Sunday, June 16, 2013

FOLKWAYS GARDEN SHED



Tomato plants stand guard by the folk garden shed

Standing brightly at the edge of a large family home garden is a shed that spells folkways. A metal skin covers the old wood garden shed. It brightens the end of a family garden that holds many heirloom plants passed down through generations of family --  white skinned cucumbers, old timey sweet potatoes, parker beans and mustard that join tomatoes and greens. Seed saving is part of the family's tradition.

Madison County, Kentucky



Saturday, June 8, 2013

MARY CATHERINE BATESON, A CULTURAL ANTHROPOLOGIST



Old crazed mirror's reflection in my study


Viewed this video today and thought it would be worthwhile to put on my blog for women that are, as Ms Bateson calls it, in their Adulthood II phase of life. This being in our "old" jargon -- elderly.

Times are changing for both men and women in regards to what is opening up for their Adulthood II stage of life and it is uplifting and exciting.

Below is the link to Ms Bateson's short ten minute talk -- associated with the series TED Talks.



Ms Bateson carries a hefty background of famed parents. She is the daughter of famed Margaret Mead, anthropologist, and  Gregory Bateson, writer. Amazon and independent bookstores carry books by Mary Catherine Bateson as well as the many books by her parents. 

I'm still off for the summer but might just put on a post ever so often -- difficult to stay away from blogging.



Thursday, May 16, 2013

PROJECTS




Eastern Tiger Swallowtail Resting, Climax, Kentucky



Project time. I usually have to set aside times in my daily life to complete certain projects. Now is the time. I will be off my blog for a few months. 

May everyone have a great summer!! 





Three things cannot be long hidden:
 the sun, the moon, and the truth.
~ ~ Buddha





Thursday, May 9, 2013

OLD VERNACULAR WINDOWS



The whole purpose of education is to turn 
mirrors into windows
Sydny J. Harris






Barn Window
Double Story Barn
Madison County, Kentucky






Six over six lights
Second Story Window
1814 I-House Paint Lick
Garrard County, Kentucky 






Log House Window
Mercer County, Kentucky
Source -- Library of Congress 



Tuesday, May 7, 2013

FARMER KING'S RAIN GAUGE



Farmer King's Rain Gauge



Farmer King's rain gauge was empty when I took this photo  last fall. Our area had experienced a long summer drought and gardens were looking pretty sad. 

This spring we have had a multitude of rain storms along with cool weather. Folks have been complaining about the rain and cold -- how soon they forget last summer. Our soil is drinking in the rain like a thirsty man on a desert. We needed it. 

Yesterday was an unusual day. Mother Nature put on quite a performance here. We had  intermittently --  wind, lots of hail, rain, thunder, lightning, and almost a peek of sun in between the roving storms. We have had rain off and on since Saturday and are expecting to have these conditions through this Friday. 

Water is high in our creek beds. I could hear its rushing noise as I stood outside late last night -- it was hurrying downstream -- but that rush never seems to last long after a rain. It settles down to higher water than usual but  little flooding in this area.

I look at it this way -- we are receiving a gift from Mother Nature. 






Raindrops on my pine needles




Friday, May 3, 2013

PUZZLE: HISTORIC CHIMNEYS WITHOUT A HOME




Two chimneys without a home



What the heck, I thought when I spotted these two high standing chimneys, alone along a rural road  in Madison County. Where is the house?  



Pulling over to the side of the road I could see that these chimneys were historical -- probably from the mid-1800s or before.  But without the actual physical presence of the house it was difficult to sense the house form that once stood between the chimneys.  



I got out of my small black truck and started taking photos from the roadside.  I stood and tried to figure out why the house was gone while the monstrous chimneys were left standing. 



My first thoughts were that the house probably had burned down recently until I realized that mature trees were now growing in the space where a house would have stood.  At that point I scratched my head and asked myself why the two old chimneys were left standing all these years. 






Right chimney 



The chimney on the right had a metal pipe nearby its fireplace maybe for water (?), which could mean that it was remodeled for indoor plumbing later in its life. If this were true I would think that this side of the house served as the kitchen area? Obviously no basement as trees were growing at ground level between the two chimneys.






Right chimney
Close up of chimney fireplace.



Opening of the fireplace appeared to be white limestone rock.







Left chimney  with  two fireplaces.



I noticed that the top fireplace was sealed off. White plaster of some sort was partly surrounding both fireplaces. 







 Left chimney fireplace with limestone around opening -- duplicating right chimney



Sure would value some thoughts on this missing house. Why are the chimneys still standing? Did the house burn down? Have you ever seen chimneys left standing alone on a homestead for a long period of time -- after the house was gone? Any other ideas?

By the way --  the front yard was filled with a scattering of wild spring daffodils. The only life left on the old homestead.




Sunday, April 28, 2013

SUMMERTIME AND PORCHES



Lancaster Porch


Porches of all kinds are the heart of summertime memories for many of us. Heading into the hot summer, comfortable porch chairs would be dragged out of hiding and placed facing the road. A few folks felt more comfortable sitting on porch stairs.

Porch mornings would be a quiet time for observing nature or listening to a neighbor child screaming as a hairbrush was pulled through their tangled hair. Afternoons were fine for reading a book, working a crossword puzzle or enjoying a good magazine.  Evenings were best just sitting and thinking or chatting with family and/or friends. 





Duncantown Porch 


My memory bank of porches is full  -- great-grandmother and four-leaf clovers -- laughs and heartbreaks --  my dad and dogs -- boyfriends and girlfriends -- my cousin and root-beer floats -- my kids and a raccoon and more. So full that in fact I could write a book just about my life with porches.

I bet you have some favorite memories . . .