"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.
While on an outing with my sweetie, we came across 4 tired, worn, and dirty, dining room chairs. A sign had been crudely painted that said Free for the Takin. I made Bill turn about and we loaded the four chairs in the back of the truck. I finally am working on the chairs and thought I needed to post a before photo.
I am sure that when Bill saw the chairs he translated the sign to say what the owners most likely intended: We are hoping some fool will pick these up, so we do not have to haul them to the garbage dump. At times I had wondered this myself as the chairs have sat and taunted me for several months.
I can't wait until the chairs are completely finished so you can see the Before and After Photo!
I have a simple story that has changed me. I went to a local antique store over the weekend and found two hand sewn quilts that were lovely. As I was looking at them the owner of the shop told me that the section I was in was all brought to New Mexico by a woman that picked the items up in Happy, Texas.
The shop owner told me the woman that brought the items in would be in town on Monday if I wanted to hear more, and believe me, the items I saw made me think of a time capsule of a home from the 1940's/1950's. I wanted to learn more, so I went back to town this morning and am so glad I did.
Although I am not mentioning names or the exact year, I will say that this is based on events that occurred in Happy, Texas a good many years ago. It seems that a young bride and her husband had built their dream home on the family ranch. It was a two story home with simple touches that made the home her very own. She went all out decorating as she was quite the seamstress, and made curtains to hang over her kitchen sink and a good deal of her clothing.
She was thrifty and saved all the feed sacks that were once filled with nourishing grains for the animals they raised as she could see purpose beyond one use. She also saved flour sacks to make hand towels for the kitchen, aprons, dresses, and even for quilts.
She loved cooking and right beside her dishes and bake ware was a child's set of cooking dishes and china, so her daughter could grow up doing as her mother did. When this housewife of Happy, Texas sewed her precious little girl would sit beside her and sew on her child's sewing machine.
Then in Happy, Texas something happened that seems impossible. Sadness happened. This young wife lost the love of her life. She couldn't go on the way she had before, and instead of giving up she sealed up the home like a time capsule and built a smaller house further away on the ranch. The quilts she was working on were placed into boxes and stored away. The clothing she had for her husband remained in dresser, some with the price tags still on them.
Happy, Texas would remain her home until her death but the memories she shared with her love were too much for her to walk in those rooms without her husband. She continued on raising her daughter, and when they wished to store something, they would take it up to the big house, so the house became the attic for the child as she grew. As we fast forward to 2012 I want to share that I was emotional when I first saw the quilts, and had no idea why. I needed to buy the quilts. When I called Bill he agreed to swing over and meet me, and I told him that the woman that made these quilts needed to be honored even if I did not know her name. I felt connected to her as I am thrifty and make so much for my home. When I heard the rest of the story, things made sense. I love my husband so very much and could appreciate why she couldn't walk those halls without her love.
In 2005 I nearly lost my love and things have drastically changed since then. I pray that the changes have been in ways to appreciate life yet know I am not perfect. I have worked hard in the past several years to create a home that is ours through serious thrift, and all the while become less out in the world and more of a stay at home housewife than ever before. I am busy making this and that, canning, baking, gardening, all the while knowing that my efforts will most likely only be seen by my family. I have been somewhat reflective of things, and realized that when I picked up those quilts, I knew that I was in a way, paying homage to myself.
I wish I could have met this woman because in the world of the Kardashians, she is far more important, yet her Happy, Texas world is only known but to a few. As I am thinking of how thankful for my time spent learning about this woman, I discovered one thing about me: even if I am not personally known by many besides my family, I have been able to encapsulate my life on the Double Nickel. Anyone that visits the blog sees my life as it happens. I thank all of you for visiting and wish to share that I am humbled by your visits, your emails, and your comments you leave me here. I can never put to words how deeply my gratitude goes as you have made my corner of the world more.
I will be sharing photos of the quilts in upcoming posts!
Yes, it is time for the annual Tarantula migration in Southern New Mexico.
Although I have always professed that I am unafraid of any kind of spider, I did let out a small scream with this one! I have been working in the garden and this little one was in a tire. Anyone that has been a reader of the blog knows how much I fear snakes...so the movement the tarantula caused made me believe a snake was there. Oh I pray not to see a rattlesnake for a while~
After making 61 tickets to account for those following=plus five, those that share about the contest=plus ten
I placed all the tickets in this lovely case.
Neat isn't it? The morning sun was streaming in, so without changing to sepia, it was hard to see!
And the winner is....
Vickie-the #2 is for the ten extra comments she received for posting about the giveaway. Woohoo Vickie. Please leave a private comment with your address and I will head to town on Monday to mail off your cookbook!!
We have had some very sad news on the farm this past week. We have had tremendous thunder and lightening storms and during one storm the dogs were so disturbed they took off running. By the time we rounded up the boys and they went driving for them, we could not find them. It rained heavily the entire morning this happened. Samson came home 22 hours later...we could not find Delilah. Today Bill went to El Paso for an appointment and discovered her south of our home a few miles...on the highway. It has been devastating for the family, especially for Fourth. She raised the dogs and has been grieving. As a parent this makes me grieve even more as my child is in pain.
For my baby I would like to share Delilah here again. She was a sweet, gentle dog that made Fourth's eyes shine. I called Fourth her momma and me grandma. Fourth trained both Samson and Delilah and made a bond that will carry with her throughout all her years. Delilah was one of those dogs. We have all had one that comes to mind when we think back.
Fourth sewing and Delilah thought she should let Fourth have a break for a quick hug!
Delilah out with us as we were working. She is on the trailer with some cattle fencing.
Fourth out on the property with her babies. Samson is laying down and Delilah is in the back.
Oh my precious baby and her babies. I love her so much and am very sad myself. I think this photo is one of the best as both Samson and Delilah have no idea how large they are and sit on Fourth's lap often.
We will miss you dear Delilah for always and a day.
I guess that is where I begin, and I will resume posting soon. I have been very reflective for the past few weeks which
has added to my lack of blogging or internet time. Rest assured life will continue on and most surely the blog will.
Long time away! I will announce cookbook winner over the weekend~for now a window to life on The Double Nickel Farm.
My view hanging from the laundry room was amazing this afternoon! Sometimes I can't believe how incredible my laundry room is! ps~this is the new roof...open area on left is for the honeysuckle to grow and weave through.
Spring on the farm has been full of littles. We have had 5 lambs, 2 kids, and six puppies. Cleaning Cluck service comes by daily to take care of puppy poo and of course, to acquaint the next generation of working dogs to the critters they will care for. And for the record~these pups are iron tough as they do not need pillows but cinder blocks to rest their weary heads(or maybe the blocks are so I can climb out over the bales of hay-who knows!?)
I saw the kitty up on the shed and it made me think of the play Cat on a Hot Tin Roof! This roof seems to beg to be climbed even though it is about 6 feet high, as the goats in my header are standing upon this very shed!
Pardon the dust on the blog as it is spillover from the construction on the farm. We have been truly busy replacing the floors along with other things. At this point we have the kitchen, indoor laundry, dining room, front hall, family room, and school room finished minus the trim. I confess I am pretty thrilled with how it looks and cannot wait to get to the bedrooms and then the bathrooms. Oh and yes the farmer and his wife most definitely love each other!
And for the end, I share my Esther. She is a very sweet ewe that makes me smile every time I go to the sheep pen. I love her long wool and really enjoy her little ram she had this season!
Hope you enjoyed looking through the window with me~time to close it just in case a rattlesnake thinks it can slither in(heck that creeped me out just typing that!)~have a great weekend my friends.