VW Bus To Go

Tom, Sharon and little Bella, braved the rain to take a good look at Buttercup.  My old VW Bus has been waiting out in the woods for over ten years for someone to come save her before another tree falls on her. Poor Buttercup has seen better days.

I think, Sharon, has big plans for Buttercup!

Buttercup is a camper bus and has an icebox, cupboards, tables and the back seat folds in line with the shelf and makes into a bed. Nowadays, she also has dents and scratches, needs mechanical repair, a new windshield, paint and other stuff like new tires. Buttercup was quite a cute girl in her day. We had a lot of fun.

Buttercup was my bus when the girl were growing up and used to take us everywhere. It was so neat to have cold sodas and lunch in the ice box and all kinds of packaged stuff in the cupboard ready for snacks or a picnic.

Buttercup was our home away from home when we stayed at fairgrounds when the girls had 4-H animals entered and needed to be there round the clock to feed and groom them and clean the stalls. They didn't really need to be there round the clock, but they would stay with their animals to keep them safe from people who would try to hurt or steal the animals.

I had a portable camp cooker to heat up water for tea, but instead of cooking breakfast it was a treat to buy breakfast early in the morning at the fairgrounds from people who were set up to  cook and made the best breakfasts ever. Such fun!

Ahhh..., look at the girly girls. They don't appreciate the dry leaf litter and would much rather be running around out in the rain.

There is not much of a rain storm happening, so the chickens are not having to put up with wind or cold temperatures.

And I'm very happy to see that a lot of the hens are growing out their new feathers and are not looking too bad.

Feathers! I want chickens with feathers!

November Quote

Got no check books, got no banks.

Still I'd like to express my thanks -

I got the sun in the morning and the moon at night.

~ Irving Berlin - from Annie Get Your Gun

I'm thankful for being retired up here in the mountains.

Today's riddle: The cost of making only the maker knows; valueless if bought, but sometimes traded. A poor man may give one as easily as a king. When one is broken, pain and deceit are assured.

The answer to yesterday's riddle is: wheelbarrow

In the 1940's I remember my great uncles reciting rhymes to me and asking me riddles. Not much to do on a farm for a little kid. I guess they felt sorry for me. I thought it was great fun to guess the answers and I still remember a few.

Peek at the Past

(November 7, 2009)

[1 egg today]

Neat! That was my dinner.

I noticed on last year's post that
Kristine brought home the first bag of
organic chicken feed on this date 2009.
Hadn't realized it'd been a year.

~:>

Smiles