A nice weekend. Brian and Bobbi, James and Jessica came over to watch conference. We also had a fun trip to cut wood, even though there was a slight drizzle. So we brought our chicken picnic home to eat. Conference was really good! as always
In my garden are many flowers, perennials planted there.THE LITTLE BOY
by Helen E. Buckley
Once a little boy went to school
He was quite a little boy
And it was quite a big school
But when the little boy
found that he could go to his room
by walking right in from the door outside
He was happy. And the school did not seem
quite so big any more .
One morning,
when the little boy had been in school awhile
the teacher said:
"Today we are going to make a picture"
"Good!" thought the little boy.
He liked to make pictures.
He could make all kinds:
Lions and tigers, chickens and cows trains and boats
And then he took out his box of crayons
and began to draw.
But the teacher said: "Wait!It is not time to begin"
and she waited until everyone looked ready.
"Now" said the teacher,
"We are going to make flowers"
"Good!" thought the little boy.
He liked to make flowers,
and he began to make beautiful ones
with his pink and orange and blue crayons.
But the teacher said, "Wait
and I will show you how"
and she drew a flower on the blackboard.
It was red, with a green stem
"There" said the teacher. "Now you may begin"
The little boy looked at the teacher's flower
Then he looked at his own flower
He liked HIS flower better than the teacher's flower.
but he did not say this
He just turned his paper over and made a flower like the teacher's
It was red with a green stem
On another day when the little boy had opened
the door from outside all by himself, the teacher said:
"Today we are going to make something with clay"
"Good" thought the littleboy. He liked clay
He could make all kinds of things with clay
Snakes and snowmen, elephants and mice, cars and trucks
and he began to pull and pinch his ball of clay.
But the teacher said, "Wait! It's not time to begin!"
then theteacher said: "We are going to make a dish"
"Good!" thought the little boy, and he began to
make some that were all shapes and sizes.
But the teacher said, "Wait! and I will show you how"
And she showed everyone how to make one deep dish.
"There, Now you may begin"
The little boy looked at the teacher's dish, then his own.
He liked HIS dish better than theteacher's but he
did not say this.
Pretty soon the little boy learned to wait and to watch
and to make things like the teacher
and pretty soon he didn't make things
of his own anymore.
Now it happened that the little boy and his family
moved to another house, in another city
and the little boy went to another school
This school was even Bigger than the other one
and there was no door from the outside into his room
And the very first day he was there, the teacher said:
"Today we are going to make a picture"
"Good!" thought the little boy, and he waited
for the teacher to tell him what to do.
But the teacher didn't say anything.
She just walked around the room
When she came to the little boy she said,
"Don't you want to make a picture?"
"Yes" the little boy said
"What are we going to make?"
"I don't know until you make it"
"How shall I make it? asked the little boy
"Why any way and color you like" she said
"If everyone made the same picture,
and used the same colors
How would I know who made what,
and which was which "
"I don't know," said the little boy
and he began to make pink and orange
and blue flowers.
He liked his new school
Even if it didn't have a door.
Right in from the outside!
Labels: Poetry
PEAR HARVEST TIME
The month of September is come and almost gone, and we're glad. With almost 200 trees, mostly pears, some peach and apple, it's a big job to care for them all summer and then pick and sell them in the fall.
But if we work it right and get enough help,we will leave them for another year. Every year about July Dee threatens to cut them all down, but harvest time makes you realize that you are PREPARED.
With Linn, Keiko and David doing most of the work, and Dee and I "supervising" we are now ready to kick back and enjoy the winter with lots of reading and writing. Hooray! 

We've also had lots of colds, (no flu shots yet) which accounts for the lack of posts. But I'm repenting. So check back again.
Labels: HARVEST TIME
For people who like to be prepared for emergencies, a food supply is a necessity. Wheat being the staff of life, knowing how to make bread is vital. Even if you don't make it all the time, knowing how will give you great peace of mind

When bread got to be 3.00 a loaf, we decided it was time to start baking whole wheat bread again. So I thought I'd share my recipe with you. I made lots of bread when I had a houseful of kids, but when there were just two of us, we got a bread maker and used that. Now, back to making "real" bread.
We are using hard red wheat which is somewhere between 25 and 40 years old. Some has traveled from Oregon to Utah to Fresno and back to Oregon. Most was purchased for 10 cents a pound (today I saw in Emergency Essentials they have it in 46 lb. cans for 47 dollars) So, back to the recipe and a couple of hints.
4 cups warm water
1 cup oil
1 1/2 cups sugar
3 teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon salt
3 eggs
1 pkg. (2 1/2 teaspoons) yeast
12-14 cups flour
I use about 3 cups of white flour and the rest whole wheat. I like to add about 1/2 cup cracked wheat. After mixing, I let it double in size, then punch down and make four loaves, baked in well oiled pans.
Wheat handles better if you don't add flour when forming into loaves, just keep your hands moist with oil. Let loaves raise for a long time, maybe 1 1/2 hours or until nice and full in the pan.
Bake at 450 for 10 minutes, then turn heat back to 350 for 25 more minutes. BE CAREFUL, it's easy to eat both ends off a couple of warm loaves.
This bread freezes really well, in freezer bags. Enjoy! Your husband and kids will think you are wonderful!
Labels: RECIPE
When you count up Mark's 19, Ruth's 9, Karen's 4 and Grampa and Grandma, we had 34 around at one time or another. Somehow reunions that are unplanned just have a way of turning out good.
Vacations are mostly for eating and visiting and crashing and being together and loving each other.
The best part of being in Idaho Falls was seeing Jason prepare for his mission. We got to go to a session at the Idaho Falls Temple with him, Ruth, Danny and Karen. We cooked hot dogs in Karen's back yard, and had pizza and milk shakes at Mark's.




