This why I love going to the woods..

I love finding old cabins.. and if they are in disarray 

that is ok too.. some times even better.... 

The first few were taken when the King

and I were up in the hills.. he was hunting

with a gun, and I was hunting with the

camera... 

This cabin is at the start of the loop thru 

Clark Fork that goes over the high drive. 

This one, is on the other side of the trip... nearer the end, that ends up coming out on Highway 95...  As you can see there is something unique about this cabin... See the tree growing up thru the roof?   

 When the King has time, I will have to have him take me on another round to see if these cabins are still standing.. as these were taken in 2007

Now these were taken just this week.. when my galpal and I decided to look for a certain house in the Cabinet Gorge area... the town of Cabinet no longer exist. Sad to say...  But these were some of the shots I took... We were quite a way from this electric line.. but with my zoom, I was able to pull this in and to my surprise when i got home and downloaded it on my computer
I see there are TWO birds in the nest.. 

Looking across the valley we could see a little bit of the snow on the mountain.. most of the snow is off.. which is scary.. Could mean forest fires in the summer.

This was an unique building.. found out it was used as a granary?  But the owner has made it into a artist studio...bet it 
has a great view...

And of course a place like this,  is not complete without an outhouse...

50 years/100 years

Some times when I am not in a big rush.. I

read the 50 years ago and 100 years ago

column..

Yesterday when I read it.. I didn't know that the

Clark Fork post office open 50 years ago. It is

a very old town.. so would have figured they

had one 100 years ago.. but they said it was 50.

The 100 year ago one, was very interesting.

They were talking about how they gathered

a crew to work on the city of Sandpoint's

streets.

That the crew gathered to repair the town streets

which had pot holes and etc.  And you would

never know who the volunteers were.  At least

I was really surprised.   They were LAWYERS,

JUDGES, and MERCHANTS!!!  People who

were not use to manual labor in their daily

lives.

Now could you see that happening now days?

Can you see them, all of the 2015 group, deciding

the city was paying too much money out for

that service and do it themselves?  NOT

HARDLY...  Heck you would be lucky if

you could get them to sweep the streets

for a photo opt.. never mind doing the work.

It has been 8 years...

I wrote this 8 years ago.. As we all know there are some people who mean so much to you.. you justn ever forget  and still miss.. My Aunt Harriet is one those people for me... 

Still miss you...

 APRIL 28, 2007

Our Earth Angel is gone...

The man stand tall... 6 foot 7 they say.
Then a small tear comes to his eye, and
rolls slowly down his cheek...but then he
stops and smiles...

He kneels down on one knee and puts his
hand thru the clouds. And then slowly
brings it back up towards him, with a
gentle small hand in his. As he starts
to stand, up comes a woman, standing
so tall, all of 5 foot 2. She has a sweet
smile on her face...and says "hello, Darling"
as she kisses his cheek.

Today, our Earth Angel has left us, left us
feeling so empty. We are happy for her, but
we weep.... so hard we weep, for we are left
behind with this huge empty space.

She has become our Heavenly Angel, who
will look down on us from time to time, to see
if we are behaving. And are we carrying on her
unconditional love.

You see, she was my Aunt, on my father's
side. And as I have posted before, she
let me be adopted into her family. No legal
paper you understand... but the love was there.
She and my uncle called me Oldest Daughter,
as I was older than all of their children.

She has two wonderful daughters, who didn't mind
sharing. And three sons, who tolerate me too. And
when the King and I got married, they adopted him
too. I could go on about her family. 5 children, and
7 grandchildren... and I lost count on great grandchildren.

I could fill a weeks of post about the fun times,
the memories, the laughs, and the hugs thru
rough times. The hugs, the hugs, the hugs,
and the phone calls for many hours to all of
us...There isn't enough time or space to tell all.

So I will leave you with an image that has been
in my mind from the past... one that will be there
to the day I die. I have posted about it before.

My uncle and I were doing our daily morning
routine,coffee, kitchen table, and newspapers.
When we saw a vision. I had looked at his face
first. I saw the deepest of love in his eyes, words
just doesn't d.o it justice...and then a smile...

As I turn to look to see what gave him such
joy, I saw my Mom/aunt .... fresh out of the shower..
in her bra and panties....arms stretched out as far
as they could go, palms turn upward, and as she
hummed a song, she danced..... and danced...
swaying to the music in her head... smiling...
smiling.......
Good night my darling sweet Earth Angel,
may you dance with your Darling in heaven....

Harriet &Everett

together again

May you still be dancing with arms stretched out.. and humming a tune ... love you..

Cleaning at 5 foot 1

I was a very good girl this Saturday.. I pulled one whole

corner of my kitchen apart, and cleaned it from head to toe

so to speak.. Stuff that got thrown back there.. (it is a catch

all spot, on the counter). Washed everything down.. some

of it thru the dishwasher... Took me 2 hours...

Trouble is.. when you take a coffee break, it slows down

the process..

I did go back an hour later and started on the stove. I clean

that pretty often.. but there is some sections I don't think

about on my daily wash down.  Or even weekly job of it.

It is little breathing slots for the oven.. and they point down.

And as any one who has read this blog for any great length

of time.. If I don't see it...........I don't think of it.....

I still have a few places that need to be scrubbed down.

but that means removal of a bunch of stuff and washing

the area down and the stuff that was on it.. That is the

refrigerator and washing/dryer combo..   both are great

at collection stuff... and it is taller than I am.. so "If I don't

see it..... I don't think of it.......   Dryer combo collects bowls

in bags so they don't get dirty... and some other stuff..

Refrigerator gets cereal boxes, Huge drink holder with

spout.. in bag.. so it doesn't get dirty..  I never see this

dirt.. until I climb up on a chair... to find something

that I put up there, that slide back a little.. and then I

think.. OH MY.. GOSH.... and I clean it.. 

But if I can't see it.. (anything over 5 foot 2..) then it

isn't a big deal..... right?  And if you are taller and

see it.. either tell me or better yet.. don't look.. lol

Unfortunately  for me.. my husband is 6 foot tall. he

sees it.  I tried the old.. you find it... you clean it.. but

he doesn't buy into that. 

Things that just don't make sense/or blame it on the cow

From time to time, there are things that

are said or claimed, that just don't make

sense to you... at least not to me..

Take the one about the cows. You know

you have read it from time to time about

how the gas burped up by the cow, chewing

it's cud, puts off a gas into the atmosphere.

And that is what they claim is causing global

warming..  and I guess they want to get rid

of such cows.

Now that just doesn't wrap around in my head

very well.  First off, man is not going to give

up his favorite food chain item.  That is a given.

The meat eater way out weigh the vegetarians

by far.

Next there are way less cow/cattle now than

there were say 100 years ago. After all, every

rancher had thousands and thousands of

cattle that roam, thousands and thousands

of acres of land.  Unless they are saying they

are all push together it makes it worse. But

with all those cattle roaming the hillsides 100

years ago.. how come there wasn't global

warming then?

Maybe because there wasn't as many smoke

stacks at that time..

Even if we were to get all of our smoke stacks

to be clean.. what about all the foreign country's

who stack spew out black smoke daily.  So

they have to work on those countries first. 

After all, look at China can't see the person

in front of them on most days.. and they all

wear mask to be able to breathe.. They are

the only country..

But if they are going to blame the poor cattle,

I have one better for them.. There is a gas

that is being let loose daily... by millions..

billions of billions of humans... Now maybe

they don't want to talk about it on the media.

But it is alive and well.   Be it a small child, or

any size adult..  They all FART... not only

once a day, but many times a day... mulitply

that by  billions of human thru out the world..

the earth bound. well I tell you friends... and

readers.. that is a LOT OF GAS..

and it surely is more powerful than

any burp from a cow..

And if the media and the government get ahold

of that information, you better look out.. because

we all will be fitted for filters on our butts... and

a fine for farting in public and in your homes..

There will be fines to pay for the fart police or

for a radar put in everyone's house that will

detect and send off a siren, when someone

lets one loose in their home.. then we will

have noise pollution..  Yep, I can just hear

it now..

Maybe it would be safer to blame it on the cow.  

A day to remember... even more so for me..

45 years ago, the whole nation was excited about

a new celebration of the Earth..  The powers that

be decided to call this date EARTH DAY...

So on this day, 45 years ago...

People were celebrating the earth and all that

it does for us... and to make sure that WE as

citizen honor and respect  the earth. The start

of green everything.. green friendly plants,

green friendly environment, everything thing

you can think of to make the Earth a better

place.  So they woke up that morning, the

first day of EARTH DAY... 

But not me... I was already awake before dawn.

About 2am.. I  believe... and about 4am headed

to the hospital.  And at 6am... my husband and

I celebrated our own fantastic day.  Arriving that

morning, with good lungs, and a cute smile.. was

our daughter, better known as JC.. now..  She was

to be the last of our tribe.. Her father had 7 children,

by previous marriages and I had 7 by a previous

marriage.  And the good doctors decided we had

populated the earth enough.. and she was our last

one.   So I guess you could say.. on that day.. or a

day later.. we made our contribution to the green

of the earth.

You know how the saying goes.. OLDER THAN DIRT?

Well, she says she is AS OLD AS DIRT.. 

So HAPPY BIRTHDAY, to my last of the tribe.. who

has brought her father and I,  more joy than life

deserves to give us. 

NOTHING..

 NOTHING...

 

.

I got nothing..

Nothing funny...

nothing serious.....

just got plenty of nothing..maybe tomorrow...

Dealing with the past...

I had folders and folders of negatives in my filing

cabinet.. After finding on Amazon, a gadget that

will turn negatives into pictures and save them one

a sd card.. and down load them on to my computer.

My job has been to turn those negatives

in to pictures so we can put them on a flash disk.

To save for those who come after us.

Two of my daughters have been searching thru

Ancestry.com for the facts of who, what and when

of our family.  They are half sister, so they are

searching not only my family...but their father's as

well.

What a project this has become.  My aunt Harriet

many years ago, did research on her family. Her

father's side.. searching all the way back to

Sweden.  Her daughter has the gold mine that

my aunt cultivated.  Which she has shared

a lot with Ancestry.com... which has helped

my girls a lot as well as some cousins.  My great

Aunt May did the search many, many, many years

ago on Harriet (and my father's) mother's side.

Going back to the first Chase to land on the USA

soil.  With a few extra information.

You know, every 10 years we cuss the National

Census, but I have to say, that census which goes

way back.. centuries.. has help the girls with not

only where they lived but the occupation of those

head of house hold.  Very interesting.

My negative works has produced a lot of old

pictures that have been forgotten. From the 1960

to the 1990's so far. Places we have lived.. friends

we had over the years, cars, horses, cats and dogs that

have come and gone.  1327 of them... but they are

all saved.. some are rough shape. 

My next project is to cultivate from my cousin

some of the stories we know of our grandparents.

Some of us were alive when our grandparents

were alive.. the rest have the stories that our

parents have told to us about them.. So we

can give some flesh to the facts that are found.

Before it is all lost..

I remember a book and a show on television

called Roots, where the elders pass down the

stories.. The Native Americans do the same..

But this is becoming a lost art.  Some don't

care... and some care too late after their

parents are gone..  Well, we are trying our

best to not let that happen.  What got me

started was, there was a book written last

year about the island/town where my father

was born and raised..  There was no

mention of our family.. NOTHING.  My

grandfather, ran a horse and buggy taxi

to the two ferry sailboats that brought

people to the main land on each side. He

also with two other gentlemen build the

local theater. He had a gas station and

sold Fords.. which my uncle took over.

Had a store and they delivered groceries

by horse and buggy first and cars later

to the summer resident.. AND NOT ONE

WORD in that book about any of them.

Not my grandfather's brother who also

had a gas station.. did mention his wife

who was a postmistress on the island.

But that was it.. Well, I want my grand

kids and those after.. know we did all exist

and while we weren't  well known, but we counted.

It is a lot of work, but the girls are excited

to see where their relatives came from.

My youngest found out her grandmother's

family came from.. NEWPORT, R.I.  The

same area my parents lived in all their lives.

Small world.. maybe they knew each other.  

Also the side line to the pictures, is sharing

those of my friends and their children from

long ago.  

This and That...

Once again, I am spinning wheels.. wanting to do more

than I can.. this time physically as well as weather wise.

Went out  Wednesday to do some transferring of compost

from one section to another..  Get the new stuff off of the

old stuff.   We have been adding to it since last summer.

And the old stuff is really rich.. 

Only trouble with that is... in order to dig in with the fork,

I have to use my right foot, which is attached to the right

knee that I injured last Wednesday. Bad enough to do

a dang good job of imitating Chester from Gunsmoke.

But I was able to do a lot of lifting instead of shoveling.

The sunshine felt so good, so got some weeding done.

But then I went into the house as it got colder.. and

got a box out that I started last fall, and put away for

the holidays.   Spend two hours trying to figure out

how to run the little machine.. Trying all the buttons,

and etc.. after an hour, looked for the booklet. That

took another hour.  But I got 5 different places cleaned

out and straighten out, just trying to find the dang

booklet.  I was about to give up.. as I look at a place

I knew I saw it last and looked at 3 times in the past

hour.. and bingo ...there is a card on the floor and

under that card.. THE BOOKLET... Thank you God.

Then I spent 2 more hours, running very old negatives

thru the gadget, and saving them on the card..then

transferred them to the computer..  After that I spent

a half an hour, filing them in folders and sharing some.

One of which was a hoot.. it was a picture of my #4

son in his tux.. white with blue sash..(remember

this is the 1980's.) .. and the song Staying alive,

staying alive... came to mind.. So I shared it with

his girlfriend.... nothing is worse than a mother who

finds old negatives of old pictures... that embarrass

you.. 

and HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Mary Worel....

Come on ..Democrats!!!!

Come on, Democrats, surely you can find SOME ONE to

run for your party besides Hillary.. PLEASE, look around

there has to be SOME ONE... ANYONE.. but Hillary..

For the love of God..

And don't start snickering Republicans, you don't have any

prizes in your group either... I am afraid you have screw up

your party so bad, that if the Democrats only have Hillary,

we will get her out of default..

So please, please Democrats get it together..  Maybe it

is time for the other parties of past.. way past.. come

out of the wood work... to be taken seriously.

Some one.. please someone. ... surely there is a person

preferably male.. Sorry.. but I think we need a male at this

time..  There are a heck of a lot of good woman out there

that would make a good President.. but right now we are

dealing with the Mid-East.. who have NO respect for women

so having a woman President won't be the best thing at this

time..

This is going to be a scary election... My vote is HELL NO!!

FOR HILLARY... NO FOR CRUZ...  there just isn't any one.

Which makes Jeb Bush look good. but he doesn't have a chance

in hell...not that I would vote for him..  Only if he ran against

Hillary....... and then I might have to pull my n.o.a. vote...

AGAIN...  (none of above)  or vote the lesser of the two bad

choices. 

The GLOW WORM INCIDENT....

This past Saturday, we attended a wonderful tribute to

a wonderful funny lady, called Eve... Eve is my sister

in law's mom.. 

Of course like any memorial, there are stories that

fly around bring laughter.. but I really think ours had

it hands down. But I will let you be the judge...

It was a very, very serious day. We were to attend the

installation of Eve to be Madam President to the Elks

women's association.  I am sure it had an official name,

but that escapes me right now.

Sandee and her husband Gary along with my husband,

brother to Gary... walked in to the big hall and found a

seat in the front row.  That was our second mistake.

Our first mistake was taking the guys with us.. They wanted

to go fishing.. but Sandee insisted they come and support

Eve in this endeavor... that was our first and most huge

MISTAKE.  

After we were all seated the performance started. It was

explain that their regular piano player was sick and Mrs.

what ever her name was, was filling in..

All of the women were dressed in white gowns that

reach the floor...with long white gloves... (don't remember

if they had hats on or not)...  They all stood at the other

end of the hall.  Then  several of the woman started.

as this was a highly pomp and circumstance ceremony,

and to be taken very seriously..  VERY SERIOUSLY,

(remember that part).

They marched in silence to 3 different areas. And turn

and stopped facing each other towards the center of the

hall.   Then what appeared to be a very elderly woman,

the highest of highest outgoing officer, started her march

towards them. She was very fragile.  I don't know if they

had a man on each side of her, because of her rank or

because she was fragile.  But it was a good thing they

were there.  Because as she stepped off to the music,

she was a little wobbly.  And the music starts.. THREE

BLIND MICE.   She step forward, with a long shaft in

her arm, that was sharp pointed on the bottom end

and a elk head with full horns on the top round section.

About 6 steps in to the march, she started to go the right,

which the woman in front of her was motioning several

times that she was to go to the left..  All while THREE

BLIND MICE is being played over and over and over.

My brother in law is starting to lose it... his body is

shaking all over, of which set off my husband.. (you

have to know these two grown men.. who occasional

act like 8 year olds). About the time the men get her

swung around, about face.. she catches her high heel

on the corner of her long gown and just about did a

face first to the floor, being grabbed about 2 feet from

the floor by the two men, and swept upright, almost

clearing her feet from the floor.  Of which the piano

player swung into her other song... GLOW WORM..

Well, that is all it took to get our men going, to the

point of losing it.  While my sister in law and I used

our elbows for weapon of mass destruction, to get

these two full grown men to straighten  up. It worked

for a little while .. about 3 minutes, when we were

back at THREE BLIND MICE... and the tiny little

lady was given a seat to sit in, with the men standing

beside here... And then back to GLOW WORM,

and Eve started to march to the group, and facing

toward one side and then to the other side.. and up to

the front with the little lady, who then stood up,

and proclaimed her MADAM PRESIDENT.. 

I am sure there was a little more to this part, but

we kind of missed it as our men had once again

return to bowls of jello,  And our elbows came

into play with glares that would have frozen the

hottest of fires.   Once Eve started to talk, they

did bring it back down.. and listened.. But after

Eve, got done and turn around.. to go back to

the beginning, with the rest of the ladies, following

her.. up comes the music again.. THE BLIND MICE.

thru 3 times.. and ending ...you guess it.. GLOW WORM.

Which by this time our guys are singing under their breathe,

heard by all around us... GLOW LITTLE GLOW WORM

GLIMMER, GLIMMER, SHINE LITTLE GLOW WORM,

GLIMMER GLIMMER.... (as the ladies filed out of the hall)

and the row behind us fell apart laughing...  And comments

of how they barely could contain themselves, as they watch

the guys and us trying to keep them maintained.

Then we left the hall to the other room.  and the guys said

NOW CAN WE GO FISHING?  And my sister in law glared

at them and said.. YES.. get the heck out of here..  As the

guys were heading to the door... they saw there was food.

They started back, and my sister in law.. said oh, no.. no

more.. OUT .. OUT.. and they left..

We found out a little bit later from Eve, who had asked

us what was up with the guys and what were they doing

as the people behind us were giggling.. ... She told us

the replacement piano player only knew two songs...

so they went with it... lol.. 

So there you are with out Eve story... the GLOWWORM

incident... 

Only challenging story was the wine story.. Seems when

Eve was getting near the time to leave this earth... she

express the desire for wine...  The Priest said she

could have wine... So the granddaughter ran to Fred

Meyers and got a bottle of wine.. White Zinfandel,

which we all know that is what Eve drank.. She gets there and

pours a half of a glass, Eve sips some and makes a face

and told her Granddaughter. THIS IS HORRIBLE.. I KNOW

WHERE YOU GOT THIS.. AT THE DOLLAR STORE!!

So from now on when ever any of us drink White Zinfandel

wine.. we will refer to it as the DOLLAR STORE WINE..

....... and with that, I leave you laughing.. 

She would have been 99 years old today..

Sadly my mother's life ended at 73.... but she lead a wonderful life.

Our live together was an up and down road.. but I have to say with 

her faults..  She had many pluses.. 

She was the best cook, a heck of a knitter, could sew anything

that came to mind.. be it a gown made out of feed sacks, that

no one would have guess.  A complete Easter 

outfit, coat, hat and purse that was reversible. 

Horses sheets and blankets.. 

Her people skill left a lot to be desired, she either

like you or she didn't ... end of story.  

 The is a 3 generation picture... about 1980

Thanksgiving dinner turkey.. she put on one hell of a dinner, with all the fancy dish wear, and silver setting that I hated as I had to polish it. 

About 1984

 Rest pretty well speaks for itself.. this is where she felt the most comfortable.. on her horses...   

 above was Highland Chief her 5 gaited horse.. below is the love of her life..Holy Smoke.. 5 year straight jumping champion of New England.. 

This is her first horse.. which I don't think she showed...  Storm Warning. 

And Drummer her 3 gaited American Saddle Bred ... champion for 3 years straight. Her first show horse. 

She ruled the roost and kept not only us kids and line but Dad as well... HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOM