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Rising Up

March 26, 2016

It has been some time since the blog has been updated but doesn’t mean nothing is happening.

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Quite the opposite! We have tomatoes, tomatillos, peppers,  herbs and more. Blackberries and raspberries,  rhubarb and other tasty things are growing.  Ducks and Pharoah quail are in residence.

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Our trial share customers just received a small first drop of greens and edible flowers. The spring events are underway and we’re signed up for the county farmer’s market.   A year ago we had trials pending we didn’t know of. We’ll be sharing memories of that and looking forward to a bigger 2016.

Easter is a time of renewal.  For Christians it celebrates an empty tomb and Jesus triumph over death, being a sacrifice for our sins. SlowMoneyFarm  has been blessed and is not going away.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Merry Christmas 2015

December 24, 2015

Silent night. Holy night. All is calm. All is bright.

It is a quiet but blessed Christmas this year.  Since June it’s been a trial. Loss in the storm and since has been difficult.

Blessings have been many. While it’s been a  case of uncertainty and not being able to give much for Christmas there is much good in the world.

Christmas lists change as one passes through life. It starts with wanting half of the old wish books parents dreaded. Then getting more practical then wanting to give to others. Then sometimes  the realization that we can’t out give God.

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Then there’s the impossible to us gifts.  Paying off bills or wishing a child or relative or friend would be cured of medical issues or one more holiday with loved ones no longer here. Phone calls are more precious. Sometimes the gift is in the giving which is the answer to a prayer of not being alone. Sometimes all is calm depends on us.

Sleep in Heavenly peace. Thank you to so many who have helped this year. Merry Christmas to those near and far.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Food Stamps and Choices

December 12, 2015

For some time I have heard negative things about the lazy money suckling leaches on the food stamp system.  Living the high life on steak and lobster.  I am not sure where that is, but I admit to shamefully having a cell phone.

Most who know us know it’s been a tough year. Some have stood with us, cried and sweated with us, marveled at attitudes and discussed what is needed or not needed. That’s easy to do from the outside and a difference of opinion.  In June when a storm changed much, a setback was an understatement. tmp_9143-20151124_170015-552741758

Picking up the pieces has not been easy. Asking for help…not easy. Asking again…resent doing it. Losses…many this year.  Income is in the extreme poverty definition.  Shall I hang my head now?

 

Last month with a little pushing I swallowed the last bit of pride and applied for food stamps. Perhaps someone reading this will sit smugly in judgment.  Perhaps ignoring the many offers of things for sale and wanting to work where there is none. So the windfall arrived this week, and am grateful for it. The food budget is a whopping  $100 per month.

 

That is breakfast, lunch and dinner and snacks for two people for a month. It’s not going to be steak…probably not a lot of beef unless I find burger on sale. I see that 99 cents to $1.50 pork, potatoes,  rice, homemade things. I see bargain hunting and taking advantage of  $5 off $25 that most folks throw away. I see soup and crackers for some lunches. Connor likes Ramen so some meals stretch with that. Grilled cheese or peanut butter sandwich or other stretchers are normal anyway.

 

Some people will undoubtedly resent that $100. Assume money is being squandered somehow and resent for the first time in 8 years we have television. For the first time ever a smart phone to connect with those not nearby. Forgive handwashed clothes as there isn’t a washer here. Yet. We have electricity,  hand drawn water,  wood heat  (thankfully not much needed this year yet.).

 

We aren’t partying on the help food stamps provides.  I don’t resent those with new cars, vacations and expansive Christmas displays. The truck is sidelined so no Christmas parades this year. The Christmas list is pitiful to some.

But we’ve found what we can do without and leading that is prying into managing other people’s lives as it’s enough to deal with this one. Simple things are sometimes good things.

For those who resent our watching a movie or tv show, or discussing not really needing a pantry or should do <whatever > different I am blessed to have the peace of mind to know what I want is possible even in the humbling times this year.

Sometimes the biggest negative times are eye opening.  This too shall pass.  Who will be there when it does?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Happy Thanksgiving

November 26, 2015

It has been a year of blessings as well as trials. Although there are many who will be out shopping on Black Friday,  we will not be.  We have had much to be thankful for including tree removal, firewood, roof repair,  power and so many small things that most overlook. We had a stove to cook a meal. We have a roof over our heads. I’m not sure if there will be much material for Christmas but there is so much more. Good neighbors are priceless and community near and far is valued beyond an electronic device many fight over.  Happy Thanksgiving to those near and far.  tmp_24118-20151120_165308-1449386585.jpgtmp_24118-20151124_170142-285424345 20150704_125955

My Field Is Not Your Playground

September 7, 2015

So worth sharing. On many levels people don’t understand, big or small.

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To begin, this is not my field.  Or my father’s field.  Or my neighbor’s.  But it could be and has been in the past.

Last year, during harvest while driving the grain cart, my father-in-law came over a rise in one field and found a car.  It was determined by police that the driver and friends took a ride down the fence line and struck out into our field where they got hung up on a low-spot and killed the engine.  The group must have walked back to the road and caught a ride or stumbled home. Unfortunately, this is not an unusual occurrence.

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Two Months Of Changes

August 11, 2015

It’s been a difficult summer with storms and loss. Our project  is going ok but limited with time and heat and money. Stop by our GoFundMe if you can, as it gets worse possibly with more roof repair than anticipated.

One Month In

July 9, 2015

20150704_125955One month ago tonight the damage was new. Those facing major upheaval know the numbness of the first few hours and days.

Progress is slow but is progress.

Bella was in this crate.

Bella was in this crate.

Special items have been found – photos and books. Items my dad made were pulled from the rubble as well as photos of my mom. A few salt and pepper shakers from her collection have been found but most not yet.

Bella gets second chance

Bella gets second chance

The crate Bella was in is out. We have a roof and basic power and phone. So many things we really take for granted.

Taffy,  feared crushed by the tree, was found unharmed in the kitchen in a crate she never goes in.

A grateful heart especially for those who have contributed and helped in other ways. Good neighbors are priceless and

Kitty seems no worse for wear in the aftermath. Still loves her space, now at the office.

Kitty seems no worse for wear in the aftermath. Still loves her space, now at the office.

we have some of the best.  So much is still ahead but in time things change.

Not my ideal but fast shelter for the rabbits. Some grazing pens are in place too.

Not my ideal but fast shelter for the rabbits. Some grazing pens are in place too.

Six feet dwarfed by one of the tree roots. Two are down

Six feet dwarfed by one of the tree roots. Two are down

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