"You cannot legislate the poor into freedom by legislating the wealthy out of freedom. What one person receives without working for, another person must work for without receiving. The government cannot give to anybody anything that the government does not first take from somebody else. When half of the people get the idea that they do not have to work because the other half is going to take care of them, and when the other half gets the idea that it does no good to work because somebody else is going to get what they work for, that my dear friend, is about the end of any nation.

You cannot multiply wealth by dividing it."
Dr. Adrian Rogers 1931-2005
Showing posts with label Well hotdog my brother UJ and sister Cathy made it to the newspaper in their state!. Show all posts
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Thursday, January 23, 2014

What Didn't Make it to the Blog

Here are a few photos that did not make it to the blog. I have been a bit busy, a bit under the weather, and a bit in planning for the garden, so here's a photo post to pass the time.
We are a game family here.  New Kitty likes 
homemade Monopoly just as much as we do.
Oh the garden near the end of last season.  I love 
growing things and can't wait to plant again!
Athena the granddog photobombed the picture!
Photobomb dog and her buddies~Samson and Millie
are to blame for tires looking so Pisa like.  We have
had a vole that has decided to live in the garden.  The dogs
disagree with its residency choice~and therefore 
tires were launch pads to chasing dogs.
This year...no vole.  Tires will be straightened once again.
Of course, they may topple if I have to scramble out of 
there!  Why, you ask?  Well rattlesnakes~ugh...
the dreaded rattler. 

My mountain view...

A promise in them there clouds!

My mountains again!  

One of the final harvest of 2013.

A photo of something I eat every day.  Oh 
onions how you make the day brighter...and of
course ensure the sale of breath mints!

I iron about 24 days of the month.  This little guy
needs to be functional.  When I was putting it away
one day, I dropped it and it broke.  Bill always
ask me if I need anything from town before he heads 
home, so I texted Bill this photo.

I iron my cutie pies shirts and pants for work and church.
He is pretty simple (as am I), and he wears a button-up
every day.  As his wife and the person who is in charge
of making sure the home runs efficiently I iron.  I like
for Bill to be dressed clean and neat.  We may not be
wearers of designer clothing, but I can ensure what we
wear is taken care of.  You could actually say that I feel
pressed to make sure we care for what we have!