I was not born in a barn, but I did get stuck in the barn door. I'm sure you have paused from your reading and are thinking to yourself, "Hmm, did I just read that right?" Then you go back and read the sentence again confirming that, yes, indeed, you did read I got "stuck" … Continue reading Stuck In the Barn Door
Life is seldom boring on Trosky Road. Join me as I give you a slice of my American life.
It can probably be said that I was always sassily truthful in my younger years. I am probably lucky to have survived many a spanking from my dad's 2x4 hands as well as "long-distance" kicks to the seat of my pants from dad's Frankenstein size twelves. Can't believe I just said that Image by StockSnap … Continue reading Was That Supposed to Hurt?
It's rhubarb season! Enjoy some delicious recipes,
I had spied those red apple beauties from the biking through the church parking lot. The temptation to sneak under the fence into the horse pasture was mounting. But, I restrained myself. It was Sunday after all and you can't knock on doors asking to eat someone's apples. I decided that tomorrow after school when … Continue reading Red Apple Beauties
Where the DMU ( Dutch Mothers Underground) got their start no one knows for sure. But it is thought to have been birthed at a 3 pm tea time in either Grand Rapids, Michigan or Orange City, Iowa. Some much frazzled Dutch mothers banded together to put a stop to “the nonsense” going around the … Continue reading The Dutch Mothers Underground
Ah, summer! We have all been patiently waiting for spring to show up, much less summer. But I thought it would be good to bring some summer thoughts into our head. One of the good things about living in my childhood town Friesland was its smallness( population 300, think Leota but a tad bigger). I … Continue reading Summertime Picnic Sack Lunch