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Saturday, August 20, 2011


A memory popped into my head out of no where when I was driving home last weekend.

There was a television series back in the mid sixties titled "The Legend of Jesse James."  The leading man was handsome, as I recall, and that is probably the reason I wanted to watch it.  Of course, in television land, the James brothers were modern day Robin Hoods, which made for a very romantic story line.  

It wasn't the show itself that emerged from my thoughts, but rather a conversation I had with my daddy one evening.  Daddy walked in to the "front" room,  took his reading glasses off and stuck them in his pocket, and then observed the show for a few minutes.

"I went to see Frank James when I was a youngster," he stated in a very matter of fact tone.

"You what?" I remember turning all my attention to him.

"Yeah," he confirmed.  "The James Farm was 10 or so miles from Excelsior Springs, and one day we went over there to set our sights on him."

I was impressed and wondered, "So was he dressed up like an outlaw and all that?" 

"Nope." Dad shook his head and reached into his pocket for his glasses and picked up the newspaper to do the crossword puzzle.  "He was just a bent over old man sitting on the front porch in a rocking chair."

I was super duper impressed - as can be confirmed by the fact that the memory was so vivid in my mind,  BUT! Why didn't I ask him more questions?  Or did I ask him more and I've just forgotten the rest of what was said.

Today I looked on line to find that Frank James returned to that farm in 1911 and died in 1915.    Beings that daddy was born in 1900, I can safely assume that he was between the age of 11 and 14 when he visited the James Farm .  

Now I wonder if people were allowed on to the James Farm to see the famous outlaw.

OR... did my dad and his brothers sneak on to the farm to get a look at him?    

This photograph (which clearly needs to be restored) was taken in 1910.  Daddy is the 6th one from the left on the first row.  Two of his older brothers are in the school picture wearing hats.  

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Blogging from my Droid

Last week my daughter Karmyn received the radioactive iodine treatment for thyroid cancer.  It was of course precautionary. She has been doing very well this week and we are all breathing easier and giving thanks.

My week was easier than hers...staying with the kids.  I reminded Jammin and Buttercup to practice the piano and the Caboose to go potty. (When you are three it is so easy to play too long!)  We went to the park one day and visited the Hasty Freeze for shakes on another day.  And we pulled out my watercolors and played at being artsy another afternoon.    They still missed their mama very much.  Every night I woke up with at least one extra head on the other pillow.


The drive home on Saturday was spectacular in its presentations of blues, greens, and browns.  The sun was bright and the prevailing wind pushed me along the gorge.   An osprey surprised me when it flew along side and then in front of me with a wiggly fish held tight in its talons.  Many other birds of prey were soaring on the updrafts.  The wind surfers decorated the water with sailing colors while motorcyclists were out in force heading east and west .  Closer to home there were golden pyramids forming along side the grain elevators. On arrival home, the valley was hazy from  fire in a wheat field on the mountainside.


We've had two birthdays this month.  Z-bub turned six and the Dinkum turned four.  Here he is with his new Green Lantern mask and birthday cake around his mouth.  The mask completely changes his looks.  (Cell phone shot!)


After the weather fairy left that cool spell behind, the days have been beautiful.  Some in the 90s.  If we've edged over the 100 spot on the thermometer, it was brief.  There were some positive effects of the weather - like the bleeding hearts still blooming in early August.  But there have been negatives too.  Some of our ornamental grasses didn't prosper. We had that very late frost mentioned in a previous post that killed the roses and damaged our honey suckle and other flowering bushes.  Sometimes I think people who decorate with colored rock have the better idea.


Give me kudos for grabbing my camera before the newlyweds hopped back into their car and took off from the rest stop.

I haven't done any Tailgating for months!


I had to edit this post from my computer.  Just don't have the knack and talent to get it all correct with that tiny Droid keyboard.

Monday, August 01, 2011

Watch Them Grow - First of The Month

August! (Summer finally arrived in the valley this week!)  And it is the  First of the Month, the photo meme hosted by Jan @Murrieta 365.

The goal is to capture one thing repeatedly on the first of each month. It can be a landscape, a person, an animal, a project; whatever your focus is, is fine. It can even be a record of where you are each First of the Month. 

My theme is my three grandchildren, Zbub, Mizelle, and Dinkum. It is called: 
Watch them grow!

For the most fun ever get a FREE box, cut a door and some windows and then just play. It can be a fort, or you can perform surgery in the hospital, or it is the neighborhood home of a new family moving in.

And if you are gone for a couple days, send Mizelle in to do a spider check.  Little sisters are good for something!

Post your new photo and link up HERE!

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