Farm Tails: memories

Whinny and Neigh, Bark Bark, Meow, Snort (Hello)!

Blogging seemed necessary for me after Dad passed away in 2008. It was a way to slow my life down a bit and try to keep some precious memories alive through imagery and the written word. I come from a long line of farmers on Mom's side and it seems that I am inclined to follow that type of lifestyle. If you are interested in the old days check out the links below.

Listen to my grandfather, Floyd Fuller describe the way Vermont farm life was in the early 1900's from the Vermont Folklore Cultural Center. Scroll all the way down and click under 'Come See Us, We're Beautiful' for some amazing animal and garden eye candy!

Cricket, My First Kitten!

Something told me Callie was pregant though she did not show. She was so proud to introduce me to my first and only Grandcat! I never had a kitten before and this cat has totally melted my heart! He is rotten to the core and frequently must be reprimanded with the dreaded 'Love Jail'. Grammie holds him like a baby and pets him gently despite the awful protests that escape his strong jaws. He only receives 'Love Jail' after a vicious tackle that includes biting his mother's back and knocking her over. After his release, he immediately rubs my leg with his 15-inch long tail!

Monday, April 20, 2009

Memories on Monday

Memories on Monday came from reading Jan's Place and JAM's blogs. What a neat idea. I got today's idea from reading Pony Girl's Saturday entry who's dad celebrated a birthday, JAM's Monday entry who's dad drove them to a memorable concert and Don't Make Me Get My Monkey's post who just lost her father. So much talk about dads... So, since I lost Daddy suddenly due to a heart attack February 13, 2008, I thought maybe it is time to post about him. I am just going to upload some photos. It is easier that way. The next to the last photo is during the last days that I shared with him...he and Mom spent the Christmas holiday with us. His photos showed such happiness which was odd, as he wasn't feeling well at all and seemed down. I love the cross that I had done at the florist for his funeral...He is with Jesus and in Heaven. I like to think he is having fun with his deceased loved ones. I especially like to think he and Uncle Beanie are have a great time walking in the woods as they loved to spend time together when we visited Vermont. May God rest his beautiful soul.