Friday, September 4, 2015


As you can see, they were on their way to Sunday meeting (church).  I had the meeting house on here before when Bishop Joseph took me there, but they were not having service.  Really was in their area to take pictures of something else when I saw all the buggies.  Jean recognized my car as they passed in their buggy and invited me to come with them.  I would have except I had on shorts.  Jean said it wouldn't matter to them, but I said I would come back another time when I was better dressed.  Jean said dress doesn't matter, you do. Still, I told her I would come back again.

The first two pictures are the outside of the church.  Note in picture 3 and 4, the men's hats hanging and the ladies caps hanging.  The rest of the pictures are where the bicycles, and buggies are parked.  The last picture I thought was cute at one of the entrances.

I pulled in front of the church and listened to them singing.  They were really beautiful singers. No instruments - just them singing.

Thursday, September 3, 2015


I took these pictures back in July.  Saw all these buggies and people walking so I pulled over to the side of the road and started taking pictures. They were coming from all directions.    Do you know where they were going??

Wednesday, September 2, 2015


David's Mother went to a quilting and recipe exchange.  Each person had to bring a dish to pass for lunch and the recipe to exchange.  This recipe was a hit with all the ladies.  She made the recipe at home with a couple of changes.  I will put her changes in parenthesis.  We made this at our house and we all agreed this was a keep.


1 14 oz can sweetened condensed milk - not evaporated milk
1/2 cup sour cream (David's Mother used yogurt)
1/4 cup Real Lemon reconstituted Lemon juice (David's Mother used juice from a fresh lemon)
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1/2 cup margarine or butter, softened
1/4 cup firmly packed light brown sugar (David's Mother used Splenda brown sugar)
1 cup unsifted flour
1/4 cup quick-cooking oats
1/4 cup finely chopped walnuts
Assorted fresh or canned fruits (strawberries, grapes, blueberries, orange, pineapple, banana, raspberries, watermelon, etc.)
Mint leaves (optional)

Preheat oven to 375 degrees.  In medium bowl combine sweetened condensed milk, sour cream, lemon juice, and vanilla; mix well.  Chill. In large mixer bowl, beat margarine and sugar until fluffy; mix in flour oats and walnuts until thoroughly blended.  On lightly oiled pizza pan or baking sheet, press dough into 12-inch circle forming rim around edge.  Prick with fork.  Bake 10 to 20 minutes or until golden brown.  Cool.  Spoon filling evenly onto crust.  Arrange fruit on top of filling.  Garnish with mint leaves, if desired.  Chill before serving.  Refrigerate leftovers.

Tuesday, September 1, 2015


Poor Marilyn, again.  Here it is Monday evening and she doesn't have a post for tomorrow.  Jean had am emergency come up.  No, none of the family is sick or injured.  She was asked by Foster Care to take in another child for a few days and they are on the way to her house with the child.  So here I am.

Sarah went to the hospital for an ultrasound a few days ago.  Last time, she asked me to go in with her.  In fact, she did this time, too, but I felt her Mother should go in with her. She feels that things don't upset me like they do her Mother.  But she and her Mother went in and then John was called in.  Pretty soon, John comes out and says I better gone in. Sarah is afraid and her Mother is crying when I got in.

There is a nurse there and said the doctor would be in to talk with me.  I tried to find out from the nurse what was wrong, but she said the doctor would tell me.  He had already talked with Sarah and her Mother so I tried to find out from them.

All Sarah told me is she wanted to get our of there.  Her Mother was crying so hard, she couldn't tell me.  I am thinking maybe the baby had passed or something was wrong.

Finally the doctor came in and started telling me what was wrong in medical terms.  Some I understood, some I didn't.  Finally, I asked him to tell me in plain English.  He felt there might be something wrong with the baby.  Wanted to run a group of tests on the baby while it was in Sarah. So I asked what they thought was wrong with the baby.  Again, he spoke in medical terms.  He said Sarah and her husband had given permission to tell me, so he wanted me to come in his office.

I told Sarah to get dressed.  The doctor said, no.  I said yes.  Also, I told Sarah's Mother to go out in the waiting room and send in John to calm her down while I spoke to the the doctor.  Sarah's Mother was still crying.

Followed the doctor down to his office.  Again, he is all in medical terms and he felt this test should be done and that done.  I said, I would have to call my Bishop to see what he thought.  All during this he hasn't told me what he thought was wrong with the baby.  I told him I had to know what he thought was wrong with the baby before I called Bishop Eli.  When he told me, I told me, he had never met my husband.

It is possible that Sarah and John's baby might be a small person.  So I explained that my husband is a small person.  Also explained that we accept our children, just the way they are.  We  consider a small person like everyone else.  The only thing I was concerned about was the child's heart.  Doctor said it was normal.  He asked me if I was going to call the Bishop.  I said no, Bishop Eli would tell him what I just did.  I guess he was not happy.

When I left the doctors office, I met with Sarah, her Mother and John.  We got in the car with driver and drove to our house.  At our house Sarah's Mother finally stopped crying.  Sarah said she would never go back there again.  John didn't know what to say.

When Elmer came in, I explained the whole thing to him.  He grinned.  Maybe another small person.  Elmer then called Bishop Eli and asked him to come over to our house.  I told Bishop Eli what happened.  He told me  I spoke to the doctor right.

Sarah said she will not go into the hospital for the baby delivery.  John still wanted the hospital.  It did help when Elmer he wasn't born in the hospital, I wasn't born in a hospital and neither was John.

I explained the doctor did not say for sure the baby was going to be a small person, but could be.  In all that happened, I didn't get to see the ultrasound this time.  I did last time, but not this time.

Bishop Eli explained if the baby was in danger of life and death or it was something major, he would have to pray before allowing them to do anything to the baby before it was born.  We believe it is God's will.  Bishop Eli led us in prayer.  We continue to pray at home.

Eli asked when the baby should come.  I explained the doctor said November, but I say October.

Trust God's Wisdom,


Monday, August 31, 2015


We were asked if the Amish and Old Order Mennonite use the Farmer's Almanac.  I knew about our Amish group, but I had to ask Jean's husband about that for Old Order Mennonite.  Found out that we both still purchase one every year.

As to why we always get it, is as Jean said one time: "that's the way we always do it."  I think we all read it during the winter.  Do we go by what it says?  Sometimes we do and sometimes we don't.

There was a time, when most farmers used the Farmer's Almanac as the way they did their farming.  You plant certain crops at a certain moon or day or whatever.  That's why, I believe, the Amish and Old Order Mennonites have such sayings or folks wisdom, such as:  A warm June brings an early harvest or plant potatoes on Good Friday or plant lettuce on St. Patrick's Day, and more.  Some even believe in planting certain plants at certain times of the moon.

Albert, Jean's Grandfather, remembers when he was boy when most of the Old Order Mennonites did that as my Father told me when he was young about the Amish doing it.  Albert said when he was young the Farmer's Almanac was like law.  You did what it said.

They believed the weather by the Farmer's Almanac, too.  But, I think things have changed for the most now.  No, we don't have radios or televisions, but we still read the weather fore cast in the paper.  The Farmer's Almanac isn's always right about the weather, but again, neither is the newspaper.    Only God knows what the weather is going to be day to day, hour to hour, minute to minute.

Now all that said, do I do some of the traditions like plowing the first snow into the fields.  Sure do, do it every year.  Will it help the soil?  I don't know, but I know it won't hurt it any.  Do I like to plant the potatoes on Good Friday?  Usually not all of them, but some of them.  Are they better than the rest of the potatoes we plant later?  Maybe it's all in the mind, but we think so.  Is the lettuce any better we plant on St. Patrick's Day than the rest?  Again, it might be our minds, but we think so.

Regarding the Farmer's Almanac for the 2016, it says it will be a hard winter like last year especially from January to the first half of March.  Only time and the good Lord will show us if it true or not.

Trust God's Wisdom,

Sunday, August 30, 2015


I took my African Violet outside to take pictures of the beautiful flowers.  They lived.  They really lived.  Every African Violet I got died.  I even drove down to Naples, NY and bought some from the Violet Barn (had a post on them a year or so ago) and still they died.

So when I got these I expected them to die.  This African Violet came with  beautiful flowers and, as usual, the flowers died.  I replanted them in a bigger container and gave them some plant food.  Only watered them when they were dry.  Put them in my kitchen window where I get the most sun.

I am so excited that the flowers came, that I want to show them off.  My other African Violet is not doing as well as this one right now, but I think it will come through - I hope anyway.

Do any of you raise African Violets?  Do you have any advice?

Saturday, August 29, 2015


Mom finally let me on the computer again !!!  Last Saturday, my girlfriend Lily (picture 2) and her Mother came over to our house with the bed (picture 3).  Lily's Mom said she bought it for Lily and she won't use it, so she wondered if I would like it.

I had another bed for the living room that Mom gave me, that had a plastic bottom.  After lying in it a while, I found you could chew holes in the bottom of it, which I did.  I spread the insides all over the living room, so Mom threw it in the garbage.  I was really glad to see this new bed.

At bedtime I sleep in Mom's bed or should I say our big bed.  But I like to have something to lie on in the living room.  Sometimes I lie on the chair, but I really wanted a bed.  So I was so happy they were giving me this one.  Lily's Mom told my Mom that it is made so dogs can not chew through it.

As you can see it is so comfortable.  I got into it as soon as Mom put it down on the floor.

Mom and I both thanked Lily and her Mom for the wonderful bed. Lily's birthday is next month, so Mom and I will have to buy her something special.  Something for her birthday and to thank them for the bed.  As you can see, I really enjoy it.

Love to all,


Pierre isn't spoiled or anything.  LOL



There will be a post tomorrow.