The Front Porch Swing

[Windy Bay Farm]

The musicians are expressionless - just dead-pan.  I love the music, laugh at the total zero energy of those making it except the woman playing the spoons.  She at least has a smile.  Reminds me of the family of hill-billies from the Andy Griffith show.

 

[Beekissed]

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Also please say a prayer for me today. I am home today because of a mild concussion I incurred Friday evening. Can't tolerate sound or movement. So please type slowly and quietly. I was being my graceful self and bent over to pick up our 1 1/2 lb terror kitten. I whapped my head on the bathroom sink. UGH!

Lisa

Oh, Lisa Dear!!!

Just prayed! I'm so sorry about the bump...those are the most painful, stunning types of blows...I've had quite a few and it can knock you to your knees and really ring your bell!

The musicians are expressionless - just dead-pan. I love the music, laugh at the total zero energy of those making it except the woman playing the spoons. She at least has a smile. Reminds me of the family of hill-billies from the Andy Griffith show.

The Darlings!

Here's another but it will show some folks flatfooting along with the music...I LOVE being a hillbilly! The reason the musicians are expressionless in the face is because they are expressing themselves with their hands...can't you hear the joy?

 

[wyoDreamer]

Yes!! the Darlings! thank you, that would have bugged me all day.

I do hear the joy in the music, that is why it tickles me so that they are so dead-pan while they make it.
I grew up with Polka Bands, another music of joy. But the musicians are always so full of joy and energy when they play that it spills over to the listeners.

I love music that makes me want to dance!

 

[Oldmomma]

Reports now that the US Ambassador has left the Capitol city of Tripoli. Considering what happened to the last ambassador im not surprised but what now for every american living here? No news no word from our government. Hope this will all sort out soon. Most Libyans are saying its a good thing. As always I have my faith if its our time no matter where we are its our time. Might be a long night.

 

[perchie.girl]

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Flat footing or clogging got really popular here about thirty years ago.... I was a Clogger up till I was about thirty. Blew my knees out. Flat footing in the video is traditional. I love love love it. The joy is in the expression of the music. And I know musicians are very focused especially ones that only perform for themselves and family.

What I did was clogging which are the same steps but a little bigger for some of the stuff.... Probably why my knees wore out. I used to be able to do bell kicks and shuffle clog as well. I could never just dance like the above folks do.... I had to have a caller for the dances we learned to each song. I still have my High heel clogging shoes. ... Somewhere....

Every time I hear Blue Grass or Zidago I cant keep from moving....

deb

 

[Oldmomma]

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[Beekissed]

It's another splendidly beautiful day here, cool and sunny through stunning, towering clouds. The chickens are all lying in a heap, sunning themselves and purring...love that purr of contentment.

Jake has had a good brushing and a whole other dog was removed from his coat and was scattered in the meadow for the making of bird's nests....this is something I love to do so that I have a keepsake of my dogs long after they are gone. I have two little nests built with the hair of my two good dogs, residing in my keepsake box. I'm hoping to find Jake's nest before he is gone from this place and store it away too.

Two big tom turkeys visited the meadow first thing this morning, right outside my window, but ghosted off before I could get a good pic. The bluebird fledglings finally flew the nest and I'm hoping the parents raise another set or two before the summer is over...this was their second hatch already. The flycatchers in the nest on the side of the cabin are almost big enough to take off soon...they are filling the nest and overflowing. Saw my flicker in the meadow this morning also...that is one beautiful bird! Thought I lost him when he flew into the window yesterday but he was fine.

The crow pack are feasting on the remains of the processed meat birds...I like to keep those guys fed and happy as they are the first line of defense against the hawks around here. They chase them viciously when they buzz the area and for that they are so very valuable to me...and I love to watch them feed in the meadow. Smart and wary birds, those crows...and very beautiful.

The ducklings were fed a few bundles of worms and they have really been enjoying their swimming pool this morning...I could watch them for hours. The 2 mo. old duckling is huge now and she and her minions, the 2 mo. old RIR chicks were ranging into the side meadow this morning..the farthest they've ever ranged yet...so cute to watch them snaking through the flowers. We have left the spring flowers to grow this year so the meadow is full of blue and white flowers, violets, buttercups, Indian Paintbrush, salt and pepper, etc.....we won't mow those down until they are done blooming and casting their seeds.

Ma and I walked the meadow to see how the new clover is growing and it's doing great! We marveled at the flowers, deadheaded the ones in our flower beds, and as we walked we talked about how blessed we are to have this little haven of peace back in the woods filled with birdsong and the sounds of joy and contentment. God has surely been good to us and I praise His name for all He has given us here on Earth...salvation from sin, a beautiful habitat that is a veritable feast to the senses, and peace that surpasses understanding and full of joy! I love Him because He first loved me and gave me unmerited favor, His grace.

Today is a day of rest, my sabbath and day of learning, of praising and of worship, though I do that each day, this one is devoted to just being renewed, being filled with the Holy Spirit so that I can go forth into a new week with new resolve, new joy in serving the Lord! My prayer is that each of you are filled with the peace and joy today that the Lord has promised you can have and that every step you take today is like walking in a meadow of flowers in the warm sunshine, basking in the love of Jesus Christ.

 

[Beekissed]

Flat footing or clogging got really popular here about thirty years ago.... I was a Clogger up till I was about thirty. Blew my knees out. Flat footing in the video is traditional. I love love love it. The joy is in the expression of the music. And I know musicians are very focused especially ones that only perform for themselves and family.

What I did was clogging which are the same steps but a little bigger for some of the stuff.... Probably why my knees wore out. I used to be able to do bell kicks and shuffle clog as well. I could never just dance like the above folks do.... I had to have a caller for the dances we learned to each song. I still have my High heel clogging shoes. ... Somewhere....

Every time I hear Blue Grass or Zidago I cant keep from moving....

deb

I can just see you dancing, Deb! Your smile is so bright that I think your dancing would be just as joyful and expressive. My folks were always concentrating so hard on the steps that they would forget to smile.

My dad and mom took to dancing in their late 60s and 70s and learned to line dance and clog, though they already knew how to shag or jitterbug. They danced with a group of younger ladies for fairs, festivals and other events...got their picture in the paper quite a bit because it's not often you see folks their age being that active...Dad used to do the lifts in the jitterbugging and all the vigorous moves of the younger set. They even went to a dance competition at the local college! They were the only old folks. They loved wearing the different costumes and dancing for the "old folks" at the nursing homes.

Mom still dances several times a week, line dancing and square dancing....she learned that after Dad had to go live in a nursing facility for end stage dementia. She'll be 80 this September but she can still put on those clogging shoes(with taps) and shake a leg better than the younger folks....she danced twice yesterday, once in the morning, drove home 20 miles to mow the lawn all day, drove back that evening and danced again for a couple of hours(she never sits out any of the sets) , drove back home and was still awake at midnight, painting her fingernails.

She's talking about taking some horse riding lessons this summer....I'm encouraging it...she's always loved horses but never got a chance to really ride. I think it would be great if she got to do that before her birthday.

You all can see why I can never do enough, move enough or be active enough to keep up with my mother...not in this life. She STARTED homesteading at my age, with 4 kids still at home, one in grade school. I could never measure up to that kind of a woman but I'll keep trying to do so until my dying day!

 

[heartsizedfarm]

I can just see you dancing, Deb!  Your smile is so bright that I think your dancing would be just as joyful and expressive.   My folks were always concentrating so hard on the steps that they would forget to smile. 

My dad and mom took to dancing in their late 60s and 70s and learned to line dance and clog, though they already knew how to shag or jitterbug.  They danced with a group of younger ladies for fairs, festivals and other events...got their picture in the paper quite a bit because it's not often you see folks their age being that active...Dad used to do the lifts in the jitterbugging and all the vigorous moves of the younger set.  They even went to a dance competition at the local college!  They were the only old folks.  They loved wearing the different costumes and dancing for the "old folks" at the nursing homes. 

Mom still dances several times a week, line dancing and square dancing....she learned that after Dad had to go live in a nursing facility for end stage dementia.  She'll be 80 this September but she can still put on those clogging shoes(with taps) and shake a leg better than the younger folks....she danced twice yesterday, once in the morning, drove home 20 miles to mow the lawn all day, drove back that evening and danced again for a couple of hours(she never sits out any of the sets) , drove back home and was still awake at midnight, painting her fingernails.    She's talking about taking some horse riding lessons this summer....I'm encouraging it...she's always loved horses but never got a chance to really ride.  I think it would be great if she got to do that before her birthday. 

You all can see why I can never do enough, move enough or be active enough to keep up with my mother...not in this life.  She STARTED homesteading at my age, with 4 kids still at home, one in grade school.  I could never measure up to that kind of a woman but I'll keep trying to do so until my dying day! 

That woman is not going to need that coffin you bought her any time soon!

 

[Beekissed]

That woman is not going to need that coffin you bought her any time soon!

I'll have to get a pic of her trying it out for size...it's hilarious!! She's a hoot and my best friend in this whole world. She's resting from her big day right now but if there was a square dance today, she'd be up and going to it.

One thing is for sure...she's not sitting around waiting on death to show up, he's gonna have to chase that one down!

She was climbing on the roof with a big ol' hammer in her hand yesterday, pounding in some nails.