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Hi there! I'm Merry, married to Husband for 43 years, 2 grown daughters, 5-1/2 cats (one's feral), 1 dog, living on a little acreage in the Midwest. I am a Christian and like writing Inspirational Christian romance (I have several books out) travel, reading, history, archaeology, sewing, quilting, and writing.

Friday, September 15, 2006

SEPTEMBER 15, 2006

Blogger had issues with posting pictures for over two months. Now that its been fixed I can post the continuation of the construction. I'll try to keep in as chronological order as I can...


Saturday – June 10, 2006

We worked on cleaning the house and cars. Les will be coming Monday for a visit. Afterwards, it was so hot we decided to go to the lake. Echo and Flint have never seen any water except at bathtime. At first, they were reluctant. When they figured out the water cooled them down, they paddled happily.



Pa wades out to the chest deep water…Echo and I stay in the shallow part.

The buckets in the back of the truck are to be filled with water. We use the water for the flower bushes out in the field. By scooping up lake water on hot days, it doesn’t overpower Mom and Pa’s ancient well and pump.

Flint takes a stroll through the water.

Echo takes the pause that refreshes.

There is a story behind this carving. Pa carved this alien being with two eyes and placed him as a decoration on his big shavehorse, a woodworking tool. The shavehorse sits outside the garage. Around here people tend to stop and talk to anyone working outside. One day, a stranger, an older man, pulled into the yard. He walked up to the shavehorse and stared at it for a bit, then looked at Pa and quite seriously said “So, you’ve seen them too?” He then told Pa about his visit with the aliens. An hour or two later, the man got into his truck and drove away. Pa said he seemed completely serious. So Pa decided to recarve the alien so people wouldn't be scared. Heres a photo of the original head that scared the man...





The moon came up bright orange through the trees. We drove down to the meadow to get a clear shot – the pine trees were too thick at Whispering Winds, Mom and Pa's place. The name comes from a Louis L’Amour novel, GALLOWAY. My property, Echo Ridge, is named for a character in another Louis L’Amour novel, RIDE THE RIVER, and for where Richard and I met).