my house.

Sister's Black Hole Story

It is raining and the day is a little lazy....I got to thinking about Fleta's cave pictures and Patsy's cave story and combined them!

When we moved to the farm after daddy got out of the Navy, I believe it must have been late October, 1945 we lived in an old house that was built in front of a cave which was our water supply. I was scared to go into that cave because of snakes, copper head snakes no less. The pipe for the water went back and down into this room and some times the pipe would get knocked off the pipe that came out of the rocks when this happen Richard and me would have to take a Lantern and climb over these big rocks that looked like they had fallen from the ceiling of the cave down into the dark with only the lantern to see by which Richard always carried and tried to leave me in the dark. when we got down to the bottom there was a rickety old ladder and Richard would give me the Lantern to hold while he climbed the ladder and hooked the pipe back to the pipe coming out of the rock wall. I was scared to death all this time and telling Richard to hurry. I think he moved slow just to scare me more. When he climbed down the ladder he would take the Lantern back and climb out of the deep with me scrambling to keep up. The boy would put on some speed to try to leave me behind. We went into the cave because daddy told us to and I assure you I never went back into that cave after it wasn't necessary to get water. I know what terror is and it is in that cave.

">When you were at the back of the cave there was a rock wall which was about 10 foot high and someone years before our time had drove a pipe into the rock at the top of the wall. You could hear water falling behind that wall and there is no way to figure how much water is behind the rock wall. I asked daddy once in later years why he hadn't set a dynamite charge and blown thro' the wall which he could have done because he had used dynamite. Daddy said he didn't know how much water would come out of the cave and what would he say to his neighbors if a stream of water came out the size of the mouth of the cave? I thought about that awhile and told him perhaps he wouldn't have any neighbors after the water went down dry creek.

We found arrow heads in the plowed ground along dry creek and I have always thought Indians lived in the cave during their day. I heard one story about the first settler on our land being killed by Indians while they were trying to steal his horses. I also was told that dry creek was called "Jumping rabbit creek" by the Indians. This no doubt was referring to the cotton tail rabbits which was along the creek.

Kite Time Continued

Kite Time

Just Cuz

Siggie loves it when Clayton comes down. She is the biggest instead of the littlest!

Tractor Tales!

Clayton's Vocabulary

Erin and Clayton went to the store. After the checker rang up all the stuff they had gotten, Clayton turned to Erin and said "Pay the hooker!" Guess he has checker and the other word confused....don't know what the hooker thought.

Siggie is calling Larry and telling him jokes in a disguised voice. She does not know we have caller ID I guess. He goes on with her saying "What? Who is this?" Siggie hangs up giggling!

Going to Buy Candy

Fidgety Pants

All ready for school, but can't stay still!

Fleta's Pond

Booneville, AR TB Sanitorium

Between late 1800's to the middle 1900's lots of folks in AR died from TB. I remember Mr. O'dell's wife between our house and Green Forest. She was really ill and if I recall correctly TB is what she had. Lots of the sick folks went to Booneville, AR to live.

Booneville, circa 1922 The Arkansas State Tuberculosis Sanitorium was constructed on 974 acres near the Logan County seat in 1909. Accommodating up to 1,100 tuberculosis patients, the facility employed scores of workers and provided a market for local farm products for many years. Today the site is home to one of the state Human Development Centers for the care of developmentally impaired adults.

Greta Loves A Laugh!

Where's Greta?

Sit Down, Greta!

Daffodils are done!

My daffodils have withered. But new flowers are just around the corner.

Go Lady Cyclones

Please forgive me!

Sorry, I know this is not nice but I thought it was so funny! Fleta is Smart! Clayton I guess is Jack. Patsy, Helen and I are Lazy, Kiss and Dumb...which one? I guess I am Kiss as I know Patsy can't be that one.

Grand Visitors From Last Weekend!

Martin Scouts Are Here

I think I saw two Martin scouts this morning. Hopefully, more will arrive this week. They are earlier this year. Last year they were here March 23.

Astrid Stepping Out

Follow the Leader

Tornado 1927 Green Forest

This shows Green Forest March 18, 1927. 40 homes were destroyed that day and over 100 structures were damaged. 19 were killed and 90 injured. Was this the storm that blew Grandparents Powell's house away and they lived in the chicken house while they got it rebuilt?

Onions, Peas and Potatoes Planted