I have sat at this dear computer and hour and all I have got done is reading other blogs. I'm afraid that has happened too often lately, I read what the rest of the world is doing and by then I'm too tired to tell the world what I am doing. I'm almost ashamed to comment on other sites because, I always was long-winded but since I can't talk very much I find myself leaving looooooong comments. And some sites don't like me because try as I might I can't leave a comment, I keep getting all kinds of error messages, therefore some of my friends (like the one in Northern Idaho, never hear from me.) So much for my troubles...........
At last we have welcomed in Autumn. The mornings are cool and refreshing, the days are also cooler, which is most welcome in this lovely state where there have been record highs all summer plus Idaho got attention for having the most acres on fire at one time, as all of the western states together.
I've been sorting and sorting and sorting. Trying to size down. Can someone tell me how a person can throw away memories. I know I'm a pack rat, so I better consult Mrs. Darling on this one. Not that I will listen to her but, 
it would be kind of interesting to see what she would say.
Memories take me back to lovely times, because one don't generally save bad memories. Once in awhile I run across a token of a sad memory but not often. Speaking of tokens I found some tokens that were left over from depression days when most everything was rationed. I for one hope we never have to face that type of thing. I also ran across a ledger where my dad kept tract of what he spent. Once in while he would even spend 5 cents for a candy bar. It was probably bigger than what we pay 89 cents for today. He also spent 25 cents on a pair of shoes for me. He made me a crib when I was a baby, and there is record of 50 cents he spent on material for the crib. I think I'm going to keep most of the things in scrapbooks that I can.
I'm enjoying the help of my granddaughter for 3 weeks. I'm afraid I'm going to get spoiled. But I am enjoying while I have it.
On Friday morning, at 4:30, Pop left for Multnomah Falls again. He ran other parts of the card route also, leaving our biggest invoice. I think with gas prices people are sight seeing closer to home than before. I am so thankful to God for extra sales with my extra doctor bills. Pop stayed at Mrs. Darling's place over night and got home around 10pm Saturday.
It never ceases to amaze me how different children can be that have the same parents and the same upbringing. Although each one of my children are different I can still relate to them in certain areas. I have daughters and sons, that are natural born pack rats, I have daughters and sons that share my love of poetry, and then some share my love of stories, imagination and exotic living and dinning, some share living in great houses, some my love of gardening, and even one, my love of the challenge of living the way my grandparents did.
The one that accepts life as a challenge is the one I'm going to talk about today. She just called yesterday morning, after walking out to the road where she could get service on her cell phone, (the only phone they have.) She sounded very happy and delighted with her situation. They have just moved to Oklahoma, from Kentucky. Gwen's husband had just purchased a 100 acres of wooded ground, complete with a year around, delightful, fresh water spring. That is running full and free with cool clear water. And the house 
well the house is not. She had to stay in Kentucky while her husband and boys (of which there were 5 or 6 at that point (she has 10 boys and 2 girls, total) anyhow they built a Pole like structure about 18 x 42 with a loft at each end. She happily moved to Oklahoma after her husband went about 2 weeks ahead of her and her littlest ones.
She has no electricity, has a treadle sewing machine, a washing machine that is ran by some how hooking up a bike and therefore it runs by being peddled, they of course keep things cool in the spring. By winter they hope to have a butane lamp for light in the evening. She cooks on a gas stove.
While my one daughter is building a grand house with a million dollar view overlooking the Treasure Valley, the other one dwells in the woods in back to earth surroundings. Are they both mine? I remember bringing both of them home from the hospital. The one has her babies in the hospital, the other at home, in the van, or at the home of a midwife. Somehow I love all of them and I am glad they are mine. (most of the time. )
Thought for today............."THY WORD IS A LAMP TO MY FEET, AND A LIGHT UNTO MY PATH Psalm 119:105
GOD'S WAY IS IMPOSSIBLE TO SEE AT TIMES WHEN WE ARE LOOKING AND WISHING FOR SOMETHING ELSE. (borrowed)
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I don't think you need to apologize about making long comments. We all need ways to express ourselves verbally and if we can't talk well or have someone listen to us we write.
I love the comparisons between children, my sister and i are complete opposites in many ways, and yet both love to be in the kitchen cooking and baking away! I must confess though I personally identify more with your daughter in Oklahoma. I have girlfriends that have joked around that if there were ever to be any kind of disaster, or God Forbid a war, they want to be stranded with me. LOL, I sew, can, am able to dress out livestock or game, can cook and garden, and even know a little about automotive repair. We've had our own Dairy Cow, and I know how to milk, pasturize, and make butter. I have even made cheese before, but that was more time than I was willing to give at that point! Until now, we have always lived out in the country with chickens, and cows and the occasional goat!
Feel free to leave as long a comments as you'd like, I welcome the insight, and would love to hear from you! Thanks for sharing your memories with us here!
I don't mind long comments either -- I tend to be long-winded myself!
I love your comments ... you could write me a whole book if you like.
Seeing the difference in the children as they get older is on of the highlights...
I also love and appreciate your long comments.
Also, I was wondering if you have watched the info on Mannatech that I mailed you. You might be interested to know that the company now offers their associates a 6 month money back guarantee! You can take the product for 6 months and if you feel that you have not benefited they will refund you 100%. All you have to do is save your bottles. If I were you that would be a risk worth taking. I really believe in the stuff. I feel so good since I have been taking it.
Hi--love your post!! I'll take Vals house anyday over Gwens--my husband on the other hand may switch that around!!=) He don't maind roughing it whereas I'm a bit to prissy!!=)
My spelling these days!!!! MIND not maind!!=)I also must add I love history!!! I love to know how much money was spent on things even a few years ago!! Waynes load this time really left me feeling nostalgic--the old Studebaker and Grandpa Roths tractor--such a load of "memories"!!(the tractor not for me but just the looks of the load!)
Well, since I live in Northern Idaho, and may or may not be the friend that you visit but are not able to leave long comments (anymore) ... I will test my site ... OK I just tested the site and was able to sign in as anonymous and other so I'm not sure what's going on. Just know that I have been wondering about you and have been praying for your health. ...and I miss your comments too. I like reading about your life and that of your children. You always leave me with a Biblical principle to ponder and think about.
You may leave the longest comment on my site possible as it is always good to hear from you.
Have you considered leaving some of your wonderful memories with a museum? When our family was on vacation, we visited at least one museum a day. How wonderful it was to share items from the past with the boys and let them see what life was like "in the old fashioned days." Many of the museums had items from when I was a child. I must be entering the antique generation. It is a good crowd to be in.
Blessings Gramma!
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