tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942892890615806086.post7127234114452610424..comments2024-02-16T06:59:59.062-06:00Comments on Quarry Garden Stained Glass: Back To My RootsKarenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18368318730124533690noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942892890615806086.post-72494342863600489892011-07-02T21:11:12.923-05:002011-07-02T21:11:12.923-05:00Loved the photos of the raging river. We had the s...Loved the photos of the raging river. We had the spillway break at Canyon Lake here a few years ago and the lazy river became something like your photos. The power of the water is awesome.<br /><br />Your stories remind me of the time when I was young and we lived on a small farm in Missouri. So many of the same type memories. <br /><br />You work harder than any woman I know. I am certain the wonderful scenery and memories make it all worth while.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12140773202280570336noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942892890615806086.post-86501872665166267722011-07-02T10:43:34.660-05:002011-07-02T10:43:34.660-05:00Wow Karen, I can see why that tractor means so muc...Wow Karen, I can see why that tractor means so much to you...Like many of your readers I am typing this with tears in my eyes at the passing of your dad...I am so glad you are taking such good care of the heritage he left you and I am sure though he probably wouldn't say it out loud, he is very proud of you.<br /><br />Thank you for this amazing journey down memory lane, from pasturing the cows to shiny red paint...<br /><br />Blessings KelsieKelsie from Our Country Home and Studio Photographyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13320099117051996061noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942892890615806086.post-82214075655124965062011-07-02T06:05:23.232-05:002011-07-02T06:05:23.232-05:00That river does look fierce! Beautiful rock forma...That river does look fierce! Beautiful rock formation all around it. You look so cute on your tractor....and the memories you have are great! Is this the way you are journaling them for your kids?Darlahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09976608531478457839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942892890615806086.post-862754393598876582011-07-01T16:47:26.353-05:002011-07-01T16:47:26.353-05:00Karen,
That river and the rocks look beautiful an...Karen,<br /><br />That river and the rocks look beautiful and scary, but that's how nature is.<br /><br />That 574 needs vintage status especially for how closely it is connected to your family.<br /><br />EileenGatsbys Gardenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04228978705943696143noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942892890615806086.post-77173845108029551072011-07-01T05:11:56.935-05:002011-07-01T05:11:56.935-05:00Karen you won my blog candy so do email me at 1r...Karen you won my blog candy so do email me at 1rosebud46@gmail.com with your address so I can send them off. RosemaryRosemaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12126209675266816687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942892890615806086.post-82263389144310701562011-07-01T05:10:01.781-05:002011-07-01T05:10:01.781-05:00Karen Loved this post , every word and every pictu...Karen Loved this post , every word and every picture.... You made your love of tractors come alive.. My husband was born and raised on a farm and has a deep love for tractors and your description of the joy of haying rings so true for him as well... As <br />quick as your Dad went sometimes a blessing rather than suffer.Rosemaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12126209675266816687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942892890615806086.post-25133699281383640222011-06-30T20:13:26.905-05:002011-06-30T20:13:26.905-05:00Karen, Your river photos are stunning! Glad you ma...Karen, Your river photos are stunning! Glad you made the trip and shared it with us. Karen, you are such a hard worker, driving the tractor and all that gardening. You are amazing. What you wrote about your father including his passing touched my heart. <br />Hugs, BethBethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09792341123595520130noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942892890615806086.post-21316573501854533512011-06-30T18:14:34.804-05:002011-06-30T18:14:34.804-05:00I loved your story. Brought tears to my eyes. Y...I loved your story. Brought tears to my eyes. Your comments about the cow paths took me back to my childhood on the farm in central WI. We used to walk them barefoot, watching out for the surprises left behind by the cows. I don't have such fond memories of the tractors, though, I have to say. In fact, I was scared of them. My sister was the one who had to drive the tractor for making hay. I only had to do it once -- and it was not pretty. I was shaking like a leaf, I accidentally popped the clutch, the tractor jerked ahead and dumped a hay bale on my dad's head. Needless to say, he was NOT happy. I think that was the last time I had to drive. After that we got a pop-up baler, so we didn't need a driver and a loader. The baler did all of the work. Sure made those hay bales hard to unload, though, when they were just tossed on the wagon instead of neatly stacked. I swear that's where I got my upper body strength from is tossing hay bales around every summer. Hard work! You can take the girl off the farm, but you can't take the farmer out of the girl :-) Hopefully you'll have many more good years with your tractor.Toni - Signature Gardenshttp://signaturegardens.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942892890615806086.post-78746473918833763872011-06-30T15:56:42.608-05:002011-06-30T15:56:42.608-05:00Karen. You really do have a gift for bringing a st...Karen. You really do have a gift for bringing a story to life. I found myself falling in love with your tractor as well, and with the connection it holds for you with your Dad.Roslynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04940119240313980400noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942892890615806086.post-20931233824761727172011-06-30T15:01:11.379-05:002011-06-30T15:01:11.379-05:00I love your stories about your life on the farm. S...I love your stories about your life on the farm. So similar to my own only it was on my grandpas farm. His gem was a new Ford tractor I remember him getting. When he died my Dad got it and overhauled it and now my son has it. I remember taking that tractor out in the fields and into the woods so many times.<br />I remember when Grandpa bought his first car too. He use to stick money into a slot onto the top of an old cigar box. He used the money he had saved in the cigar box to purchase the car.Just before the dealer delivered the car to him he had Grandma taking the money out of the cigar box and ironing it because it was all wrinkled up from being stuffed into the cigar box. LOL! We laughed over that for years afterward about Grandma ironing the money. LOL!<br />Have a wonderful weekend.Lonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07060003333138052194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942892890615806086.post-67410841871585985992011-06-30T12:43:28.418-05:002011-06-30T12:43:28.418-05:00I love your post. I remember when I was a young g...I love your post. I remember when I was a young girl visiting my grandparents and my grandfather would call the cows at night. It always amazed me that they would come when he called being as we were city kids. <br /><br />The end brought tears as I read about your father although you can feel the love while reading your post.<br /><br />I hope you have a great weekend.<br /><br />SandyPeonies & Magnoliashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13362575319386223280noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942892890615806086.post-32335591340883501212011-06-30T12:27:58.812-05:002011-06-30T12:27:58.812-05:00Oh Karen! What a shock it was to come to the end o...Oh Karen! What a shock it was to come to the end of your post and read about how your dad passed. I literally gasped, and then tears came to my eyes.<br /><br />This was such a good post. I love reading about you growing up and working (and playing) on the farm. It reminds me of the summers we used to spend in New Brunswick, Canada, vacationing on a farm that my grandmother grew up on. My three great-aunts still lived and farmed there, and we would visit them every summer for a couple of weeks. I have first-hand experience of the cows walking single file to get in and out of the pasture for milking.<br /><br />Big Hugs, Karen! It must have been awful for your dad to go so sudden. I can feel your affection for his tractor through your post. It's a connection to your dad too.Alisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16323262555906240701noreply@blogger.com