thank you

a while back my Mother passed from this world...she was preceeded by my Father, a man I truly loved and respected.....earlier this week it was noted that Mother had been gone from this world for a year as we count it....somehow it seems to me that she has never been gone.......while my Father and Mother were removed from me by over a 1000 miles, I lived with them every day.....still do for that matter....what I miss the most is the sound of their voices....the reassuring words of their experiences....I still remember my Father's words when I asked how to deal with a period my then 2 year old son was going through....
"Son, they haven't written that book yet." while it didn't help me worth a damn at that time, it made more sense as time passed....today I understand what he meant..
one of my brothers made a comment about placing flowers on the spot where their earthly remains have been placed....my Mother always encouraged me to send her a plant rather than flowers....seemed she preferred a plant over flowers as the plant would always resurrect itself every spring rather die every winter....
so in my Mother's honor I encourage every one of us put a plant into the ground...something that we can nurture, feed, and enjoy as it grows to help support our life....it was a little thing that she did every day to help us remember to....

CELEBRATE LIFE........

and what to do with this...

you know how it is....sometimes you see something and you just know there is something there....you know it's there....you know what it is....but you are just not sure what to do with it.....or how to do it....so you sit and you think....and you sit and you think....and you sit and fall asleep.....then it comes to you ....I've got it!!!!!!!!....then the alarm goes off and you wake up and can't remember what it was you were going to do with it....or as my Father was known to do, you see something and you know that there is a need for this item, so you bring it home and put in on a shelf.....later, sometimes weeks, sometimes years, you come across a need for this item and you know you have it, you remember bringing it home, you remember seeing it in a store last week and thinking you might one day need something like this, but you didn't buy it because you knew you had one at home....you even remembered bringing it home and where you put it....you even remember seeing it a while back and moving to a new location because you knew that you would need this item and didn't want to forget where you put it....but now that you need it you can't find it....it's not where you think you put it....then you remember that you moved it to a spot that would be better so it wouldn't be lost when you needed it.....but it is not there.....I ran across the following a while back, and like my Father, knew there was something here....not sure where it was going or when it was getting there...then thought of the bus and the horesefarmer and the longroof....I still think they got it.....so it's your's for the taking...have fun and enjoy the time spent with it.....

newspaper headlines like these remind us to .......

Celebrate Life......

studless owners and studs

back sooner than I thought I would be.....
just finished reading Sara's blog about her mare and unwanted attention....
brought back memories from Haven Lee Farms... Sara's problem is one that every animal owner has faced for generations....and every owner has handled for the same time....while I am not (thankfully) faced with the same issues as Sara, the manner in which she resolves them will speak volumes about her stewardship of her charges....good luck there kid....
back in the early 1970's Bob Lee was in a similiar quandry....he came into possession of a registered Missouri Foxtrotter mare....this mare had been sent to a stud farm with high hopes for an ideal drop....as expected, this mare was got to by an unregistered stallion from unclear lines....the mare came to us pregnant so the colt could be delivered with no records kept....June 1, 1970 the mared dropped a blazing white colt....it stormed so bad that night that everyone stayed inside and just waited until daylight to venture out to survey the damage....that colt became one of the best pets you could wish for....his dam was a beautiful buckskin and his sire was pitch black....but he had the most spectacular palamino color imagineable....he turned snow white in the cold months and then back to a suntanned palamino in the warm months....I grew up with that animal and knew him better than most of the people in my life then....he got into a lot of trouble as a young stallion.....jumped fences to fight the stallion from the next hill west of us.....really BAD injury from a wire fence that wouldn't keep him contained....the beautiful fillys and colts he sired.....the comfort and pleasure of a long ride on a gaited horse.....like riding in a rocking chair was the best description of a Foxtrotter's gait.....sorry about that...got lost in a memory....but what ever Sara does I hope it works out for her.....see, I hope to visit her ranchette this summer and see her stock.....just another reason to ......

CELEBRATE LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Glad to be back

after what seems to be an eternity, I have finally returned to these pages....seems the 67% of the time I spend on the web finally caught up with my laptop and it crashed.....and it crashed hard....no amount of spyware, anti-virus, spamware, or any of the other stuff I don't understand could fix it.....so thankfully, DELL sells for less if you look hard enough and, I'm back.......still got some time ahead of me figuring out what program does what and how to get there, but so far I have spent the better part of my free time trying to catch up, damn we are busy people...lot's of happenings since I last visited.....the bus and I went partners on a parts vehicle, then didn't....that works out best I think....he got a couple of parts for less than face value, I got a couple of parts the same, the longroof made a couple of bucks, and I didn't loose too much in the process....gotta a couple more items to sell that I hope will break even....but another chapter....
went with the kid last weekend to a WWII battle re-enactment that his history professor participates in.....every aspect of the event is authentic to the era and it was pretty neat....vehicles included...these guys do everything period correct, even down to no showers for three days prior for the visual physical effect of the soldiers.....they camped out in authentic tents and even cooked over a fire and ate k-rations.....not so sure I'd be that far into it, but they do a wonderful job of explaining everything to the couple of hundred people gathered around.....saw a fully restored 1942 MB.. the owner and restorer was a retired Navy guy.....submariner who wanted to stay 'high and dry' from now on.....the MB was very well done, but as the kid said as he missed a couple of shifts, "Dad, this guy can't drive worth a damn." I guessed it was the foot traffic that caused the mis cues, but the kid was right.....should have stuck with automatics.....made me feel sorry for the gears.....made me realize that my new old jeep needs attention....gotta a guy lined up this weekend to repair the tool box and weld it into place.....then the correct seat frames...then off to the paint booth.....oh wait..gotta replace the brake lines to the front cylinders first.....got replacements, just not the time......gotta find that now that the time last longer.....along with fishing, softball, yard care, pt, wt, damn, it's dark again.....pretty much the same as all....
so many things that warrant sharing have happened since last visit that I can't remember them all.....funniest (or best) was cruising the beach last weekend with the kid.....not only did I forget about spring break....I forgot the kid is sixteen and a half.....loong sloow safari drive down and back up the beach.....felt like the longroof....6 miles in an hour and a half....of course it is hard to tell him that his mother came to these very beaches in her youth for the same reason these kids were here now.....but damn he has good eye sight.....I think maybe that explains why my neck hurts so bad.....another reason to .............

CELEBRATE LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!