Friday, August 31, 2012

Blue Moon of Kentucky

Be on the lookout tonight for a Blue Moon.  

Traditionally a Blue Moon is when four full moons occur in a season, or so says The Farmer's Almanac.  The term Blue Moon is also used to define two full moons occurring in one month, as we have tonight.  

More than likely you have used the term, "Once in a Blue Moon", a time or two in your life.  The following examples come to mind for me.....

My son picks up his room once in a blue moon. 

My husband uses the vacuum once in a blue moon.

What about you?

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

It's My View

I am sure that most of you must think that all I ever see are fields of corn, tobacco, and tall grass. Barns, dogs, and kids often fill my posts. But, this picture is the real deal. I pass through this caution light leaving my farm to drive into Smalltownland civilization. 

The intersection, and the surrounding buildings, have been here since I was a kid spending time during summer break hanging out with my grandparents. And, to hear my Grandma Bird tell it, this intersection was here when she was a child and her dad owned the blacksmith shop not too far away. 

Farmers pass under the flashing light many times a day.  The morning school bus can really clog up traffic here as well.  If you call a line of five cars traffic.....

It isn't fancy and it certainly isn't modern, but it provides a sense of comfort in this Farmchick's small town routine. 

Sunday, August 26, 2012

Time is a Coin

"Time is the coin of your life.

It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. 

Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you."

Carl Sandberg

Friday, August 24, 2012


Tired - adjective, feeling sleepy, needing rest 

Though the week has been good I am officially.....


Peace out my friends.......

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Passion Flowers

Late Sunday afternoon, Secret Agent Man was out and about on the tractor. Really his favorite thing to do. He saw me outside and started yelling/waving/pointing at a field. Thought he needed help, but really he was showing me that he had found some, "purple flowers", as he put it, growing along a fence row. 

As it turned out they were Passion Flowers and they were everywhere in the field.  

Passion Flowers grow wild on a vine, throughout the southern United States.  Previously, I found a solitary flower growing next to an old pond, but never this many together.  The vines had grown through weeds, sticks, and the general wildness of the field. 

Named for The Passion of the Christ, the ten petals represent the ten apostles.  The three secondary calyx leaf bracts represent the Holy Trinity and the filaments represent the crown of thorns.  Also, the three stigmas equal Christ and the two thieves on the crosses. 

Also known as Maypop and Wild Apricot, Passion Flowers come in several different colors and petal shapes. The vines also produce an edible fruit that grows to the size of a chicken's egg.  The dried leaves of the Passion Flower have historically been used as a treatment for insomnia and epilepsy. 

Legend states that when placed in the house, the Passion Flower can calm problems and bring peace.  If placed under the pillow, it can bring sleep.  If carried by a person it attracts friends and brings popularity.

Although they are a common wildflower vine in my area of the United States, I was astonished to find such beauty in my own backyard. 

Sunday, August 19, 2012


This weekend has been a whirlwind of activity for me. Fall sports season has started up at our house, but then again I am not sure sports season ever stopped at our house. Anyway, things are busy. To top it all off I trucked on up to the great city of Louisville to watch Journey, Loverboy, and Pat Benatar rock Freedom Hall on Friday night. Yes, this is me located second from the right, scrunched up with some great friends for the evening. 

When I told my daughter that I was going to this concert: 

1.  She was totally miffed that she wasn't going. 

2.  She was mortified and demonstrated it with a heavy eye roll.  She declared that I wouldn't even get home until 2am.  It was 2:30am actually......ROCK ON! 

Saturday night had our Smalltownland football team participating in a bowl game the next town over.  This lasted well into the evening, with a surprise victory touchdown by the opposing team with 6 SECONDS left in the game.  A shocking end to a great game. 

Yes, this a photo of some extreme football fan participation.  

No, this is not me.  

Made it home after midnight last night and can I just say that I might not even leave the farm at all today.  

This Farmchick needs some rest. 

Friday, August 17, 2012

My Go to Girl

She is my go to girl. Always ready for a photograph and an outside excursion, no matter the weather. 

She can round up a cow and yet be a delicate friend.

No matter the supply of fresh water, she would rather drink from the bird bath any day.

She is always at hand to be a companion.......

and take up the best seat on the couch.  

Thursday, August 16, 2012

Thoughtless Thursday

Same old barn, three different views, and three different shades of light. 

*It's three for the price of one."  

Tuesday, August 14, 2012


"Be careless in your dress if you will, but keep a tidy soul." 

Mark Twain 

Sunday, August 12, 2012


Perfection is not truly attainable. But, yesterday was pretty close. Started the day off with low temps, cool breezes and doors to this old house open wide.  That beautiful weather hung around all the live long day.

Right down the road, I came across a tobacco field in the process of being cut.  By days end half of the field was finished.  Really a lot of work.  The plant is cut, put on a stick, and will be hung in the barn to dry. 

The evening had me at a local Bluegrass festival enjoying the likes of JD Crowe and the New South

A sunset on the way home just topped off the day. 

Not perfect, but pretty darn close.  

Friday, August 10, 2012


Full week of school..... 

Went really well.....

And, I can't help......

But, miss my daytime buddy. 

Tuesday, August 7, 2012


They are everywhere on this farm and I do absolutely nothing to encourage their growth. 

They persevere through dry conditions, heavy rains, and weeds. 

They  multiply like nothing I have ever seen. 

They are a surprise gift each summer.  Although, at this point, their appearance isn't much of a surprise anymore.

And, I admit, they are pretty tasty when sliced in half and mixed with some sliced cucumbers and Italian dressing. 

Sunday, August 5, 2012

It's That Time Again

It's that time again here in Smalltownland. The wagons are out and the barn doors are open. 

Tobacco is being cut and brought into barns to dry.  This will ready it for market in the coming weeks. 

Truly a controversial product, I admit that we do not grow it here on our own farm.  However, as soon as I leave my house, I see it everywhere.  Even peeping out from the small side-doors on tobacco barns. 

It continues to fuel aspects of Southern culture. 

"I kissed my first girl and smoked my first cigarette on the same day.  I haven't had time for tobacco since."  

Arturo Toscanini 

Friday, August 3, 2012


"Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you."

Nathaniel Hawthorne