Wordless Wednesday – Rain

Rain. That’s the story around here. And quickly behind that is flooding.

My husband always says that we’re only one rain away from a drought…I guess the same is true for flooding. And unfortunately, that story is the same in many areas of the country.

But here’s some pics that I took anyway:

When it's muddy and you're bored and your wagon needs a side, make do with the materials you have on hand...right?

 

 

Clearly, it's raining. Picture taken through the shop window.

 

 

Little wet tractors - picture taken with shop door part-way down.

 

 

Another shot off the bottom of the shop door.

 

 

Trees appreciate the rain. Although this storm in the background produced a tornado shortly after this shot was taken. Thankfully it was already north of us. And no one was injured.

 

 

Loved the slow drip of the rain off the fence...even if we didn't need the moisture.

 

 

My poor little begonia - I didn't realize this pot didn't have a drain hole. Poor thing was drowning!

 

For those in dry areas, I will pray that our extra moisture heads your way. And for those that are flooding and losing your homes, your farms, your land and your livelihood, I will also pray for you! May the weather straighten out soon!

Simple Rhubarb Cake Recipe

Alrighty, folks…here it is, my first actual recipe post! (I did these flowers for Mother’s Day, but it was more of a craft than a recipe.)

Since I’ll be teaming up with Gooseberry Patch Cookbooks and The Real Farmwives of America and Friends, I better get my apron on and get to practicing my skills, so that some poor soul doesn’t end up following me into kitchen chaos!

My first recipe will be a super simple rhubarb cake. Here are the ingredients:

3 cups rhubarb, cut into 1/4 inch pieces

1 cup sugar

1 yellow box cake mix

1 pt. whipping cream (heavy cream)

9 X 13 pan

Yeah, simple, right??? Thought I should start out easy.

Here’s my rhubarb –

I picked 10 stalks, but only used 5 to get 3 cups of rhubarb.

 

 

My ingredients...all lined up! Super simple!

 

 

After you wash and cut up the rhubarb, pour the cup of sugar over the rhubarb and set it aside. (It will help draw the juices out of the rhubarb and make it sweeter!)

3 cups of rhubarb, 1 cup of sugar = yummy!!!

 

 

Then, make your cake mix according to the instructions on the box.

Yellow cake...all mixed up!

 

 

Then, simply sprinkle your rhubarb mixture over the top of the cake. Pour the cream over the top of that. And bake at 375 for 45-50 minutes.

Top off the cake mix with the rhubarb mix.

 

 

Next, pour the whipping cream over the top of it all.

 

 

Bake at 375 for 45-50 minutes...and voila!

 

 

Must have been good, 'cuz my taste tester had to have a whole row!

 

I will warn you, the bottom does end up pudding-like. To serve it all pretty and nice, you would have to serve it upside down somehow. But for now, I’m not at all concerned about presentation, just that it comes out of the oven actually looking like it’s supposed to! Big score for me!

Next I may try something that requires more scratch than box…we’ll see how adventurous I get.

Any suggestions???

Super summer Saturday

Well, we finally did it. We managed to have a real family day. Spent doing nothing but family stuff. Well, except that morning. Mark had to rotate the tires on the suburban, but that was it. We hit the road.

We spent a wonderful day at our niece and nephew’s birthday party. And we had a blast!

There was a pinata…

George decided he wanted a turn!

 

 

And then there was an attempt at getting a family picture…

Scooter, 7; EJ, 4; George, 2; and Big Bro, soon-to-be 9!

 

 

And then there was playing…lots and lots of playing!

The water table was a big, big hit!

 

 

EJ had to concentrate hard on his plans.

 

 

Little hands at work.

 

 

Some rare Daddy play time!

 

And then, as we were getting ready to leave, the idea came up that we take a drive to see the historic Garrison Dam (it’s releasing water for the first time since it was built!). It was a little bit of a jaunt, but it added to our special day…and we had special guests with us too! (Uncle Bryan and his little angel joined us for the drive…although mostly just napping for the little ones!)

It was an amazing sight to see!

Garrison Dam - releasing water

 

 

And then, when we hit Bismarck on our way home, this lovely little storm added some excitement to our journey…

I kept having flashbacks from the movie, "Independence Day."

 

 

Yeah, it was definitely kinda creepy!

 

On our way home, we stopped and visited a college-friend of Mark’s and had a great visit…plus I was able to pick up some 4-H pointers! Score for me!!! The kids played well, even with it being on the late side. Although I had to make sure that EJ didn’t take home any extra tractors! It was great to spend a normal day, much like many other families.

On the farm, that doesn’t happen nearly often enough!

Family Drive

On Friday night, after a few rain showers, we decided to take the family for our version of a “family drive.” Actually, we were checking the cows in the pasture, but the boys loved the adventure!

We brought with our trusty sidekicks:

Our new puppy, Maggie, and our old foster-dog, Junior.

 

 

The scenery was beautiful.

 

And the cows LOVED getting their mineral and lick tubs!

Yummy!

 

 

Mmmmm...a treat, just for us!

 

And when we went to check on the heifer pasture, they were all hams for the camera! Apparently even our young cows like their 15 minutes of fame!

Ooh, does someone have a camera?

 

 

On a count of three...CHEESE!

 

 

And we saw some wildlife, too! Although, they’re more of nuisance than anything.

Gophers...destructive little buggers.

 

It was a great trip. And we ended with supper and ice cream at the local drive-in. Who could ask for a better Friday?

Farm update – corn planting

I realized that my posts lately have been heavy on family and emotions, and light on farm and facts! So here goes a great Friday post!

Check out this video on our no-till corn planting (only 45 seconds, won’t kill ya to watch it!):

And now here are some pics of that same corn…growing!

All our little corn plants, growing in a row!

 

 

Planted a little later than liked, but looking good! Happy corn makes for happy cows makes for happy Boss Man!

 

 

Yes, the corn appears to be a little on the weedy side right now, but thanks to the never-ending rain, there’s not much that can be done about it at this time. It’s raining as we speak…and I took some cool pics, but you’ll have to wait for my Wordless Wednesday post on those! 🙂 Now you have a reason to come back…

See you soon!

Wordless Wednesday – Crazy Week

It’s been one of those weeks…and to top it off, we got a puppy! We have 300 acres planted and many more to go. I finally got the garden planted, but the wind has taken care of some of it. Life has been interesting, that’s for sure. Now softball and VBS tonight, more VBS tomorrow night and perhaps a quiet weekend at home. Whew! I can’t wait!

EJ decided to keep the puppy company on her first night.

 

The puppy whined when in the kennel, so EJ decided she should sleep on his batman pillow.

 

Road trips and cameras...need I say more?

 

And we ask Scooter once again...where are your glasses???

 

EJ loves trips in the van, doesn't matter where we go!

 

George has really packed on the pounds the last few months...we have been so blessed!!!

Progression of farm work

Well, Boss Man hasn’t been very happy lately. We have received enough rain to delay planting yet again. Every shower we get, the chance of being able to get into the fields prior to deadline is getting smaller and smaller, which means changing the game plan.

These were a few of the shots that I took while he was able to plant with his “new” corn planter. We spent many, many hours working on this (yep, even me!) and we just wish we could use it a bit more! 🙂

Enjoy your beautiful weekend!

It takes equipment of ALL sizes to farm!

 

Corn is being planted...finally.

 
 
 

Thanks to GPS, the marker arms aren't needed. The tractor uses satellite signal to drive a straight line.

 

How to Spend 10 Years Married to a Farmer

1) Be patient – When he tells you to pick him up at the Lone Tree Quarter and you go to the quarter of land that has the only tree on it and he tells you that he meant the quarter of land that had one tree on it when his grandfather was farming…well, that’s just how farmers think.

2) Be flexible – When he says that he’ll be in the house in 20 minutes for supper and you get everything ready and then two hours later he walks in the door saying that some salesman had stopped and that he didn’t buy anything, but time just got away from him…well, maybe he should be the flexible one. That way he can duck when you throw the plate at him.

3) Be willing to laugh – When he comes in the house, mad that he can’t find the nuts/bolts/tools/whatever he had taken apart and had set “right there” in the shop and he needs an extra set of eyes and then when you go to help you realize that your 3-year-old had “helped” Dad by putting all the parts in the handle of the floor jack…well, that’s just plain funny. Even if he doesn’t think so. At least not right away.

4) Be willing to change your view of norm – Walking into church 10 minutes early, enjoying the prelude music and visiting with a few people is no longer a normal part of life. Walking into church 10 minutes late, realizing your 4-year-old is still wearing his “rubby” boots and wondering if anyone else notices the smell of cow in the air, is.

5) Remember that he relates to new situations by connecting them to ones he knows – For instance, when you’re having a child and the doctor says he may need to assist in the delivery and he says something like, “But where do you hook the chains?” Well, he’s just trying to relate. Or if your children are born weighing in at 9 pounds 6 ounces, 10 pounds 9 ounces, 9 pounds 2 ounces and 9 pounds 13 ounces, and he calls the Select Sires rep to try to figure out what his Calving Ease score would be, but isn’t feeling too bad because he’s not breeding heifers any more anyway…well, he’s just trying to relate.

6) Throw out the calendar – Yes, it may be your anniversary, your birthday, Thanksgiving, what have you may…but since the weather is perfect for ______ (fill in blank) you may need to celebrate tomorrow or next week…or maybe three shindigs in one. Happy Anni-birth-giving!

7) Keep your temper – When he calls at noon, as you’re feeding four children, giving one a bath after eating, preparing a Sunday school lesson, trying to get some laundry done, washing dishes, breaking up a food fight and trying to find the wild cat that someone let in the house and he asks you if you’re “doing anything” – well, just count to ten…slowly…then backwards. Breathe. It’s OK.

8) Remember that cows and children are different…sometimes  – When he comes in the house covered in manure from head to toe, yet the smell of baby poop makes him gag…well, isn’t that just sweet?

9) Be willing to love – Love whatever life throws at you…and with a farmer it will be a lot. Take each new challenge and turn it into something fun and memorable. You can’t change the weather, the conditions, the fields, so you may as well look at it with a light heart.

10) Thank God for each day – I know I do. It’s not always easy, and it’s not always light-

My farmer - AKA Boss Man.

My farmer – AKA Boss Man.

hearted, but even the tough times can be good learning experiences. I’m sure Boss Man has tons of quirky things that I do that drive him nuts, but we’ve made it 10 years now…and that’s gotta count for something.

Here’s to the next 10 – hope my guardian angel can keep up!

Wordless Wednesday – The Mind of a 4-year-old

I needed to have a photo of myself yesterday for my new column that will run in the Aberdeen American News. The problem was that I had no one to take the picture…or at least, no one older than 4! Here was his handy work (don’t worry, I finally got one!):

Just about worked, if only centered a little better!

 

Not quite.

 

Something seems to be missing...

 

Well, I do like reading, but...

 

The window did give good lighting, but I'm not there...

 

Oh, almost!!!

 

I'm not sitting in the chair, either...

 

No, but at least your socks are clean...

 

Really close view of sock. Maybe I should just call Dad?

Losing the farm

No, we’re not losing our farm…and I hope we never have to face that kind of hardship, but unfortunately I know too many that have.

As I read headlines and articles regarding the devastating flooding in the south, I can’t help but think of those to the north of us. Although Louisiana, Missouri and other southern states are undergoing some drastic water issues right now, those in the Devils Lake area have been fighting these same types of issues for years. The only difference has been timing.

I wonder which would be easier…watching your hard work disappear in the blink of an eye, knowing that there is nothing you can do about it, or watching slowly, year after year, as the water creeps steadily closer? Knowing that there are answers and resources available to stop (or at least slow down) the advancement of the water, but not be able to access those resources? Knowing that local, state and federal government is well aware of what’s happening, people come and tour your devastation, and yet nothing is done.

How would that feel?

Would it be better to lose your farmland in a flash of water? A wave that washes over your land, wiping it clean like a slate, but then having the opportunity to reclaim and rebuild what you once had? Or watch as the water claims the land that you once farmed, lived on, called home…knowing that you may never be able to return to it again?

Unfortunately, both are realities. And not only are the landowners and the farmers the losers in this battle. Each and every one of us has a stake and are hurt when farmland is lost.

As the world’s population continues to grow, those involved in farming and acres available to farm are on a decline. Losing thousands of acres to flooding isn’t going to help matters any.

Hopefully the water will recede quickly in the south, and we’ll be able to reclaim some of that fertile ground. But the answer for those in the Devils Lake area seems to be further off…and the longer it takes, the more we’ll ALL be hurting.

It may not seem like much now, but it’s a pain we should ALL be sharing in…and ALL be trying to find a solution.