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Thursday, 05 November 2009
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Shades of Morning.
Wednesday, 04 November 2009
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It feels like I'm living in another country. Amish country.
But it sure is beautiful
Thursday, 15 October 2009
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Today we took a drive in Amish country....
The day started out rainy and drear and continued that way till evening. It was the perfect kind of day to spend with my husband. The corn and bean fields all around us were brown and ready to be harvested, but no tractor would be able to get into the fields with this kind of weather. The rain had been soaking the ground for weeks and there seemed to be no end in sight. Fall was usually dusty in this part of Kentucky, but this year ponds were forming where rich crops once grew. We passed farm after farm with harvest equipment setting still and silent in front of empty barns, waiting for the sun and wind to dry out the drenched and heavy countryside.We passed pastures full of lazily grazing cattle, and fields with beautiful strong Belgium horses waiting for the farmer to call them for labor. Two Amish girls on scooters dropped their eyes as we passed each other on the narrow road. They must have been young teachers coming from a small, now quiet schoolhouse nearby. Their brightly colored bandannas contrasted sharply with their plain, drab clothes and the dull landscape.As we went on I noticed 3 sawmills on one road and a fourth not far from them. Men were staying under shelter trying to stay warm and dry. We crossed the railroad tracks in the small town of Trenton and saw a train waiting as it was being filled with grain from the mill. A young man stood atop on car watching as each one filled and then moved on to the next.We passed a slow moving red tractor and turned down the road to Paul Graber's farm. We stopped to look where a buggy shed had stood less then one week earlier. Paul had built a fire early that fateful chilly fall morning. He left for the day not knowing that the sawdust under the stove would catch fire, burning it to the ground. Friends, family and firemen could save only the buggies and the surrounding buildings.The tractor we had just seen was pulling in the driveway behind us. A middle aged Amish man dressed in dark blue broad fall pants and a matching homemade coat climbed down and came over to our truck. His unkept red beard and straw hat completed the rough look of a farmer. It was uncle Johnny Troyer. We talked about the weather, the cattle, the fire, church and God. Country folk have all the time in the world to welcome a friend.A few minutes later two young boys came walking towards us. They where replicas of uncle Johnny. The same blue pants, blue shirt, homemade coat, and straw hat. They were cousins and year and a half apart in age, but they could have been taken for twins. They were very curious and giddy. A ride back to their farm in our truck made their day and they tried to sound grownup as they talked about things they knew little about.On to the next farm to talk to a farmer about hunting in his timber this winter. Two small boys poked their heads out the barn door and stared at me in the truck. They disappeared back inside for a few minutes then peaked again. I waved as we drove away and the youngest one grinned. Someday maybe I will feel comfortable talking to the little ones. Maybe some day I will learn to speak their language and understand their culture.We headed home in the rain and I thought about the day. I had enjoyed every bit of it. Being with my husband most of all, and being able to see how other people live. People just like me. They may look different and live different, but the same God in heaven loves them and died for them. They have feeling and opinions. Joys and sorrows. God has sent me here to bring them His love. The love He offers to them, and everyone, without conditions and without requirements.
Thursday, 10 September 2009
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The Buggy Ride
Wednesday, 09 September 2009
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Update
We are still in KY and are taking it pretty easy this week. It rained so hard Monday and Tuesday that it is too wet to go logging. So Pete has not had the work he thought he would this week. He's been talking to some other ppl about work too, so when logging is slow like this he will still have work. I'm excited to have my job interview tomorrow at the Sears Portrait Studio. I can hardly believe that is happening so fast. I hope I get the job. It's seasonal from Oct to Jan for christmas but they said they keep a few employees that are really good. I don't have much doubt that I'll get to stay on with them after the holidays.We are staying at Pete's Amish grandparents this week while we're in KY. They have been so sweet to us. It's so beautiful and peaceful at their farm. His Grandma takes great pride in her flower beds and gardens. I got a tractor ride from his uncle this morning and I'll get a buggy ride before the week is over too. =) His grandma is a great cook and his grandpa loves to tease. I was kinda scared before we came but now I'm glad we decided to stay with them. One evening while we were eating an amazing pork chop supper in such quaintness, the phone rang and shattered the silence. It is so strange that they have a phone and electric light in such an 18th century atmosphere.We are headed home on Friday. Pete has about 1-2 weeks of lawn care work to do when we get home. He has a buyer for his business and we need to wrap up a few things and then by the end of Sept we plan to pack up and move very thing to KY for good. I'm slowly getting more and more excited about it and God has been giving me allot of grace, as well as doing allot of work in my heart through it all.
Saturday, 29 August 2009
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Where is a home?
For now, the pictures I'm going to post is 'HOME'. I'd be happy to keep it this way! But it seems God has other plans. It looks like Kentucky will be HOME' ' before I know it. Pete's lawncare business has slowed to a crawl and he has 2 uncles in KY that offered him a great paying job cutting timber. Along with the job opportunity, it seems as though our Father is directing our step that way. It's been a hard change for me to proses. I love it here with his family. I'm learning to know the area finally. We have great friends at an awesome church. And I just got a job as a hostess that suits me better then any job I've ever been at! But our Father says: I know the plans I have for you, Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, Plans to give you a hope and a future. So, I'm claiming that promise, I'm placing my security in Him and not a place or the ppl around me. And I'm choosing to walk in faith and with confidence. So the question remains, Where is a 'HOME'? I believe home represents REST. If our spirit is at rest in the Father, our changing surroundings will not disrupt our home. I have not by any means mastered this art. It is something I'm being taught how to live in.
Sunday, 09 August 2009
Saturday, 25 July 2009
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Random Pictures
This is a house that Pete & I clean and take care of the yard work. Some day maybe we'll own one like this!!
My handsome Boss
Mama went with us one day on a job to help paint the deck furniture.
A house we take care of by the lake
The "boat house"
Neighbor's vacation house... Maybe we'll get to take care of that one too.
4th if July lights
Sunset on the lake where we were working
Friday, 26 June 2009
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It's been a busy week. Temps have been in the 90's almost every day. The heat just saps me of my energy. On Thursday we had a huge mulch job to do along with the regular Thurs jobs that we have to get done. Thankfully Pete got 2 of his brothers and a friend to help us out. We started at 9:30am and didn't head home till 7pm. We were hot and tired but well pleased with everything we got done. The guys were a huge life saver! Next week we have to go back and finish but we did get 2 of the 4 trailer loads of mulch spread.
Here's the crew:
Pete, The Boss Man
Rusty, Thanks for helpin us for the day man!
Floyd, all tuckered out!
Jo, very hot, and blowing off the drive way....time to go home.
Some people don't know what a grass yard is I guess!
I take care of this lady's gardens every week. This week I planted flowers for her.
I asked to have off work today and stayed home to do laundry and work in the garden. Our nieghbor lady said I can have all the green beans I want from her garden so that's what I did in the A/C while Pete and Floyd did all the mowing jobs today.
I feel so proud of myself! =) Hopefully I'll be getting some corn in my freezer this year too.
Monday, 15 June 2009
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Pictures From My Week In PA
Thanks so much Raych and Jim for having me up for the week. You're the BEST!
We spent allot of time in the kitchen. Raych makes the best food ever!
We got our hair done together I got to spend time with Martha Rose
Spent Saturday afternoon at the pool. Got a good burn and some great pictures!!
Ruby Dear! Thanks so much for coming the whole way from VA to see me! I love you girl!
Got to see beautiful Bethany,
..... and play with Josie the spoiled K-9.
Sunday was a blast getting to hang out with Ruby, Fred, Raych and their husbands. In the evening we took a pickup ride through the Juniata hills.
Tuesday night Mel and Glen came over for supper. Decklin is such a cutie pie!
Spent an evening with my dear friends Carolyn ad Adele. I love you girls!!
By wednesday I was so ready to go home and be with my hubby. My last flight into NC was delayed almost 2 hours due to bad weather. When I finally got off and met Pete at the air port it was well worth the wait!! We went to Sagebrush for supper then he took me home. When I came into the house I saw rose petals on the floor leading a path to the bedroom. The bed was covered with petals and candles were burning. A vase with 13 was waiting for me. Sigh, there's no place like home!
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Thursday, 05 November 2009
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Shades of Morning.
Wednesday, 04 November 2009
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It feels like I'm living in another country. Amish country.
But it sure is beautiful
Thursday, 15 October 2009
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Today we took a drive in Amish country....
The day started out rainy and drear and continued that way till evening. It was the perfect kind of day to spend with my husband. The corn and bean fields all around us were brown and ready to be harvested, but no tractor would be able to get into the fields with this kind of weather. The rain had been soaking the ground for weeks and there seemed to be no end in sight. Fall was usually dusty in this part of Kentucky, but this year ponds were forming where rich crops once grew. We passed farm after farm with harvest equipment setting still and silent in front of empty barns, waiting for the sun and wind to dry out the drenched and heavy countryside.We passed pastures full of lazily grazing cattle, and fields with beautiful strong Belgium horses waiting for the farmer to call them for labor. Two Amish girls on scooters dropped their eyes as we passed each other on the narrow road. They must have been young teachers coming from a small, now quiet schoolhouse nearby. Their brightly colored bandannas contrasted sharply with their plain, drab clothes and the dull landscape.As we went on I noticed 3 sawmills on one road and a fourth not far from them. Men were staying under shelter trying to stay warm and dry. We crossed the railroad tracks in the small town of Trenton and saw a train waiting as it was being filled with grain from the mill. A young man stood atop on car watching as each one filled and then moved on to the next.We passed a slow moving red tractor and turned down the road to Paul Graber's farm. We stopped to look where a buggy shed had stood less then one week earlier. Paul had built a fire early that fateful chilly fall morning. He left for the day not knowing that the sawdust under the stove would catch fire, burning it to the ground. Friends, family and firemen could save only the buggies and the surrounding buildings.The tractor we had just seen was pulling in the driveway behind us. A middle aged Amish man dressed in dark blue broad fall pants and a matching homemade coat climbed down and came over to our truck. His unkept red beard and straw hat completed the rough look of a farmer. It was uncle Johnny Troyer. We talked about the weather, the cattle, the fire, church and God. Country folk have all the time in the world to welcome a friend.A few minutes later two young boys came walking towards us. They where replicas of uncle Johnny. The same blue pants, blue shirt, homemade coat, and straw hat. They were cousins and year and a half apart in age, but they could have been taken for twins. They were very curious and giddy. A ride back to their farm in our truck made their day and they tried to sound grownup as they talked about things they knew little about.On to the next farm to talk to a farmer about hunting in his timber this winter. Two small boys poked their heads out the barn door and stared at me in the truck. They disappeared back inside for a few minutes then peaked again. I waved as we drove away and the youngest one grinned. Someday maybe I will feel comfortable talking to the little ones. Maybe some day I will learn to speak their language and understand their culture.We headed home in the rain and I thought about the day. I had enjoyed every bit of it. Being with my husband most of all, and being able to see how other people live. People just like me. They may look different and live different, but the same God in heaven loves them and died for them. They have feeling and opinions. Joys and sorrows. God has sent me here to bring them His love. The love He offers to them, and everyone, without conditions and without requirements.
Thursday, 10 September 2009
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The Buggy Ride
Wednesday, 09 September 2009
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Update
We are still in KY and are taking it pretty easy this week. It rained so hard Monday and Tuesday that it is too wet to go logging. So Pete has not had the work he thought he would this week. He's been talking to some other ppl about work too, so when logging is slow like this he will still have work. I'm excited to have my job interview tomorrow at the Sears Portrait Studio. I can hardly believe that is happening so fast. I hope I get the job. It's seasonal from Oct to Jan for christmas but they said they keep a few employees that are really good. I don't have much doubt that I'll get to stay on with them after the holidays.We are staying at Pete's Amish grandparents this week while we're in KY. They have been so sweet to us. It's so beautiful and peaceful at their farm. His Grandma takes great pride in her flower beds and gardens. I got a tractor ride from his uncle this morning and I'll get a buggy ride before the week is over too. =) His grandma is a great cook and his grandpa loves to tease. I was kinda scared before we came but now I'm glad we decided to stay with them. One evening while we were eating an amazing pork chop supper in such quaintness, the phone rang and shattered the silence. It is so strange that they have a phone and electric light in such an 18th century atmosphere.We are headed home on Friday. Pete has about 1-2 weeks of lawn care work to do when we get home. He has a buyer for his business and we need to wrap up a few things and then by the end of Sept we plan to pack up and move very thing to KY for good. I'm slowly getting more and more excited about it and God has been giving me allot of grace, as well as doing allot of work in my heart through it all.
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I'm married to the most wonerful husband! I work as a cook in an assisted living community, but my real passion is photography. I love the simple things in life and Jesus Christ is the center of my world.
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