Tuesday, October 28, 2008

More goat pics (for mom)

Steadfast with Telly and her babies... Toby & Tulip

Telly. She's a really, really, really neat goat.
Very friendly. A people goat.

Tulip (L) and Toby (R)

My birthday post for Joanne. :)

Yes, I had a lovely birthday, thank you. :) The goats were my birthday gift from Steadfast, along with 25 red roses. We went to Bob Evans for dinner. Bob Evans is an Ohio chain kind of like IHOP only a little bit better quality, in my humble opinion, and they have more choices. We almost had our favorite waitress, Amy, but they put another person on our table. She came by to chat afterwards, though, and that was nice. :) Jane gave me three rosewood crochet hooks that are ornately carved and just beautiful. They are part of a new line of rosewood crochet hooks & knitting needles at Hobby Lobby. Elizabeth gave me a large basket that is big enough to use as a small laundry basket or a large knitting basket. Mary gave me a smaller basket that would hold a nice loaf of bread. Catherine gave me a nice big candle that smells of apricot and spices. Lydia gave me a crochet book on afghans. Fanny & Bronwyn each gave me a coffee cup... one red, one blue. I may post a pic later. :)
Steadfast with Lydia, Catherine, and our goats.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Remnants of an October Afternoon

I have to say the last two weeks of October are probably my favorite time of year. Not just because I get to have a birthday, then, either. I was born on a hot blustery day in southern California where autumn colors were rare. How much I enjoy the gift of these changing seasons!
Today we went to church, had lunch, put the babies down for their naps, and thus begun a blissful afternoon. I walked out to the pasture to see if Steadfast needed a hand with the new fence, or the new "bitty barn" (who's inhabitants will arrive in time for my birthday next weekend), and he said, no, he was just puttering around enjoying his afternoon at home after three weeks of travels.
And so I walked back, with an indignant Toast at my feet. We humans can be such a handful to keep track of, you know. And halfway through the path in the woods I was greeted by Elizabeth toting a phone that had my dear mom on the other end. I sat on the bench on the lawn (which affords the view above) and had a short chat with my mom & dad who were birthday shopping for Fanny.
After I hung up, I sat for a bit and enjoyed the view. Toast and Croissant lazing about in the sun on the front steps. The chickens scratching through the fallen leaves. The scent of smoke wafting from somewhere distant, carrying a whiff of hot dogs with it.
I went into the house to start our daily bread, set a pot of coffee, and grab one of my favorite authors, Gladys Taber, to return to the bench outside. I do love Mrs Taber's work, who penned these words in 1937, in The Book of Stillmeadow:
"The special gift of frosty gold days comes now; time to lay down the household tasks and shut the door on routine. For every October, when I see the trees over the meadow, I think, "I shall not look upon her like again." And every October is different, strange with new beauty."
And these:
"I wonder how much we ever really enjoy anything we have put no personal effort into. If we wove cloth, for instance, we should remember the long bright days of spinning, and the air and sun; and the sound of the wheel would all be in it, the songs we sang, the food we ate that time, what everybody said, how the puppy ran away with the wool. A whole warp and woof of memory would be there forever. But now a piece of cloth means only how tired my feet were and how hard it was to get waited on in the store."
And there's a hysterical story about two grown women chasing a baby pig for 40 minutes flying around a barn like windmills. If you have this book at your library, I highly recommend it. Even better, find a copy for your own to keep. It's written month by month about the adventures in a seventeenth-century Connecticut farmhouse in the 1930s. I love to look up the month I'm in when I'm out on the garden bench with a cup of coffee or glass of iced tea. :)

Saturday, October 18, 2008

Thursday, October 09, 2008

"Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower."
- Albert Camus

Friday, October 03, 2008

Going back to Hoover Days

Here we go again... the Bailout Rescue Plan repeats history...

October 1929....
If the Federal Reserve had an inflationist attitude during the boom, it was just as ready to try to cure the depression by inflating further. It stepped in immediately to expand credit and bolster shaky financial positions. In an act unprecedented in its history, the Federal Reserve moved in during the week of the crash-the final week of October-and in that brief period added almost $300 million to the reserves of the nation's banks. During that week, the Federal Reserve doubled its holdings of government securities, adding over $150 million to reserves, and it discounted about $200 million more for member banks. Instead of going through a healthy and rapid liquidation of unsound positions, the economy was fated to be continually bolstered by governmental measures that could only prolong its diseased state.

-- America's Great Depression, Murray Rothbard

What kind of Micky Mouse operation is this?

For anyone who is interested, there is a timeline of the Great Depression here: America's Great Depression Timeline

Thursday, October 02, 2008

The things I read....

Not Yours To Give - Col. David Crockett, US Representative from Tennessee