Can’t go back?

March 24, 2017

I know this post is late again but it was such a beautiful day
here on the east coast of Iowa it forced me outside. The high
got up to 81 and that broke a record set in 1937. Tonight we’ll
get rain and the low is supposed to be 46, but I’ll be back out
there anyway after the wife goes to work.

Thoughts of Dad filled my head as I worked and snapped an
occasional picture. He is usually a quiet man until you bring
up something about the farm. One of his favorite subjects when
he gets on a roll is the summer of 1937. He claims it’s the
hottest summer he’s ever seen.

The farm house had no running water and certainly never had
air conditioning. One fan was supposed to cool the whole house.
So, in the summer of 1937, everybody slept on the porch because
it was cooler. According to him that went on all summer.

When I visited Tuesday I mentioned a plat book from 1930 that
was found online which had Grandpa’s name listed along with the
number of acres. For some reason that got him going again. His
face lit up like a young lad as he talked about neighbors and
some of their habits.

Up the gravel road to the east was an old lady who liked to
sit in the cornfield. She didn’t disturb the corn and was
friendly enough when he and his brothers walked by. And that’s
where he left it.

Then he mentioned a local character, who I also remembered, that
didn’t leave his farm house without a pocket pint in every
pocket of his coveralls. At that time it was a dry county but
this character always swore his bottles were dry when he finished
for the day.

People say you can’t, or shouldn’t go back. But the look on
Dad’s face while talking about the good old days told me that
at times it’s good for your soul.

Have a great Friday, the weekend has begun. If we use it
wisely it might even seem to last a couple days.
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Thank you

March 22, 2017

It’s National Agriculture Day today. We find it amazing that
1.5% of our population work in agriculture, but manage to
produce enough food for all of us.

A big thank you to all the farmers, ranchers and others. If
you’ve ever walked the rows or sampled a salt lick, you know
who you are. We think you should have your own month.
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Of great days

March 21, 2017

Today was another day full of surprises and observations. The
wife and I went over to Dad’s where we talked a little about the
farm and the folks who were neighbors. Then he said to follow
him as he had to show me something. He raised the blinds to a
window and said look at that.

“That” was wheelchair ramp, so I asked if anyone disabled lived
next door. When he said no why? I told him it was a handicapped
ramp. He couldn’t believe people would spend money on something
like that. After a chat the wife and I left to get some bird
seed. I usually go to our farm supply store, she wanted to go
to Wal-Mart, and Wally World it was.

We found the seed and when I put it in the cart said it wasn’t
a 20 pound bag. The wife swore it was and we left it at that.
When we arrived home I hoisted the bag out of the trunk and set
it on the porch only to discover it was a 40 pound bag! It
wasn’t me getting older, it was a heavier bag.

The morning ended with us having sandwiches at a local place
that advertises breakfast all day. The service wasn’t the best,
the food wasn’t the greatest, but we walked out smiling anyway.
And when we got home we danced in the car to music on the
radio.

So enjoy our Tuesday, we won’t get another one until next
week. Now I go in search of a pizza that wants to have dinner
with me.
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Strange sights

March 19, 2017

Sunday is winding down and before we know it Monday will be
here again. It could be worse. While out taking pictures I ran
across a cardinal who was having a bad hair day.

He was watching the other birds getting in line for the bird
feeder and I couldn’t tell if the wind was causing his problems
or if he was just that mad.

The mate of the cardinal didn’t look too happy, but the
smaller birds had a secret weapon. They posted a lookout in the
gutter to let them know when bigger birds were coming.

It’s not raining daffodils yet, but they are coming up. One
bud looked like something out of a 60s science fiction movie.
Almost likes it belongs on an alien spaceship from someplace
far away.

And the strange stuff just came coming today. I saw a bird
that looked like it couldn’t have a brain because of the shape
of the head. After uploading the picture, it didn’t look any
better to my untrained eyes.

So we’ll just say good night and hope you have a great Sunday
night. It’s all we have left of the weekend. Now I worked up an
appetite and know where a pizza if waiting to meet me for
dinner.
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Racists? Really?

March 15, 2017

The Stand Your Ground bill has passed to the Iowa House and
the anti-gun group is going to need a safe space. During the
public speaking speaking segment in our capitol, activists were
vocal. They claim gun owners will shoot people in the street,
their children will be shot because they’re the black kids who
wear hoodies, and worse.

Some have even gone so far as to call Stand Your Ground a
modern day lynching bill. And they are welcome to their opinion
on the subject. One comment, however, sticks in my craw. No
name was given to the person who made the comment that
offends me but they said the only people who want the Stand
Your Ground are ‘white, redneck, racists.’

Merriam-Webster describes a redneck as: a white member of the
Southern rural laboring class.

I will not apologize for being born white, or the fact that
I am a redneck. I AM offended being called a ‘racist’. I don’t
have a racist bone in my body, I don’t hate anyone, and
I don’t know any racists personally. That would make you the
racist.

About 10% of the population of Iowa are concealed carry permit
holders now. We went through this when Iowa changed from may
issue to shall issue. When that bill was being discussed the
same people protested and stated that we would have blood
running in our streets if it passed.

You brought the whole dog and pony show to the Capital, and
when it passed, nothing happened. If you feel safe without a
firearm, that is your right. You do not have the right to try
and take mine away or tell me how I can use it.

Enjoy the rest of our Wednesday. We won’t have another one
until next week. And now, I hear a herd of tacos calling to
me. I may just have to have a dozen or so.
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Thoughts on the weather

March 14, 2017

For a change it was fun watching the local morning news today
as they stumbled over commenting how everyone was surprised
that the weather forecast was so far off. The talking heads
that give their opinion said the snow is done during last
nights broadcast and I woke up to an additional inch of fluffy
white love from above covering everything that had been swept,
shoveled, or had melted yesterday.

A person can listen to news broadcast of the day locally but
as sure as God made little green apples the weather is going to
do whatever it wants. Evidently the people who do these
programs forget the weather doesn’t watch their channel.

Warnings were given about possible black ice later when the
sun goes down and the temperatures drop back to single digits.
At first I think, “how dumb do they think we are?’ Then I
remember the amusing times watching people trying to get their
cars up the hill out front. For a reason I could never figure
out some of these drivers seem to think flooring the gas pedal
will get them up the hill.

When I went over to Dads this morning a broom was thrown in
the trunk so I could sweep his sidewalks, porches, and the
driveway. When finished I went in for chat and we talked about
2 cylinder John Deere tractors. Of course he had to throw in
that they used have to walk six miles, uphill, through snow
drifts taller than they were to get to school.

So all in all, it has been a great day here on the east coast
of Iowa. Our thoughts are with those in the northeast who may
get hit with a couple feet of snow and high winds. Enjoy the
rest of our Tuesday.
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Odds and ends

March 13, 2017

Well we got 7 inches of white fluffy love from above here on
the east coast of Iowa and I don’t think the birds enjoy it as
much as I do. Didn’t even bother firing up the snowblower
either. This was a strange snow as grassy areas got the full 7
inches while roads and sidewalks ended up with about 3.

Since I live in Iowa again this question doesn’t pop up much
but it sure did in my traveling days. It never failed when I
was out of state and somebody asked me where I was from they’d
immediately ask if I knew their friend who used to live here. I
don’t even know everybody in town let alone in the state.

And I was having a great Sunday until the wife reminded me it
was Monday. No, a smart phone wouldn’t help. I’ll keep my flip
phone. Life just seems simpler that way.

Watching the local news one of the stars of the program was
talking about how great ethanol is and why it’s good for us
too. Of course our state is for it, we grow corn! I just
couldn’t believe they got away with broadcasting that many bold
face lies.

Yesterday this flock of geese appeared to be following the
jetliner west. It had me wondering if they didn’t know where
they were going or just thought it was mama. Wish the picture
was better but I couldn’t zoom in closer and keep both in the
shot.

Finally, the wife and I have been having a discussion over who
snores. She claims I do yet when I wake her up so she can get
ready for work the windows are rattling. I can now say the
answer is at hand and should be in mailbox shortly. See below
for my solution to the problem.

Enjoy your Monday or whatever day you think it is. Since I had
beer batter cod and french fries for lunch, supper will involve
a toasted pizza with all the toppings I can fit on top.
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