Monday, August 27, 2007
Last Minute Preparations For School?
He took the tractor and the post hole digger up to the neighbors and helped them drill holes and set posts for the barn that they are building for their horses.
Of course Matthew had to get in on the act. Chris was very appreciative of the help. It isn't easy to drill those holes by hand.
Matthew helped to finish them by hand while Elizabeth looked on.
Let's check to make sure that they are deep enough so that the poles won't heave when the frost sets in this winter.
Elizabeth makes a great measuring stick.
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Jason's Last Full Day At Home
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Today Was a Day For Check-Ups
And Lupus went to the vet for her check-up and shots. She was pronounced perfect. Adam you can be proud of your dog. She misses you though. Can't you tell by the way that she is looking at you?
Strange Goings On With The Kraeger Men
So in the dark of night last night we went out and towed the truck out behind the shop and jacked it up and started to take the tires off of it.
Now most sons bring their mothers ordinary things like roses. But not my son. He thinks like I do and he thinks practically.
His boss is having a new barn built and it is going up in the middle of a corn field. Now Ian hates the thought of waste. So here he is with his father in the dark of night by the headlights of his truck picking corn from the proposed barn sight into the bed of the truck.
Monday, August 20, 2007
Good Friends
Of course Mrs. Alessi was there with some of her good home baking.
Mr. Buehner and Mr. Mollenhauer chatted together. We were all happy to see Pappa Buehner out and about. And there is Mr. Hesler with his lovely bride of 50 years and their son-in-law Pat.
Mr. Mollenhauer.
Grandma Vito sharing memories of picnics past and our beloved Pappa Vito and all the good times that he provided to the kids in all of us. He was there with us in spirit.
Doug visiting with Pappa Buehner.
And here is Mrs. Collins with her beautiful daughter Becky. Joann is a good mother and a great friend.
Out humble Padre was there spreading his love and good cheer to all of the people. The children who were in attendance were the recipients of his good humor also as we all were in years past.
Dave and Donna presided over the food table.
Mr. Hugunine and Mrs. Cmaylo in line to get their food.
Mrs. Hugunine ready with a smile for everyone who passed by her.
Here's Audrey.
I had to include a picture of a rare occurrance. Jason and Matthew in the three legged race. They didn't win but they were in full cooperation which is a rare happening.
A Very Busy Saturday
I can't tell here is she doesn't want her picture taken or she can't believe how awful this locker looks.
Everyone pitched in and although order had not been restored by the time we had left, cleanliness had been and that is a good thing.
Look what we had waiting for us when we got home. We had our own brand of work to do there.
Matthew put on the pans of water to boil and quickly got out jars to wash while Mary-Kate and I started to peel tomatoes.
They both know enough to do their part and get it done quickly and get out of the kitchen. Then mom is left alone with the canner and the stove and here is what comes from that days work. They sure will be good this winter when we no longer have them fresh from the garden.The Recent Neglect of This Blog Sight
Finally on friday I drove to Cobleskill and filed everything and we are pleased to say that he was eligible for complete financial aid and he even has enough leftover for books and supplies for his course. So the money he earned this summer can stay in the bank and collect dust. This week we will spend out time spoiling him and making it difficult for him to leave and then on Thursday we pack up and drive to Cobleskill to drop him off. To treat Mary-Kate and Matthew (and I think the mother) Doug says we can stay over camping at Glimerglass State Park and visit Cooperstown on the way home.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
A Good Day's Work
Monday, August 13, 2007
Equitation
So we watched Jesse ride English. Very prim and proper.
We watched Kaylee ride English. It got so hot that they excused the jackets by the time that she had to ride.
Then we watched Kim ride western. Much more relaxed. Different names for the same kinds of moves that the horses made and that got me confused and then everyone laughed at me because I had trouble keeping things straight. Oh well. When you're not a horse person.
Lovely Start to a Sunday Morning
To our great pleasure it landed in the hay field that we had just mowed and baled the day before.
So we piled out of the car and started to help the crew pull down the balloon. This is an event that has happened here many times. There is a bunch of guys that live south of here that give rides twice a day in the summer and they frequently fly over.
Afterward out comes the champagne and the toasts begin. Everyone on a hot air balloon crew is a friend even if you have never met them. What a great way to start your day.
Saturday, August 11, 2007
What Do Farmers Do At Empire Farm Days?
So what do farmers do at Empire Farm Days? They look at machinery.
And more machinery, big machinery and little machinery.
They get under machinery, and they get into the machinery.
They talk about the machinery with anyone who will talk about the machinery. Friend or stranger, it doesn't matter. Everyone is a friend when there is machinery around.
Sometimes they just stand there and look. I don't know why, maybe they just can't find anything to say so they just stand there and look.
Not all the machinery there is for farmers but it all seems to appeal to farmers. (I guess because the majority of them are men?)
There were a lot of trucks there, and they had to stand around and look at them. Trucks need to be admired too.
Sometimes they just have to stand around. (I guess they just have to rest from all that standing around and looking.)
Then they go back to standing around and looking at machinery all over again. They had a great time though.
And that's what farmers do at Empire Farm Days. Until next year.