As these news items are written this August morning, we need rain badly. Pastures aren’t as good as usual for the cattle, and I understand hay isn’t as plentiful either. We’ve been trying to find hay for Dana’s cattle here.
Some of our ponds may get low on water unless we get more rain locally. I’m fortunate that my pond stays the same level, being fed with a spring within its rock bottom. It’s a great pond from way back when. When I had it dug, the bulldozer man said, “Linnie, we’ve got water rising in here!” And when the spring became obvious he told me, “You’re very fortunate.” And indeed that pond has been a blessing. Dana’s cows enjoy standing in the cool water.
I notice several leaves falling off my trees and wonder if fall may be coming early.
Rebecca Hallmark, Alexus and I visited Clear Springs Church Sunday, and later we went to The Center for fried chicken dinner. We met with lots of friends. The Center is such a great place to gather and visit – besides enjoying the good food. That was their regular First Sunday of the month dinner.
The surprise lilies are really putting on a show, even though most vegetation could use some rain, for sure.
Jerry Miller’s nephew Tim Williams spent a few days here recently and now has returned to his home in Mississippi.
I enjoyed a Sunday evening phone visit with my friend Marlyn Atkinson. We’re getting to be pretty good buddies. We’re looking forward to visiting when he comes for Hootin an Hollarin Sept. 20-22. He and my son Marlyn Pitcock will meet then and get acquainted, if all goes according to plans. As I’ve said before, Marlyn Atkinson’s mother, Veryl Pare, and I were friends in high school, and we named our sons after a Gainesville High School schoolmate who died in World War II. We lived away from each other after our 1939 graduation and didn’t know we’d done that until Marlyn Atkinson noticed in my items that I referred to my son, Marlyn. He wondered about the unusual spelling and contacted me to ask (his mother had died so he couldn’t ask her). Since then we’ve enjoyed several interesting conversations. He lives in Excelsior Springs.
Hootin an Hollarin is not far away! I’m sure the committee members who organize the festival are busy with their plans, working to make it another success.
Loretta Davidson gave me a jar of her elderberry jelly recently. Thank you, Loretta! Elderberries are becoming more popular for jelly making these days. Years ago, many of us didn’t consider them as popular for jelly-making as blackberries and other choices, but more recently elderberries have been found to be good. They are adapted to our soil and grow well, and they’re easier to pick than blackberries because they don’t have the briars.
My granddaughter McKayla Braden in Forsyth has an Aug. 9 birthday. This week brings to mind memories of my stepmother Ollie Crawford, whose birthday was Aug. 2. My daddy and Ollie married the year after I graduated from high school. (My mother died when I was age 13.) Ollie was a dear person who was with me at the birth of my first two children. Bless her heart!
Carol Aronis, my niece in the Nixa area, celebrated her 63rd birthday on June 15. And congratulations to my good friends Wayman and Carol King, who celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary on June 22.
Growing up at Lilly Ridge on the farm my grandfather had homesteaded, our home had many trees and grape vines and berries as my grandfather, a medical doctor, sold Stark’s fruit trees to supplement his income. So we were blessed.
Chet Taylor has been helping his dad, J. C. Taylor, with taking care of their boat in West Plains this week.
Keith Davis took his daughter Jaycee shopping for school clothes recently. It is that time of the year. Jaycee is getting to be quite a young lady and goes to school in Lebanon where she lives. Keith lives here but sees her often.
The squirrels have persisted in robbing my bird feeders, so I’m letting them stay empty awhile.
Hello to Fray Hillhouse and my other cousins who read my column and enjoying our news from the Ozarks.