Nothing but iced the rest of the day—carport thermometer registering at 102. It exaggerates a bit due to its placement, but hot is hot. Summer trying to burn itself out before September gets here.
At any rate, this one runs a little too mild for my breakfast preferences, but is a great cold steeper. Only a bit of sharpness.
Writing children’s activities with a farm theme. (ashmanra, you’re my muse. Lots of chicken and egg games. :) Sad to think that we’re raising a crop of kids who don’t know the pleasant smell of fresh hay, who’ve actually plucked a tomato bug off the vine, or hung out at the livestock barn at the county fair.
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Put a string on a June bug and fly it around the yard. Wow, where’d that come from? Not sure I would even know what one looked like today. I grew up on a small farm, chickens, a few milk cows, a pig, a couple ponies. Weeding the garden, breaking beans, canning. Now everything comes in a white box with blue letters.
You haven’t lived until you’ve bottle fed a calf and (oh, the power!) driven a real tractor. (Doubt I could do either well these days.)
I used to ‘drive’ the tractor for our neighbors when they put up hay. I couldn’t reach the pedals. They set the speed control and I just guided. Not sure what would have happened if I suddenly needed to stop – it never came up! ha. The bigger guys would walk along side the wagon and throw the bales up to the neighbor lady who stacked them on the wagon. Afterwards we would swim in the creek. Memories.
Anyone ever work on a farm and get so dirty that you understand why the special snack was a pack of peanuts poured into a bottle of Coke? You needed the cold Coke because it was hot, the peanuts had enough protein to keep you going until supper, and pouring them in the Coke meant your filthy hands never had to touch your food. This was usually done when harvesting tobacco, but lots of people here still do this, including my kids!
I was afraid of my grandmother’s chickens when I was little, even the hens. Now I find them absolutely delightful and hysterical. Bossy caught a big cicada today and all the other hens chased her trying to take it! Last week, Buffy caught a small snake and had the same ordeal. I would love to hear about your chicken games, G!
I’d heard about the peanuts-and-coke thing but never had the pleasure personally.
Put a string on a June bug and fly it around the yard. Wow, where’d that come from? Not sure I would even know what one looked like today. I grew up on a small farm, chickens, a few milk cows, a pig, a couple ponies. Weeding the garden, breaking beans, canning. Now everything comes in a white box with blue letters.
You haven’t lived until you’ve bottle fed a calf and (oh, the power!) driven a real tractor. (Doubt I could do either well these days.)
I used to ‘drive’ the tractor for our neighbors when they put up hay. I couldn’t reach the pedals. They set the speed control and I just guided. Not sure what would have happened if I suddenly needed to stop – it never came up! ha. The bigger guys would walk along side the wagon and throw the bales up to the neighbor lady who stacked them on the wagon. Afterwards we would swim in the creek. Memories.
Anyone ever work on a farm and get so dirty that you understand why the special snack was a pack of peanuts poured into a bottle of Coke? You needed the cold Coke because it was hot, the peanuts had enough protein to keep you going until supper, and pouring them in the Coke meant your filthy hands never had to touch your food. This was usually done when harvesting tobacco, but lots of people here still do this, including my kids!
I was afraid of my grandmother’s chickens when I was little, even the hens. Now I find them absolutely delightful and hysterical. Bossy caught a big cicada today and all the other hens chased her trying to take it! Last week, Buffy caught a small snake and had the same ordeal. I would love to hear about your chicken games, G!
I’d heard about the peanuts-and-coke thing but never had the pleasure personally.