This blog is simply the story about my little life
with my sweet family that the Lord has blessed me with
and the day in, day out things that we do.
It basically is my online diary/photo album of our life.
I'm glad you're here!

Thursday, January 28, 2016

Cutting firewood

Early one January morning, Eric, his father and I headed up into the mountains to cut firewood. It was a cold and wet morning.
We arranged to meet our son, Cameron, and his wife, Megan, at a school and they were going to follow us up into the mountains. While we were waiting we saw two eagles circling around. I always get so excited when I see eagles because it's rare to see them and they are so majestic!
We drove and drove until we got into the woods.
My husband is a timber faller and this is a unit he was working on. He has a key to the gate.
We drove to the top of the mountain and it was breathtaking!
Cameron and Megan were right behind us.
Grandpa Jim is teasing Cameron and Megan saying how he almost couldn't make it because he had a broken leg.
The rain stopped when we got up there!
They are such a cute couple!
When the loggers logged the unit, they set aside logs that were not up to the mill's standards and the guys can use them for firewood. Eric first measured and marked them off.
Then he cut them into big chunks.
Then Cameron split the log pieces into firewood with a maul. I am so amazed by his strength!
Jim, Megan and I stacked the wood in the back of the truck, we have a long way to go!
It's hard work, but we made it fun.
It's very hard work for Cameron. He had the toughest job, but he did amazing.
We finally filled our truck!
I'd say it's time for a coffee break!
I love this picture of my husband and father-in-law.
It reminds me of these old pictures of my father, his brother and their father when they got a big load of firewood back in 1964.
Now it's time to fill Cameron and Megan's truck. We are all happy that the bed is much smaller!
We were so happy that the rain held off while we worked!
My 80 year old father-in-law amazes me with how strong and agile he is!
We spoke too soon, right as we were finishing Cameron and Megan's truck, it started raining!
Then it started storming and we witnessed the most AMAZING thing! The wind blew through at 80 miles an hour and it rushed through the little valley below us where the tree line is. All the sudden we heard the loudest crack and I thought it was lightening. I got scared. My husband said, nope, it's not lightening, the wind blew a tree over! Then all the sudden we heard crack, crack, crack and we saw about a dozen trees blow over. It was truly amazing! My husband has worked in the woods for over 30 years and he has only witnessed this a couple of times. I feel that it was a beautiful gift from God!
Praise God we were all done getting our firewood and we jumped in our rigs and raced down the mountain. It was like a war zone with trees blowing all around us and branches falling down. At one point there was a log in the road and Cameron got out and moved it. I was thankful we got out of there safe!
Then we came home and unloaded it all in our barn. It will stay in this pile to dry and then in the summer we will move it all into our woodshed.

I am so thankful that we have the ability to get firewood and that we had such a fun day getting it!

"Let the fields be jubilant, and everything in them; let all the trees of the forest sing for joy." Psalm 96:12

Friday, January 22, 2016

Thistle Creek Cottage....

Welcome to my little she-shed, she-shack, mom-cave. I named it Thistle Creek Cottage and I love it!
My husband made it for me last spring. Please click here to read all about that. In a nutshell, I asked for basically a lean-to to hold my front porch decorations and he made me this 12x16 shop and he painted it yellow and added the brick to match the house. I think it turned out so darling!
The last time I blogged about it, it was still empty, but finally in the summer I had a chance to move in.
It was a lot of work moving all my junk from the 2nd little outbuilding that we have in our backyard. It's always hard to go through stuff and organize it, but it feels so good! It always feels good to throw things out too!
I finally got done and this is the finished product! My grandson calls it the "little house". :)
We don't have an attic, so this is where I am storing old junk that I'm not using, but also don't want to throw out. I have been inundated with special treasures from my parents home. My Dad was a collector and his garage and shop were full of really neat things. He gave me the cool old violin case and there's actually a violin inside. It was my grandfather's, but it was in bad repair. My father started restoring it, but never finished. Maybe some day I'll finish what he started.
I found the very old wire spool  and the old corn cobs at my Dad's as well. The other items were garage sale finds.
I put this little basket with a pillow in it for my kitties to sleep in when they come to visit.
It's so nice to have this big counter to do projects on as well as the little work table with chairs.
I placed my collection of black floral trays on the lower shelf. I am hoping to use them inside the house when we remodel the kitchen (some day).
I filled these crates with treasures from my father's collection.
I've had this pop crate since I was in high school.
This shelf was my mother's.
My Daddy collected pocketknives. These are a few of them.
He had a bunch of jars filled with odds and ends. I salvaged a couple of them.
So many cool things!
This is a photo of my Grandfather Harry.
Some of my father's old tools. I love the wood handles.
Oil cans from my Dad's.
Some antique bottles in the north window.
Some colorful dollar store bottles in the south window.
My Daddy collected antique bottles and he would go up to the woods and actually dig around old homestead sites to find them. My sisters and all divided them up. I kept my favorite ones inside my house.
I found all these old red spice containers at a garage sale. Some of the boxes are tin and some are cardboard. The cute little glass containers were hanging in my mother's kitchen for 40 years!
An assortment of nails.
Here's an old light fixture and antique light bulb my father found on one of his digs.
The molly toggle can was painted by my Grandpa Irving and he used it in his shop.
I have all of my crafty items out here along with paints. I was thrilled when my sisters said that I could have the antique clock that was always hanging in my Daddy's garage. I also have their old radio, which I listen to every time I'm out there!
On the north wall I have two big sets of shelving. On the right I have more spare decorating things that would go in an attic if I had one. On the left I have bins filled with my seasonal front porch decorations.
I hung my seasonal wreaths on the west wall behind the door.
I put together a little display honoring my father with an old pair of his jeans, an old plaid flannel shirt, an old hat, his old thermos and hard hat, a log book from when he drove truck and other small things. The lunch pail is not his, but he had one very similar to it when I was a tiny girl.
On this shelf I put an old toaster and a couple of old coffee pots.
It took me a little while to come up with the perfect name and finally I came up with Thistle Creek Cottage.
I even have a newspaper box!
And my own mailbox!
Hopefully someday I'll start receiving sweet letters from this little guy and all my future grand kids!
I love my cute little donkey and cart flower box that I have sitting out front.
I love my little cottage and I've used it quite a bit already. It's so nice to have a place to store my things and to work on projects. 

"The Lord your God is with you,
the Mighty Warrior who saves.
He will take great delight in you;
in his love he will no longer rebuke you,
but will rejoice over you with singing."
Zephaniah 3:17
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