Friday, June 27, 2014

Kasey and Clayton

I finished the last of repairs on the tractor in this TIGHT space.
This was supposed to go on the end of the parts above.
 snapped off never to be seen again!!
I showed my parts guy this picture...
saying I need this...
He replied "oh - a jesus clip"

I said that's not exactly the word I used as it flew by my head!!!
It was a nice break to attend the AGM for Community Futures
 The Happy Nun in Forget,Sk last night!!

It actually turned out to be a decent evening to sit on the patio...
where I tried a strawberry beer!!
It was surprisingly good!!

The entertainment for the evening was Kacy(17) and Clayton(19).
They are cousins from the Wood Mountain area who sing old time music.

Clayton can really make that guitar sing as well as has a great voice
Kacy has a very soft haunting voice.

They made a great duo!!!
Listen to them by clicking HERE 
I loved their little suitcase full of cds.

Wouldn't that be charming all decoupaged up??
Have a good weekend!!
Hope the sun in shining somewhere this weekend!

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Bring it on, Summer!!

With all these grey days and rain,
I really would like to be doing this...
But instead I have been working on the haybine and tractors.
One of these days we can start haying!!

This has been my working area as of late...
Dirt and Oil DO NOT mix !

I am no mechanic...let's get that straight!!!
My local Partsguy is so patient with me when I bring him pictures like this
Saying I need this line...

and this hose....

that goes in this hole...
I don't know what things are called...
just know when oil is pouring out where it shouldn't be!!
I have been talking to myself when tackling these jobs thinking
 'You eat a lion one bite at a time'
Got that green lion tamed!!
Isn't it nice of Dawson to oversee me from the cab??
 Jaxon's growth chart is finished...
My Cathedral Ceilings quilt took 2nd at the fair for Wallhangings...


I am nearly finished this weekender bag......



The fabric is called Antique Seeds by Blue Hills.
Now can someone send some haying weather our way, please!!!
I want to pack this bag and go on a vacation!!

Friday, June 20, 2014

Sad Times

On Father's Day, Arnold and I headed to Macoun,Sk 
Justin and Eric Van Den Hurk were racing their newly constructed contraption
 in the Bed Races for Macoun Hall Fund raiser.

On the way, we got a call about a plane crash 2 miles from Justin's house.
I haven't felt much like blogging this week
Father's Day was a sad day.
Not for my family
 for my friend, Charlene and her family.
Her son, Brad was flying his father, Phil to a Father's Day breakfast in Lampman,Sk
when they ran into fog and tried to turn around to go home.
They never made it.
Such a sad day.
Charlene is doing incredibly well considering the circumstances.
I can't imagine mourning a son AND a husband.
We lost a daughter 24 years ago.
That was hard enough.
Friends and family have been incredibly supportive.
Loads of food, toilet paper, tissues and drinks have arrived to feed the troops.
Our guild is doing all we can think of to help her through this difficult time
 cleaning her house, bringing food and taking calls whenever she needs to talk.
The sun will shine again.
Happiness will return.
Till then we can only be there for her.
Charlene sent this photo of the double rainbows she saw last night.
I like to think it's Phil and Brad reaching out.
You can read more about this unfortunate tragedy HERE
Charlene is a strong woman and will get through this.

Friday, June 13, 2014

Ahhh.... a Rain Day.....

I had a chance to stop in on the Heart and Hands Guild from  Estevan, Sk yesterday.
They are some of my most dedicated readers.
They were busy putting binding on the last project till Fall.
I had a chance to see their raffle quilt which is just like this one Irene Roy made SIX times!!
I am going to have to get some tickets on this one!!
 They wondered what I have been doing since I haven't posted as often lately
The week started with not ONE but TWO rescue missions...
A kitten fell down between 2 studs in the barn wall
 was stuck there meowing like a crazed cat...
Aren't phones great?
 This is how I could see down the hole assess the situation....
Yup....Kitty in need of help!!

Next day.... REPEAT but of course has to be the next stud over...
Can't be where we already had to put a hole in the wall!!

These were Welding glove kittens!
You need good hand protection from the sparks that fly
they have never been touched or have seen people.
Speaking of sparks....
I was lucky not to see any while wiring up a hot tub.
Thanks to Glen, the texting electrician....I couldn't have done it with out him!!

We both live another day without being electrocuted!!

Maryann gave us her old hot tub
after some was ready to be filled!!
Farm water is not that 'spa' like so the quest for great water began..
My sister asked how do you get that much water home??
Like this.....
Step one- Load 1000 gallon tank...

Step 2- Swing by mom's beautiful place...

to pick up trusty assistant, namely MOM
(someone has to hold the hose.... right, mom?)

Off to the Water Treatment Plant for an adventure...


Step 3 - Fill Tank

Step 4 - Drive home safely...This is alot of water and COULD start swaying.
All was good TILL mom SCREAMED
I nearly hit the ditch from panic!!
 A caterpillar was crawling up her leg.
Mom has a bug phobia.
My sisters and I are lucky to be here
the near fatal drives with mom involving a grasshopper and a bee.
TWO separate occasions...
where our lives flashed before us
we tried to get the insects out of the car while mom was driving!!
After gaining control of the truck again, we laughed so hard nearly peeing our pants!!
Step 5- Fill Tub

Step 6- Let it warm up!!

Step 7- Hop in!!
It was sooo worth all the trials and tribulations!!
I also got started on a growth chart for Jaxon.

Chantel filled her inflatable raft and made Jaxon a hot tub of his own! 
Can you believe he will be one on July 3???

He is just about walking!!

I am ahead of myself on this project!!
So that was my week...
(in short hand)
and Miss Van de Woestyne...
 Mom didn't have to ride home wet(almost) from our water expedition!!



Sunday, June 8, 2014

An International Quilting Day

I was off to Crosby, North Dakota
 to show a new group how to do Cathedral Ceilings
These were my kind of sewers...
These girls were fast

It was right to work...

2 hours later we had snack mats as samples!!

It was an international event all round...
They showed me their exchange blocks with the Estevan Guild....

I thought I recognized some of this handy work...

Joice Begg's hummingbirds....

Shirley Pederson's bleeding heart....

Thanks to Tamra and Leona of Pleasant Pheasant Fabrics
 the girls for inviting me.
On the way home.....
I have seen this sign for 29 years
 always wondered what it represented...
It is just before you cross into Canada.
After a little research.....
  It was the Trail from Texas to the north that cowboys used to move their cattle to market.
It has been there since 1934!!

The End of the Lost Trail1967 News Item
The End of the Lost Trail
LOST TRAIL. . . Tourists and natives alike have paused in curiosity for many years to look at this unusual sign at the Ambrose Border Station on highway 42, and county librarian Ruth Ralph and Vince Gilloley of Phoenix, who formerly manned the border station, have uncovered some of the interesting history behind the sign that marks the “End of the Lost Trail”.
History buffs are aware of the significance of the old Chisholm Trail, which marked the path for hundreds of cattle drives from old Mexico and Texas to Abilene, Kansas.
Ranching in much of the north moved upward from Abilene, and many of the cattle that first stocked the badlands and rugged plains of the Dakotas were driven up from Texas.
In 1934 an Elk City, Oklahoma, rancher decided to mark the old Chisholm trail with attractive signs, all the way from Texas to Abilene, and on thru the northern branch to the Canadian border. For his last sign he added the appropriate words, “The End of the Lost Trail”. Like the rest of the signs the one at Ambrose also says “Going up the Texas Chisholm Trail, 1867”.
This sign is the only known remaining marker in the Dakotas. Standing beside it is Warren Norman, who took care of the sign when it had to be removed for recent highway construction, repainted and refinished it, and had it erected again.
This item originally appeared in a local newspaper in 1967.

From the collection of Randi Knutson.
I always thought it referred to the fact that when you cross the border into Canada

The road turns from pavement
 a nightmare TRAIL where you can get LOST in the potholes.
Quite an embarrassment when that is the 'welcome' we give to the people
 who come to visit from United States.
I think we need to move that sign up into Saskatchewan!!