These are the pictures Nolan did for his color photography 4-H poster this year.
He did a good job on this as well.
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Monday, July 15, 2013
Capturing Memories
These are the pictures Nolan did for his black & white 4-H project this year.
He did a great job.
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Friday, July 05, 2013
Take Me Out to the Ballgame
It's that time of year again.
This year both boys are playing.
The boys are on separate squads.
Nolan is on the light blue and Connor is on the dark blue.
We're pretty sure Connor is the shortest one on the team.
His big enthusiasm made up for his shortness!
Connor's first ever at-bat.
He hasn't played organized ball since t-ball several years ago.
He got a hit on the first pitch!
He was grinning from ear to ear as he came from second to third.
He even scored a run.
Needless to say he had a lot of fun!
Nolan waiting for his turn at-bat.
Not to be out-done by his younger brother, Nolan got a hit on his first pitch as well!
Nolan "flying" into home.
The coach talking to the squads after the game.
And there was a gorgeous sunset on the way home.
Bike Ride
Nolan showing me he can fit on my bike.
He wanted to trade bikes with me...
um, no, son. :)
This sow was chilling in the mud.
She was all sprawled out on her side with her back to me.
She somehow saw me trying to sneak up and take a picture.
She freaked out, sat there a couple of seconds, and then left for the other end of the lot.
See the wood under the gutter?
This is the typical evidence of Dwayne's grandpa.
He passed away 11 years ago but his handy-work can still be seen.
Grandpa grew up in the Depression era.
He learned to use anything necessary to fix what's necessary...
and I love finding things like this.
One of the wild-but-not-so-shy barn cats.
Puddle pic.
Thursday, July 04, 2013
Field of Dreams
Dwayne and I met some 23 or so years ago.
I was a city slicker by every sense of the definition.
I didn't have a clue about the farm life.
Fast forward several years (OK a couple of decades) and I know slightly more now.
On Independence Day we spent the morning in Wolcott enjoying the 4th of July festival.
In the afternoon, after we rested from eating all the yummy
festival food, we went for a walk on the farm.
This is nothing new, we do this quite frequently.
Connor stopped to enjoy the sand.
His feet were literally black by the time we got home from our walk.
(Had I known we were going to tromp through a cornfield, he would have worn different shoes!)
If you look closely you can see tracks from several different animals and humans!
I know raccoons can be pests but their foot prints are so cute!
Not sure what creature makes this tunnel but it's cool.
Connor climbing up the sand hill they sled on in the winter.
See the winter pictures here: Winter Has the Last Laugh
An old gate looking to the bean field.
Dwayne wanted to walk through the corn field.
I've done this many times but never with the corn this tall...
or deep as I started to call it.
I'm only 5' 2" and when the corn is taller than you, you feel quite short!
"Shallow" corn.
Last year at this time the corn was so dry it was all rolled up.
(And this city slicker has learned over the years what that means!)
No rolled corn this year.
Connor in the "deep" corn.
I kept telling Dwayne I preferred the "shallow" corn, I could see over it.
I guess there's still some city slicker in me yet.
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