Sunday, August 31, 2014

On That Golden Road



It must be a lunch club.


Those horses were just here, where did they go?

There have been lots of tomatoes around. I even sent some to a friend lonely for that fresh from Iowa taste. She had told me when her father was alive he often sent corn and tomatoes. That was all I needed to hear and I had some in the mail. This is a Brandywine variety that makes some real nice slicers. I'm actually getting tired of bacon, lettuce and tomato sandwiches. I have had tomatoes fixed many ways with each of my dinner meals for quite some time. Sometimes I feel I like to share them as much as I like to eat them. This will make a nice salad tonight with fried corn and fried chicken. I probably will cool down with some watermelon if I have room.










It is hard to get a close photo of those goldfinches. I laughed sitting yesterday listening to them and realized it sounded like my grandmothers canary. I could smell her kitchen,  often sitting at the table with a deck of cards not too far away. At night this would be the hub of activity with a variety of card games with my parents. We stood close, listening to the banter and hardly ever watching TV.

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Headed Over To The Mississippi River

 
I sat in the barn
Letting time pass me by
Good times, old times
New times flew
So quickly by.
 

Walking bridges like this one used to be all over the states. Often they connected across a major gorge created by a stream that bifurcated  a township. This swinging bridge has been in place in Columbus Junction, Iowa  for over one hundred years. It originally was built with barrel staves and has been rebuilt a few times. I had to grab the handrails when in the middle since it was swaying pretty good. I talked a friend, Bumpy Rhodes, to go on it a few years ago  to challenge her fear of heights. She didn't care for it very well, and refused to try it on this day. The dogs joined me, but they are fearless, or just follow me anywhere. It is real nice to be in the treetops, and I always stop when within thirty miles. On this day I was headed over to Clinton County to look over a few cabins at Rock Creek along the Great River Road. This area was under water until the last few weeks and full of families out to have fun camping along the Mississippi River. There is always a charm when I get close to this river. I was married on a tall bluff over looking it at Lansing and the minister was shocked when I showed up with a suit and tie, he thought I might be in my waders.
Going over and walking back

You know what was on my mind when I stood in this gift shop at the visitor center.
I need a boat like this. If any of you have one you should take me along or just give it to me.

These are real inexpensive. You  can see the water line on the supports.







Saturday, August 23, 2014

Back At The Farm

Chipping Sparrow

Now that is real nice


A lovely Bluebird
Watching from a tree
Making me smile
Out on the prairie.
 





I am seeing some change in colors around me. I laid awake early this morning watching and listening to a storm. A heat surge has came through creating these storms. Yesterday I was lounging in the water when a big thunder clap and lightening  sounded. I got out and showered , with the storm being over when I finished. I should have waited it out, but I did have things to do. Think I will brew some coffee today and go sit on my patio and watch nature paint the landscape before the sun comes up. All of my pets are in my bed so I got pushed out. I hate to spoil them, but a few don't care for the storms like I do. One cat lays close in hopes to have it's dish filled. It makes me feel so needed in this world. I'm afraid he will have to wait.


Friday, August 22, 2014

Good Weather For Camping



Babies on the run through the campground.






The rain smelled good approaching  all around me. I took off  my glasses and felt the mist on my face. It brought about happy thoughts and made me think about catching some on my tongue. The dogs cuddled under me wanting to stay dry. As a bunting sang out and I followed it's song to get a picture. Have you ever smelled something that reminded you of another time or experience? One morning I remembered San Francisco Bay, and the next early morning rain put me in the Canary Islands, short a few million banana trees. The buntings song brought me back out on the prairie, in a most beautiful campground. The rain let up and maybe was finished for the day, but I had fun reliving a few good moments of my life.




The river is still running high.
Cedar Waxwing

The rain starts up, waking me to listen. I lay and take in the patter and breath in the smell. It is nice to be in a tent when it storms,  there is a secure tranquility as long as one stays dry. The dog looks at me hoping I wasn't going to let them out, they can wait. I pull up a sheet and snuggle over onto my side. I fall back asleep to the steady cadence of a summer rain in peace, out on the prairie.