Blessed rain

It is raining here in southern Kentucky and it sounds so soothing to sit and listen to the sound of it falling. It is a perfect day to clean, which I have a full day ahead of me doing, because it is cloudy and I can't see all of the dust that I miss.

I stopped to take a picture of this little creek the other day but I can't decide if I like the vertical shot better or the horizontal one.

Which one do you like the best.

Glendale, Ky.

This was the Model T that hailed from Green County, Ky.

Just one of the crowd shots. Booths are lined up

everywhere as well as the people.

Aren't these jackets just adorable?

Here is the husband with out booth.

I just loved these old pots or old canners painted to look like

pumpkins. They were just so bright and cheerful looking.

The Amish are always there with their crafts.

Of course, you have to get some playtime in.

The third weekend of October always finds us in Glendale, Ky. set up at the Glendale Crossing Festival and this was the 30th show we have done this year. The crowd at this show never ceases to amaze me.

The weather was a little cool but other than that it was a great day. There was an Amish booth behind us that sold homemade doughnuts and I think I may have gained 10 pounds that day from eating her doughnuts.

At this festival you will find a little bit of eveything, from antiques to crafts, to wonderful food. It's a great place to visit and if you didn't get to make it this year maybe you can next year. I am sure you won't be disappointed.

Wise words to live by

"An elder Cherokee was teaching his grandchildren about life.

He said to them, 'a fight is going on inside me, it is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves.
One wolf is fear, anger, envy, greed, guilt, arrogance, self-pity, resentment, lies, false pride and ego.

The other stands for joy, peace, love, hope, sharing, humility, kindness, truth, faith and compassion.

This same fight is going on inside you and every other persoon too, he added. The grandchildren thought about it for a minute and asked 'Grandfather, which wolf will win?'

The elder simply replied, 'The one you feed.'"

Does the ugly in this world ever stop. No, but we certainly don't have to feed it.

Several things has happened around here this week and I have been truly been amazed to the point of gasping at how ugly some people can be. Hurtful words have been spewed, nasty tales have been told, and yet it all continues.

I read stories or watch on television about real problems some people in this world are having to deal with. The sickness of a child, loss of a parent, losing one's home or job, real problems yet others want to dwell on a drama that is going to yield no winners, just more accusations, more lies, more hurtful words that can never be taken back.

I will never understand why people want to hurt other people so much.

I guess the gnashing of teeth is just part of life and always will be.

Pointing the finger, continuing to throw vindictive words out for the wind to carry or worse putting them in print, is certainly not accomplishing anything in this world.

But it won't never stop, will it?

There are still good people left in this world

I just want to tell everyone that despite what you may have come to believe about mankind there are still decent and caring people left in this world.

This point was driven home to me once again a couple of weeks ago in Metropolis, Ill. You know, the home of Superman.

After Mark and I had finished our craft show in Grand Rivers two weeks ago we drove up to Metropolis to spend the night.

We drove into Metropolis the next morning to look around a bit, then stopped at a fast food store to get some gas. As we went to pull out of the parking lot we realized we weren't going anywhere, we had a flat tire that not even a can of fix a flat was going to fix.

So, we unload all of that stuff out of that trunk to get to the spare when we should discover that little cubby hole holding that spare and jack was full of water. Don't ask either one of us where the water came from, or how long it had been there because we don't know.

Needless to say, the jack was rusted beyond use. Now, here we are in Metropolis, Ill. on a Sunday morning with a flat and no jack. The little doughnut spare is usable but we had serious doubts about driving all the way back home on that little spare.

During all of this worry and concentration on how to deal with this problem this man pulls up and inquires as to what is wrong. We go through our dilemna with him when he tells us he will go home and get a jack. While he is gone, another man pulls up, asks us the same question and tells us he will be back in a few minutes.

Man number one shows up with the jack and man number two shows up with a practically new tire. Mark asks him how much he wants for the tire and he replies nothing. Can you believe that, in this day and time someone just shows up with a tire and gives it to you? We thanked him endlessly and told us not to think a thing about it.

Now we have a tire, but need to find a place to get the tire put on a rim. We decided that our little spare should at least make it to Paducah where we could surely find a tire store or a Super Wal Mart open.

At this time, the man with the jack, Keith, makes a phone call to his friend who owns a garage. Much to our surpise the guy agrees to open his shop, put the tire on a rim and put it on the car for us.

Talk about guardian angels.

We follow Keith to the shop, John puts the tire on the rim, and gets ready to put it on the car when he feels a pin hole on the side wall of the tire. Ouch.

But our luck hadn't run out yet. John checked and he had a used tire that would fit our car. So, he takes the other tire off of the rim, puts his tire on the rim and then puts it on our car. The amazing thing about this though is that he did all of this for only $35.

By now our mouths are falling to the ground with wonderment at the kindness of these people and thanking the heavens above for these men who were willing to lend a helping hand to two strangers from Kentucky. Talking about going the extra mile, those three men certainly exceeded any expectations we had of finding help with our problem.

There are still good people left in this world, and there are those who are always willing to lend that helping hand to others. Believe me, we realized how lucky we were that day and will be forever grateful to Keith, John and the man with the tire. I just know secretly one of them had a big S on their chest.

Busy week ahead

It's going to be a busy and full week around the old homestead this week.

My daughter has reached a point in her life where she is finding it necessary to move back home with her two little munchkins, pictured to the left, and I guess that little old border collie will be coming along also.

She is attending college full time and her getting that college degree is a very high priority on my list. Life as a single mother is rough at best, I know, been there and done that.

I will never understand men who can just walk off and leave their precious children behind, and just leave the mother and kids to deal with it the best they can. But it is his loss, that is all I can really say about it.

So, we are having to clear out two bedrooms (and this is only a three bedroom house), clean out closets, relocate furniture, and trying to make it child proof. It has been a long time since I have heard the pitter patter of little feet so it is going to take some adjusting to once again.

If any of you have an extra prayer this week, send one up for all of us, I think we are going to need it.

Have a great day.

Mission Impossible

I discovered something today, a person cannot stop at Baskin and Robbins and get a double dip of Raspberry something and Pralines and Creme on a sugar cone and drive home, much less get through Bowling Green, without getting a drop of ice cream on you.

Just thought you would like to know. Experience is a good teacher.

I FINALLY finished it

I finally finished my Amish Roman Stripe quilt this week. I made this using the Eleanor Burns quilt in a day directions. Needless to say, I didn't get it done in a day, much less a week. But that has nothing to do with Ms. Burns directions, I just don't have enough focus to stand and cut strips all day. Me and a rotary cutter are not the best of friends.

Anyway, if any of you are in Glendale, Ky. this week for their big festival, my husband and I will be there with my homemade quilts for sale as well as his homemade ciders.

We will be set up next to True Kentucky which is behind Benny's Antique Barn. We don't use a tent so just look for the white haired woman (me) who will be sunburning and Mark will have his Retired Army hat on. We love for you to visit.

The two quilts on the top are ones I will also have at Glendale as well.