Thursday, March 20, 2014

Just when I thought it was safe...

When I made my last post, I was so excited to be back and looking forward to painting and sharing my new designs. My first project was a Terrye French design that I have been waiting to paint for "Painting with Friends" since before the knee injury.  But, things can change so unexpectedly...here is my latest Facebook post:

Good news-the knee that I injured is doing good and heading back to the painting room was in my very near future."was" being the key word...Bad news-this past Saturday I tripped over a curb. Tomorrow I am scheduled for surgery to put my right wrist and lower part of my arm back together.  To say that I am frustrated is a major understatement! Prayers and good thoughts are appreciated.

I will be back as soon and as often as I can.  Thanks for listening.




Thursday, March 13, 2014

Another little piece from my "Moccasin Holler Memoirs"...


Today will be a little different.  Up until now I have shared stories from my childhood and growing up in the 50's in Moccasin Holler.  This is a collection of "glimpses" that I will continue to add to.
 
"A Gathering of Memories"

     I think everyone has glimpses of the past…memories that flash through your mind quickly and evoke a myriad of emotions.  Sometimes it may be a smile or even a little giggle.  Sometimes you may to be enveloped in sadness or filled with laughter.  Or, there might be that one quick flash that leaves so quickly you couldn’t quite grasp it and you try for the rest of the day to get it back.  This is a collection of memories such as those.
   This will be an ongoing process and the way I jump from one subject to another may be confusing or I may seem to ramble.  Don’t worry, that is very common for me… 


 (The "pond" was a few feet in front of this barn.)
…..The ground outside is covered with sleet, ice and snow.  The winter of 2014 has been a rough one…we have probably gotten more snow this winter than in the past five winters combined.  I’m not the only one that has had more than enough of winter this year.  But, when I was a kid I would have been thrilled.  We didn’t get a lot of snow in the Missouri Bootheel and when we did we thoroughly enjoyed it.  There was a pretty good sized sunken in place in the pasture…to my brother, sister and I, it was a magnificent pond and perfect for ice skating.  Now, we had never even seen an actual pair of ice skates.  That didn’t matter because what we had was even better…a plastic bread sack over each shoe to keep out the water (some people had boots that would do the same thing) and a pair of  Daddy’s old socks over the bread sacks.  Once we made it to the pond, snow was packed on the socks making them perfect for gliding across the ice.  We had quite a time and put on a pretty good show for the cows that gathered around to watch!


 "She didn't wear them in the summer, either."
(Mama, me, baby brother Tony and my bestest dog ever, Boy)

…..Mama didn’t like to wear shoes,no matter what the weather.  Mama loved to hang the laundry outside to dry.  Yep, even on the coldest, snowiest, most icy days, out she would go in the mornings to fill the clothes lines full.  Then, in the late afternoon, she would bring it all back in and lay it out to thaw. And, she did this barefoot.  Daddy would always say, “One of these days your feet are going to turn blue and fall off".  They never did.

…..I used to run away at least once a week during the warm months.  I don’t know why.  Right after dinner I would take off.  I only made it as far as the bob trucks parked next to the tool sheds.  These were big, old trucks with enclosed beds that were used to haul soybeans and corn to the gin…I chose them because once I climbed in I couldn’t be seen.  I would lie on my back and watch the clouds, a favorite pastime of mine.  Then, about supper time my stomach would start to growl signaling time to go back.  I was always so upset that no one tried to find me.  Poor, pitiful me…I was never even missed.  It never occurred to me that Mama had watched me from the back porch the whole time.

Now it is your turn to share a "glimpse".

Hugs,
Judy

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Where to start?

I just saw that my last post was on October 1, 2013.  I am not going to go into all that has happened since then, at least, not right now.  I will just tell you that on Oct. 3, I tripped and fell, knee first onto concrete.  I shattered the lower half of my kneecap and, in the words of the orthopedic surgeon, messed up everything that could be messed up under the kneecap.  I am still recuperating...it is going to be a few more months.  But, I am doing good.  
 I have wanted to post before now but I can't sit in a chair with my feet on the floor for long periods of time.  
 Tonight was one of those nights that I just couldn't stay in bed.  We are apparently passing the "crud" around our house and it is my turn to have it.  I couldn't breathe lying down so I decided tonight was the night to visit with old friends.  
 I'm sure lot's of you have had a winter like ours...cold, cold, cold.  Right now we have sleet, ice and snow.  I have never been the most graceful being and I didn't do good maneuvering on ice before the knee incident.  So there is no way this ole' gal is getting out on it, now.  One slip is all it would take to set me back weeks!!  This winter I think we have had more snow than we have gotten in the past 5 years combined.  The temp has been as low as 10 degrees this week.  But, this is SE Missouri...in a few days we are supposed to be in mid-50's.  That is the average temp for us this time of year, so I am really hoping it stays.
Well, the old knee is telling me it is ready to straighten out.  So, I will go now.  Thanks so much for stopping by.  Please leave a comment and let me know how things are going for you.
Judy   

Tuesday, October 1, 2013

Had to share this!!!


Another wonderful giveaway at The Rusty Thimble!  Just click on the pic and enter to win one of Brenda's fabulous snowmen!

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Springtime and Kittens

A sequel to the last post..."Our Outside Cats, Inside".

I am finally getting time to post those pics of the kittens that I promised.  I thought I would include some pics of what was going on outside while they were inside.

We are in the bootheel (that is the very southeast part) of  Missouri and the dogwood is our state tree.
Itsy and Twitch were abandoned and we raised them. So, they are truly our babies.  After having their litters, only days apart, they moved all the babies into one box and shared.  This is Itsy taking her turn.
Itsy and Twitch doing double duty!
 It didn't take long until it was impossible to keep them from escaping!
 Nosey litte critters...they love their Papa!
 Just Too Cute!
It was really, really hard but we knew we couldn't keep all of them.  So, we found good homes for all but Droopy...that's him in the last pic.  He is livin' large and lovin' it outside with his mama's & uncle.
Thanks so much for stopping by!!!

Judy

Monday, July 29, 2013

Our outside cats, inside...

Some of you may remember the kittens we adopted almost a year and a half ago.  They grew up, moved outside, got pregnant and came back inside to have the babies.  Daddy, aka known as Mike-my hubby, was afraid something would get the babies if we let them deliver outside.  It didn't matter that we have had multiple (lots & lots) of litters outside in the past 13 years we have lived here.  Anyhoo, here are some pics that I took while they were back inside.
Twitch, the brown tabby and Itsy, the grey, relaxing in their favorite get away.  It was great while it lasted...the kittens eventually insisted on joining them!
Kids, what are you gonna do?
 Brother, Bo, just had to come in for a visit!
Aunt Elli, so forlorn!  Those stinkin' kittens get all the attention.

So, there are our babies all grown up.  If you are all up for it, I will post pics of the babies next.

Judy
Side Note...see the old buffet in the second pic.  Trying to decide if I want to strip it (it is solid walnut) or paint it.  What do you think?

Friday, July 26, 2013

Pics of Moccasin Holler

I have been sharing my Moccasin Holler Memoirs for a while now and I want to share some pics of Moccasin Holler.  Yep, there is a Moccasin Holler.
Let's start at the beginning.  This is Mama and Daddy, the newlyweds, standing in front of their first home.  Notice the house in the foreground, you will be seeing more of it.  At the time the pic was taken, Mama's parents lived there.
In this pic my little sis, Juletta, and I are standing in the front yard of the house where we grew up.  Seeing the road brings back so many memories.  We jump on our bikes and ride anywhere we wanted, just as long as we were home before dark.  You are also seeing Moccasin Holler...it looked like this for about a 4 mile stretch.  A few houses were scattered along the road, but for the most part there were fields of cotton, soybeans and corn.  Our closest neighbors were about two miles either way down the road!
 I want to fast forward a lot of years and show you another shot of my boys in about the same spot as my sister and I in the last pic.  This one shows  part of the pasture and one of the barns. In the foreground is the house where I was born and spent the first 8 years of my life.  There is also a better view of Moccasin Holler!!
 This is our castle!  See the antenna in the center of the pic on the far side of the house?  I shimmied up it almost every day to sit on the roof.  I loved looking at the livestock grazing in the beautiful tree filled pasture and daydreaming about things that fill a little girls head. 
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 Oh, how I would love to be able to sit in the porch swing with Mama one more time. Here, we are getting my baby brother to sleep while my faithful friend, Boy, looks on.

I'm gonna leave you with this.  This has been bittersweet for me.  The house burned down several years ago and the whole farm, including where the house and pasture set, is now a rice paddy.  I was blessed to have been born and raised at this particular spot in Moccasin Holler.  I miss it still and hope you have enjoyed seeing the pics as much as I have enjoyed sharing them.
 
Judy