Weekend

This was the first Easter that I didn't have to play anything for any church service -not even a hymn. I don't think that has happened in all the years that I've been playing for church services. Although I enjoy playing for church it was kind of nice to be able to sit with my family -well, most of my family. Lowell's comment would have been. "It's about time" :) The early service was really nice. Lots of music and drama and an interpretive dance. And most importantly my 7 year old grandson was baptized.

Both daughters and their families were here and although the adults decided to sleep here the kids all went up the hill. We ate all the meals "up the hill" but people, big and little, were in and out of my house. It was a nice week end and when most of the family played softball Mathew and I watched. Changes are beginning again in our family. This was the first Easter without Lowell. Two of the grand kids have boy/girl friends that were here. And I wasn't the object of teasing this year as I have been in the past. That dubious honor has been passed to a daughter.

Most of the snow is gone in the yard. Yeah!!!! And I think I see just a hint of green here and there. Just hope that we don't get any snowstorms like we did last April. Like everyone else I will be really glad for green grass and green trees.

I was looking through my short videos and thought you all might get a kick of this one of Avery and Lowell. It's self explanatory.

Snow again

This is what Monday looked like

Calves

Reading The Pioneer Woman's blog this morning jogged my memory about the first time Lowell and I bought some calves. Remember now that I was raised in a town and new NOTHING about farming or livestock. We were living on the farm in Redwood and Lowell was driving a school bus. We bought 2 Holstein calves at a sale barn and brought them home in the back seat of our '49 Ford. (we took the back seat out) I was supposed to have bought milk replacer the day before(I forgot) so when it came time for the calves to be fed the next morning I first had to go to town to get it since Lowell was picking up kids. I mixed it like the directions said and filled two pails half full. Lowell told me that the idea was to stick the calves head into the pails and they would drink. Yah right. I pushed - they bucked - I pushed - they backed up. I finally got each one in a corner and after a bit of persuasion they drank. I was wet, my hands were slimy and I discovered muscles I didn't know I had. It didn't take long for them to learn to drink from the pail and later from a bottle and it was kind of fun to feed them.