Author Archives: Lanny
Dirt Is A Turkey
Oh dear, and a cranky one too. For now he has rolled over, turned his back on me and dismissed our daughters to their room. Bet asked why he was upset. And he said rather flatly, “Because, your mother is going to turn this into a blog and call me a turkey.” “Oh, good night … Continue reading
Closer to Done
The living room portion of our little house is the original 1890’s log home of Sam Sorenson the original homesteader of the farm we rent. The outside of the living room, note the flat sided log construction. When we found out within a year or two of living here that the original homesteader was a … Continue reading
Way Too Much Fun In The Pool
It hit nintey-four degrees today, so the pool is just what the mommies (and daughters) ordered. The house got a good tidying before we left, but leave we did! The plants looked pathetic when we drove out even though they were watered quite well and late in the day yesterday. It was a good thing … Continue reading
Last Evening’s Sheep Grazing
A tired sheep shearer, sheep dealer, sheep driver, takes a nap with his sheep safely in their pen. Bet with Janie and some reading material for our family evening out back with the sheep. Do you see our Anna across the pond? She has been inspired by the Olympics. Up the hill she comes. She’s … Continue reading
Another Sheep Herding Ride
They’re headed home by the resident sheep herders. Another great sheep herding ride. But not on horse back today. Come on, get going. Ah, a little self portrait, why do they never seem to turn out. Hi Bet! Hi Anna! Moving the sheep from the back sixty to the front twenty takes them through a … Continue reading
It’s The Dirt II
You know you have it okay when… Dirt and I were at the store a while back, together. A rare occurrence, I usually go during mid morning if the girls realize they are about to run out of something and Daddy rode his motorsickle to work. Or if I am making repairs and can’t wait … Continue reading
The Big Truck
The big green truck was here at eight this morning. I love Mike’s big green truck. When I opened the door to put the check and list of phone numbers of the buyers in on the seat I get a wave of nostalgia. The inside of his truck reminds me of my dad’s fuel oil … Continue reading
An Incident In A Day In The Life Of Anna
Umm, tomorrow is not a day for vegans on the farm. Mike Erickson is coming in his big truck and this years lamb crop is leaving in it in a very altered state. One lamb is staying. And what is rather humorous, (sorry can’t help it, I break promises like that all the time, besides … Continue reading
What The Heck?
Okay, are you listening to George Noory tonight? My husband is sound asleep but I know if I try to turn off the radio he will just roll over in his sleep and turn it right back on. Katherine Albrecht is something else, man she is sure worried. I guess every generation needs a good … Continue reading
HMMMM
I get the feeling that my sense of humor isn’t so stinking funny to the rest of my world right now, so I guess it may really be a case of heat stroke not a funny bone. So I am going to take the girls in to Rebecca’s for a swim, because the pond is … Continue reading
