Friday, December 30, 2011

Mouse in the Car

A recent post on MaryJane's Farm Farmgirl Connection brought back a memory from my early adulthood. As a wedding present, my parents gave us the car that I used when I was in high school. It was a green 1963 Chevy Impala that I named "Irene, The Green Machine.". Shortly after the wedding, I was driving to work and it was raining hard. Unfortunately, Irene's windshield wipers were on the fritz. As I was creeping along, trying to see the narrow country road, I looked down at the hump on the floor boards between the front seats. There, sitting on his haunches and looking at me, was a little brown mouse.

I was born and raised a country girl. I take pride that I have personally reached into a cow to turn a calf. I have been run over a fence by a bull. I have been attacked by numerous roosters. (They hate me!) However, the day the mouse appeared in my car, I dissolved. I opened the car door and got out quickly. Unfortunately, the car was still moving. The result of completely losing my mind was some significant road rash, a car in the ditch with a blown tire and a never to be seen again mouse.

I'm not certain why he didn't like living in Irene. It may have something to do with the wild ride he took through a rough Wyoming barrow ditch. *LOL*

Monday, October 17, 2011

That Special Neighbor

Do you have a Special Neighbor?  That person that you can always ask for a cup of sugar of flour?  That person who mysteriously mows your lawn while you are at work?  The person who you can call in the middle of the night to take you to the emergency room?

This gift is for that person!  See our Etsy Store to purchase.!

Monday, October 3, 2011

Historic Patterns Added to Anna Pearl's Attic

Take a peek over at my etsy store to look at the neat patterns I have just added.

Both of these patterns are unused and would be great if you need a Halloween Costume or if you do historic reenactments.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Remember When???

Remember when.....Curfew was when Dad whistled loud. Your mom called your name,  not your cell phone. We played outside with friends, not online. If you didn't eat what mom cooked, you didn't eat. Sanitizer didn't exist, but you COULD get your mouth washed out with soap! We rode a bike with no helmet, and neighbors gave a damn as much as my parents did. You drank from a garden hose and survived.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Progress in the Garden

Just a quick update on the progress of the garden and green house.

Greenhouse - Great

Outside Garden - not even worth taking a picture.  It has been so cold that nothing is germinating.  I am going to replant the squash this weekend and pray that we have a long fall.  We have potatoes coming up everywhere, though!  Yippee!

Monday, June 27, 2011

Old Age

To me, old age is fifteen years older than I am.

- Bernard Baruch

Friday, June 24, 2011

Animal Cruelty

My daughter, who works at a vet clinic, brought home a baby cottontail rabbit. Some man had brought it in and said that his co-workers had been abusing it for days and that they had been boasting about spray painting it with red paint. The little feller is just tiny and so gentle. It fits in the palm of my hand.

How could someone do something like that? What possible benefit could this kind of behavior give? Dear God, help me to know that this world is not a scary place where our brothers and sisters will harm the innocents for fun? 

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Thought for the Day

People will accept your ideas 
much more readily 
if you tell them that 
Benjamin Franklin said it first!   

David Comins

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Thought for the Day

"I have never seen a monument 
erected to a pessimist."    

Paul Harvey

Thursday, May 26, 2011

This is my FarmBoy

This is my FarmBoy

He has been my sweetheart for 33 years and my husband for 30 years.  
We celebrated our 30th anniversary on May 23rd. 

Magazine Subscription:      $19.95 for 6 issues
Laptop Computer:             $1700.00

Living with and loving the same man for 30 years:     Priceless

Monday, May 9, 2011

The Finished Product!!!

this is the interior of the green house.  I already have me chair installed.  I plan on spending alot of time out here.

 There is DH, the master carpenter and best darn hubbie in the world.

Friday, May 6, 2011

The Beginnings of Assisted Nature

It has long been the dream of this certain blogger to have a greenhouse of my very own.  A place where I can assist Mother Nature in her work.  A place where I can go read a book, watch the bees do their business and listen to the plants grow.

The handsome one who lives with me has gifted me with my very own greenhouse.  What a wonderful gift for Mother's Day and my May birthday.  We are having a great time getting it set up.  Below are some pictures of the beginnings of the greenhouse house and also a nice outside bed for root crops and cold hardy vege.

This picture is taken from the front of the greenhouse (faces east).  It measures 8' x 12' and will have a thin fiberglass material cover.  The beds are 12" deep and 2 1/2' wide.  We are using untreated 2" x 6" pine to create the beds.  There used to be a utility trailer parked in this spot, so we did not have to clear grass or plants from the area.

As you can see, the walkway in the center will be made of a red brick.  We started with a base of fine sand and then topped it with composted natural material to hold down any weeds that might want to work their way into the pathway.

Here is the beginnings of the outside bed.  The previous owners of our property had an old car sitting in the spot, so the grass has already been killed off.  We will start by using the logs for the frame of the box.  They are left over from the building of our house and are not treated, so no danger of leaching chemicals!  The bed will be 4' x 12'.  This is where I will plant my beets, carrots, corn, lettuce, broccoli, etc.

 As we go through the process of making my dream come true, I will continue to document this journey as we make progress.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

A song about the ultimate sacrifice and the grace of the One willing to make it.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

New Greenhouse at the Tiny Taylor Ranch

Be on the lookout for some pictures and posts as we start our spring greenhouse project!

Monday, May 2, 2011

Bree's skirt

Below is Breanna's first attempt at making a skirt.  I wish the pictures were better, but she did a good job.  She needed a little help, but she learned alot.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

On Mothering a Daughter

Suddenly, through birthing a daughter, a woman finds herself face to face not only with an infant, a little girl, a woman-to-be, but also with her own unresolved conflicts from the past and her hopes and dreams for the future.... As though experiencing an earthquake, mothers of daughters may find their lives shifted, their deep feelings unearthed, the balance struck in all relationships once again off kilter.  ~Elizabeth Debold and Idelisse Malave

Monday, February 28, 2011

The Fisherman's Club

Following is a story from the following website

Please visit the website if you are a Christian.

The Fisherman's Club

Now it came to pass that a group existed who called themselves fishermen. And there were many fish in the waters all around. In fact the whole area was surrounded by streams and lakes filled with fish. And the fish were hungry.
Week after week, month after month, and year after year, those who called themselves fishermen met in meetings and talked about their call to fish, the abundance of fish, and how they might go about fishing. Year after year they carefully defined what fishing means, defended fishing as an occupation, and declared that fishing is always to be a primary task of fishermen.

These fishermen built large, beautiful buildings for local fishing headquarters. The plea was that everyone should be a fisherman and every fisherman should fish. One thing they didn't do however, they didn't fish. 

In addition to meeting regularly, they organized out fishermen to other places where there were many fish. The board was formed by those who had the great vision and courage to speak about fishing, to define fishing, to promote the idea of fishing in faraway streams and lakes where many other fish of different colors lived. Also the board hired staffs and appointed committees and held many meetings to define fishing, to defend fishing, to decide what new streams should be thought about. But the staff and committee members did not fish.
Large, elaborate, and expensive training centers were built whose original and primary purpose was to teach fishermen how to fish. Over the years courses were offered on the needs of fish, the nature of fish, how to define fish, the psychological reactions of fish, and how to approach and feed fish. Those who taught had doctorates in "fishology". But the teachers did not fish. They only taught fishing.
Further, the fishermen built large printing houses to publish fishing guides. Presses were kept busy day and night to produce materials solely devoted to fishing methods, equipment and programs, to arrange and encourage meetings, to talk about fishing. A speakers' bureau was also provided to schedule special speakers on the subject of fishing.
After one stirring meeting on "The Necessity of Fishing", one young fellow left the meeting and went fishing. The next day he reported that he had caught two outstanding fish. He was honored for his excellent catch and scheduled to visit all the big meetings possible to tell how he did it. So he quit his fishing in order to have time to tell about the experience to the other fishermen. He was also placed on the Fishermen's General Board as a person having considerable experience.
Now it's true that many of the fishermen sacrificed and put up with all kinds of difficulties. Some lived near the water and bore the smell of dead fish. They received the ridicule of some who made fun of their fishermen's clubs and the fact that they claimed to be fishermen yet never fished. They wondered about those who felt it was of little use to attend and talk about fishing. After all, were they not following the Master who said, "Follow Me, and I will make you fishers of men" (Matt. 4:19)?
Imagine how hurt some were when one day a person suggested that those who didn't fish were not really fishermen, no matter who much they claimed to be. Is a person a fisherman if, year after year he never catches a fish? Is one following, if he isn't fishing?

Friday, February 25, 2011

Miiracle in the Mail

Last night I received in the mail an envelope with Matthew 4:19 written on it as well as my name and address.  Inside there was a card with Matthew 5:8 written in it.  There was also a money order for $300!!!!

I think Jesus sent me some money through one of his Disciples!

What do you think I should do with the money?

Should I buy something I have always wanted?

Should I buy something that we need?

Should I invest it?

Should I put it in savings?

Should I pay it forward?

Let me know what you think.  Leave you comment here or on

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Coffee and Mormon Tea

While surfing around at Mary Jane's Farm Farmgirl Connection this morning, I came across a post about Camp Coffee.  The discussion sent my mind into the back recesses of my memory.  I remember as a child that coffee played an important role in my life.

My mother was a devoted coffee drinker.  She woke every morning at 4:30 a.m.  She would make her coffee, pour it into a favorite teacup, and add a scant teaspoon of sugar to sweeten the drink.  Her habit was to sit at the tablecloth covered kitchen table and sip on the coffee as if it were the finest cup of tea in England.  She would cross her left leg over her right leg and bounce her foot as if she was counting the moments of peace she was experiencing.

I was always interested in my mothers coffee habit.  We, as children, were never allowed to taste it.  She explained that coffee was an adult drink and was not suitable for children. If, on a rare occasion, we woke early enough to join her, Mother would make us a drink she called "Mormon Tea".  It was really warm milk with a drop of vanilla and sugar as a sweetener.  She would often have a cookie or some other treat to dip into the sweet nectar. On these occasions, we were made to feel like we were a very special child in her life.

I found out later that "Mormon Tea" is actually a drink made from steeping the fresh or dried stems of the Ephreda plant, which grew native in the Salt Lake Valley, when the LDS church settled there in the early 1800's.  The Native Americans used Ephedra Tea to sooth stomach and bowel disorders, to treat colds, fevers and headaches.  The twigs were often dried, powdered and used in a poultice for the treatment of burns or sores.  Ephedra is a stimulant and produces the same effect as adreniline. The Ephedra nevadensis Wats., family Ephedraceae plant grows throughout the southwestern United States and Mexico. It is found in deserts and on dry mountain sides.  My mother's version was probably much tastier than the original version, though I don't know if it had all of the healing abilities of it's predecessor.

My mother's daughter has grown into a grown woman.  That grown woman occasionally enjoys a nice cup of coffee with a drop of cream and pinch of artificial sweetener.  I do not ever rise at 4:30 a.m. I do not sip coffee from a teacup or bounce my crossed leg in the fashion of my mother.  Many of the habits that made her who she was have gone with her to eternal glory.  One thing she did leave with me is the realization that she had been training me to be an adult throughout my childhood.  She did it with purpose.  She did it with love.  She did it with a cup of coffee, sipped out of a teacup like it was the finest tea in England.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

100 Visitors Blog Giveaway Winner

Jessie aka CRsHelpmeet from Mary Jane's Farm is the winner of the 100 Visitors Blog Giveaway.  Jessie will be receiving her Pink Depression Glass Saucer in the mail very soon!

Keep an eye on our blog for more giveaways and special discounts.

Coming Soon!  Sylvia's Tea Party Handmade Dolls!

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Handmade Dolls at Anna Pearl's Attic

Anna Pearl's Attic would like to introduce our Sylvia's Tea Party handmade dolls. 
Each doll has a cute coordinating dress, bloomers and her own little yo-yo blankie. She has curly hair with pig-tails tied in coordinating bows. The dolls are soft rag-type dolls with nothing that would harm a child. Each doll is made just for the person who is adopting her. We offer blonde, black, brown or red hair. She can have light, medium, or dark skin. Her adoptive parents can choose the color of her dress and accessories and we will do the best we can to make their dreams come true. Sylvia's dolls would make a nice addition to any little girls tea party. $20.00 plus $5.95 shipping and handling.  Pictures coming soon!

Coming Soon! 

Linda's Nursery Dolls - Soft dolls that are perfect for church or other quiet places.

Gayle's Garden Dolls - Soft dolls that are designed around your favorite flowers and other things that you might find in the garden.

Patricia's Quilting Bee Dolls - Pioneer-type dolls with their very own patchwork quilts.

Please call me at 307-679-4162 to order anytime during reasonable hours, MST. I will accept paypal, personal checks and money orders. We will ship upon receipt of payment. If paying with a personal check, we will ship after the check has cleared our bank. Because our dolls are handmade to order, expect a two week delay in shipping. We do have a limited supply of ready-made dolls. If ordered, ready-made dolls ship the next business day. We will be adding ready-made dolls to the etsy site very soon.  We ship USPS.

Monday, January 17, 2011

100 Visitors Blog Giveaway

We have reached 100 visitors on our Blog!!!!  We are so excited we are doing a Giveaway!! 

Enjoy this cute saucer on your wall or mantle!

This is a pink depression glass saucer in the Queen Mary pattern, also known as Prismatic Line or Vertical Ribbed pattern. It was produced by the Anchor Hocking Glass Company between 1936 and 1949.

A GREAT piece to start or add to your collection! - This pattern is fairly easy to find & most items remain affordable. The pink and ruby items are generally considered to be more valuable than the clear.

Did you Know???

Depression glass was often distributed free or at low cost around the time of the Great Depression. Food manufacturers put a piece of glassware in boxes of food, as an incentive to purchase. Other businesses would hand out a piece simply for coming in the door. Most pieces was made in the central and mid-west United States.


Just leave a comment here and we will draw on Saturday, January 30 at 5:00 p.m. MST