0 comments Posted by GeorgAnna at 10:01 AM

MAY REUNION BAKER OREGON JULY 2009

We took a tour of our old house, where my folks lived for 52 years . It felt SO small! to have raised 7 kids in. It will always be "Grandma May's" house.

Mark heading down the
cellar. Narrow stairs,
scary as ever.

This is the living room now. What a change!

This used to be my Dad's office, with his big roll top desk. Now it is filled with a grand piano. The new owner plays at the Methodist church. A very nice lady to let us all go tromping through.




 

0 comments Posted by GeorgAnna at 12:59 PM

I don't know what happened to the first half of August, but it's past and gone. I was going to blog about the May reunion, but my photos got moved, and I can't get to them right now. So I'll tell you about the company we had this week .


One morning we woke to find 9 BIG cows in our pasture. Well, actually 3 of them were not that big, but we've never dealt with cows before. David said, "Don't worry, they won't get out."
Before long I looked out and there they went, starting out the side gate where Ivan drives in to mow our hay (we forgot that gate was down) so David jumped on his motorcycle and managed to round them up, but two made a left turn and got into the orchard.

On the motorcycle again into the orchard, they reluctantly went back where they belonged, but they wanted to stay by the apple tree. We tried to find the owner, called here and there and finally we learned they had come down from way up on the hill, where they had been pastured. They are logging up there, and probably left open a gate. So the owners were notified.

Next morning, they still hadn't come. I looked out the window, and three of them were in the back yard, grazing around, having a nice morning. Dee and I managed to get them back in. One place in the fence was wide, so we had tied a ladder there, and the cows had managed to push up on the ladder on one side, just enough to slip under.

It wasn't until noon that day (36 hours of freedom) that the owner finally came. He rounded them up with his horse, and with the help of his family, they drove them back up the hill where they belonged. To tell the truth, he had a lot of trouble, because they DID NOT want to leave our nice fresh pasture. But in the end, we said, "No more cows visiting please"



We had to put CARLO down last week , our border collie, who was getting old.

He got in a fight with some other animal (David says might have been a cougar)
and got lots of injury. We'd had him since he was a pup, and we're missing him.
But we know he's young and running around in doggie heaven.
2nd death of the week
We have two cats, one named Black Cat and one named Grey Cat.
They were "drop offs" which happens often here in the country.
Grey is beautiful and well-mannered and house trained,
but I don't like inside cats. They never got along too well together.
So Black Cat had been here maybe 14 years and was old, and she
lived mostly in the attic or the shop where David keeps his drums.
Two nights ago, he went out and Black Cat had climbed inside his bass drum
on top of the sheep skin rug inside, and just
died in his sleep. Now Grey Cat is the only one left
and already she kind of mopes around.
Dee says he's never having another dog
We'll see.
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1 comments Posted by GeorgAnna at 11:54 AM

MY HANDSOME HUSBAND
LAST SUNDAY WHEN WE WERE
HEADING FOR CHURCH
DEE LOOKED SO GREAT
THAT I JUST HAD TO TAKE
HIS PICTURE
I AM SO GLAD THAT HE HAS
RECOVERED SO WELL FROM
THE SURGERY
I WOULD BE LOST WITHOUT HIM!

 

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