A Monument of Past Craftsmanship


Like a faithful worker, this building has been taken for granted. I want to plead with the owner to not tear it down. We are too hasty in tearing down old buildings.

No new building can ever take the place of an old landmark. We should have more dignity than to neglect old landmarks. In two days this building could be brought to its former dignity. I fear though that the owner would rather neglect it and spend borrowed money to build something new.

Old buildings are a little like grandparents. They speak of past experiences that are valuable for the future. We cannot afford to sever ourselves from the past. Respect the old. It is the building block of progress.

May this building stand as a monument of past workmanship, not present carelessness. Isn’t it gorgeous?

Things You Might Have Missed

We do not boast of big things where I live. It is not the six lanes going in one direction, tall buildings, or big statues of cities that inspire us. We are mostly laid back people who delight in what we have and who we are. Our roads are coffee table books that inspire, rocking chairs that fit, tables of food that satisfy. They are beautiful flower gardens, museums of the past, examples of industry, and vacation for rest. We know what we have because we put thinking into our looking.

Come with me. Peer through the trees. Sit at the edge of your seat as we weave through the hills. Take a deep breath. Think about what you see, since you might only see it once. This is our life. Enjoy it.

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Better to have an extra sled than to lose all your empty jugs


Worn out in a beautiful setting is still worn out


Two lanterns are not in the dark when night approaches


The tourist sees an antique can, country folk see a milk can, the farmer sees a cow in the can


Hope believes that there will be one more drop


Today’s necessities for yesterday’s lifestyle


It is nothing to quack about if you cannot afford a guard dog


Watching tourists awakens horse sense


Not all trees must become furniture


And when they finished reading the old classic Animal Farm, they left without a backward glance


Good Morning!

It is a beautiful morning. The fog slowly rises to meet the sun.


Mother and daughter warm to the idea of another day.


The little brook gurgles in delight as it skips over the pebbles on its way through the sun-washed countryside.


A few cats and their people gaze curiously into the distance.IMG_7854

Walnuts wait patiently until they can snuggle deep into the grass below.


Alarm clocks and horses get you out of bed and into the field!


No, you cannot butt in. By the way, you need a horncut. And, don’t forget to trim your beard!


I notice that I am not the only one enjoying the morning. “What are you looking at?”


“Oh, I see. It is fall seeding time.”


“Hey, check the barn. He isn’t even close to being finished.”


Wow. I guess not!


Well, anyway, you all have a great day. And, don’t forget to smile and be thankful.


We live in a colorful neighborhood

We live in a colorful neighborhood.


Where the best is within reach.


Things generally line up.


The wind is tested.


The distance is not so distant.


We use available resources.


Getting there is always as great as being there.


There is no Pennsylvania Dutch word for old fashioned.


Stop in sometime. We are the first place at the end of the rainbow.

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Bee there and take a break

This buggy break came totally unexpected. Some things cannot be planned, but are planned for you. Being at the right place at the right time is sometimes a blessed thing.


It appears that the hive divided itself and swarmed.


The beekeeper cometh!


Trimming away the branches.


A bonus on the paycheck. One happy beekeeper!


Laying the bees on the hive.


Finding their way down into the hive.


Honey machine!


The new hive will be placed in line with the others. I had never watched anyone capture a swarm. It was fun to watch. The problem was I got a tad too close. Out of experience I can tell you that it is not fun to stick your nose into a bee’s business.