<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 03:27:16 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Tales From The Life of A Farmer's Wife</title><description></description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>151</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-6719330437077753442</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 03:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-18T19:26:23.802-08:00</atom:updated><title>Persuasion by Jane Austen...</title><description>is a FABULOUS book!  I highly recommend it - even though it took every bit of the first 73 pages for me to finally become hooked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite quotes from Persuasion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"She felt that she could so much more depend upon the sincerity of those who sometimes looked or said a careless or a hasty thing, than those whose presence of mind never varied, whose tongue never slipped." &lt;/em&gt;Isn't that the truth??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It is the worst evil of too yielding and indecisive a character, that no influence over it can be depended on.  You are never sure of a good impression being durable.  Everybody may sway it; &lt;strong&gt;let those who would be happy be firm&lt;/strong&gt;." &lt;/em&gt;Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-6719330437077753442?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/11/persuasion-by-jane-austen.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-2959689345481871752</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 14:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T06:17:54.422-08:00</atom:updated><title>Read This!</title><description>"The Hiding Place" by Corrie Ten Boom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Su2YVbWXRCI/AAAAAAAAA0k/5-KCf9wQk9Y/s1600-h/the+hiding+place.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Su2YVbWXRCI/AAAAAAAAA0k/5-KCf9wQk9Y/s400/the+hiding+place.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399139022173324322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christ-centered book will enhance your perspective, gratitude and deepen your testimony of the power of the Lord's atonement in our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-2959689345481871752?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/11/read-this.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Su2YVbWXRCI/AAAAAAAAA0k/5-KCf9wQk9Y/s72-c/the+hiding+place.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-4493339844062632743</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 04:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-31T22:32:42.413-07:00</atom:updated><title>Horsing Around</title><description>We helped our nephew with his horses for a bit today.  Here's my handsome husband rounding them up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Su0cPkalcGI/AAAAAAAAAz8/svB-YjCvoo4/s1600-h/IMG_1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Su0cPkalcGI/AAAAAAAAAz8/svB-YjCvoo4/s400/IMG_1019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399002582085890146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband's brother, my husband and our nephew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Su0cPQEwLTI/AAAAAAAAAz0/siUzzCiU2uI/s1600-h/IMG_1036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Su0cPQEwLTI/AAAAAAAAAz0/siUzzCiU2uI/s400/IMG_1036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399002576625610034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO our little guy doesn't understand why the saddle isn't big enough for him AND Daddy!  We've decided he will be learning to ride by himself this winter.  We're excited and scared all at once...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Su0cPPbfsmI/AAAAAAAAAzs/T7nE2RPdKuc/s1600-h/IMG_1044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Su0cPPbfsmI/AAAAAAAAAzs/T7nE2RPdKuc/s400/IMG_1044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399002576452563554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And up the hill we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Su0ZklhkZ3I/AAAAAAAAAzk/IPEkTfGCcp8/s1600-h/IMG_1046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Su0ZklhkZ3I/AAAAAAAAAzk/IPEkTfGCcp8/s400/IMG_1046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398999644625987442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our boss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Su0ZkVmUqFI/AAAAAAAAAzc/NIV-tGA879c/s1600-h/IMG_1052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Su0ZkVmUqFI/AAAAAAAAAzc/NIV-tGA879c/s400/IMG_1052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398999640350959698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally...the saddle all to himself...so cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Su0ZkNhB-nI/AAAAAAAAAzU/yZPvkxPDrHA/s1600-h/IMG_1055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Su0ZkNhB-nI/AAAAAAAAAzU/yZPvkxPDrHA/s400/IMG_1055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398999638181280370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI - you might be a red-neck if you use the hitch on a tractor as the hitching post for your horse!  I thought this was the cutest thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Su0ZjnZkYYI/AAAAAAAAAzM/i49dO7wcxt4/s1600-h/IMG_1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Su0ZjnZkYYI/AAAAAAAAAzM/i49dO7wcxt4/s400/IMG_1060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398999627949433218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High-tech red-neck with his number one helper alone in the saddle!  All is well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Su0ZjQdp53I/AAAAAAAAAzE/kRmtRUXvlqY/s1600-h/IMG_1061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Su0ZjQdp53I/AAAAAAAAAzE/kRmtRUXvlqY/s400/IMG_1061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398999621792556914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-4493339844062632743?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/10/horsing-around.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Su0cPkalcGI/AAAAAAAAAz8/svB-YjCvoo4/s72-c/IMG_1019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-5353866614794673570</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 03:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T06:26:41.915-08:00</atom:updated><title>October Snow</title><description>My beautiful plowing job pre-snow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Suu4Ih7dcJI/AAAAAAAAAy0/HvRLD19RrXs/s1600-h/IMG_0993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Suu4Ih7dcJI/AAAAAAAAAy0/HvRLD19RrXs/s400/IMG_0993.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398611035019899026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband's and my combined plowing efforts after the snow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Suu4IMux9MI/AAAAAAAAAys/qnxquQI2uvU/s1600-h/IMG_1001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Suu4IMux9MI/AAAAAAAAAys/qnxquQI2uvU/s400/IMG_1001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398611029329573058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tired tractor takes a well deserved rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Suu4HtEbPBI/AAAAAAAAAyk/S-gTvc5ddSc/s1600-h/IMG_1000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Suu4HtEbPBI/AAAAAAAAAyk/S-gTvc5ddSc/s400/IMG_1000.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398611020830424082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cutest boy in the world is so excited to throw snowballs at his Mommy while she takes his picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Suu4HUDCYGI/AAAAAAAAAyc/RTuSTy1tTvE/s1600-h/IMG_0995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Suu4HUDCYGI/AAAAAAAAAyc/RTuSTy1tTvE/s400/IMG_0995.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398611014113714274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutest boy with Daddy and their snowman who was already missing an eye (thanks to cutest boy) before I could snap their picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Suu4HAVSK1I/AAAAAAAAAyU/UtvuHGdcNxg/s1600-h/IMG_0999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Suu4HAVSK1I/AAAAAAAAAyU/UtvuHGdcNxg/s400/IMG_0999.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398611008821537618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-5353866614794673570?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/10/october-snow.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Suu4Ih7dcJI/AAAAAAAAAy0/HvRLD19RrXs/s72-c/IMG_0993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-7285598813112434519</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Oct 2009 19:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-04T12:57:10.384-07:00</atom:updated><title>My Guys...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Ssj-Cd-VeGI/AAAAAAAAAyI/rM6yGBq7Rqw/s1600-h/IMG_0982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Ssj-Cd-VeGI/AAAAAAAAAyI/rM6yGBq7Rqw/s400/IMG_0982.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388836272508074082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-7285598813112434519?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-guys.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Ssj-Cd-VeGI/AAAAAAAAAyI/rM6yGBq7Rqw/s72-c/IMG_0982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-1247419806836892306</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 03:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-18T20:50:42.617-07:00</atom:updated><title>Two Cute Cousins</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SrRUliA53wI/AAAAAAAAAx4/vagEsCV9anA/s1600-h/!cid_818B9859-54FF-4A91-8238-53D2FD8DBD0D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SrRUliA53wI/AAAAAAAAAx4/vagEsCV9anA/s400/!cid_818B9859-54FF-4A91-8238-53D2FD8DBD0D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383020458377076482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SrRUk1FCvzI/AAAAAAAAAxw/FnYSbNGdn64/s1600-h/!cid_CB0CF2CC-DA98-4BF5-9504-700458B60D1E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SrRUk1FCvzI/AAAAAAAAAxw/FnYSbNGdn64/s400/!cid_CB0CF2CC-DA98-4BF5-9504-700458B60D1E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383020446314839858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SrRUkaBB3NI/AAAAAAAAAxo/RZ4GhAB0AzU/s1600-h/!cid_CA6482A8-F413-4F7D-8E2A-0FE96FDB4CE3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SrRUkaBB3NI/AAAAAAAAAxo/RZ4GhAB0AzU/s400/!cid_CA6482A8-F413-4F7D-8E2A-0FE96FDB4CE3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383020439050247378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SrRUj7wumLI/AAAAAAAAAxg/FUP2Q486CMA/s1600-h/!cid_8E538097-93F3-475B-9CE6-5187B932EB15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SrRUj7wumLI/AAAAAAAAAxg/FUP2Q486CMA/s400/!cid_8E538097-93F3-475B-9CE6-5187B932EB15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383020430928812210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SrRUjfr7e8I/AAAAAAAAAxY/1S54TBPWBx0/s1600-h/!cid_8A4163BC-DE60-459C-8731-0D9DC7C58878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SrRUjfr7e8I/AAAAAAAAAxY/1S54TBPWBx0/s400/!cid_8A4163BC-DE60-459C-8731-0D9DC7C58878.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383020423392492482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-1247419806836892306?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-cute-cousins.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SrRUliA53wI/AAAAAAAAAx4/vagEsCV9anA/s72-c/!cid_818B9859-54FF-4A91-8238-53D2FD8DBD0D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-7374568644314532525</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Aug 2009 03:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-25T20:33:45.268-07:00</atom:updated><title>Another Must Read</title><description>"Just When I Thought I'd Dropped My Last Egg Life And Other Calamities" by Kathie Lee Gifford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SpSstNeKYoI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/7lBb-P1wr4M/s1600-h/KLG+book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SpSstNeKYoI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/7lBb-P1wr4M/s400/KLG+book.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374110148070105730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-7374568644314532525?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-must-read.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SpSstNeKYoI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/7lBb-P1wr4M/s72-c/KLG+book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-4475367553188961091</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2009 13:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-06T07:06:19.993-07:00</atom:updated><title>Hauling wheat with Mom</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrjRUZodCI/AAAAAAAAAxA/9v3NZ1gE-hc/s1600-h/IMG_0926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrjRUZodCI/AAAAAAAAAxA/9v3NZ1gE-hc/s400/IMG_0926.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366851792638866466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrjQwKAByI/AAAAAAAAAw4/mmakN9mGIh0/s1600-h/IMG_0905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrjQwKAByI/AAAAAAAAAw4/mmakN9mGIh0/s400/IMG_0905.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366851782909626146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrjQkoHJYI/AAAAAAAAAww/BCJO_RX0Hjc/s1600-h/IMG_0903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrjQkoHJYI/AAAAAAAAAww/BCJO_RX0Hjc/s400/IMG_0903.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366851779814696322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-4475367553188961091?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/08/hauling-wheat-with-mom.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrjRUZodCI/AAAAAAAAAxA/9v3NZ1gE-hc/s72-c/IMG_0926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-6103504431412453541</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2009 13:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-06T06:57:37.852-07:00</atom:updated><title>Flying a kite</title><description>One cute boy + a kite from Grandma = one fun morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrgQbP7iZI/AAAAAAAAAwo/MZ_Ly2qcX2s/s1600-h/IMG_0831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrgQbP7iZI/AAAAAAAAAwo/MZ_Ly2qcX2s/s400/IMG_0831.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366848478762469778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrgPxoOp4I/AAAAAAAAAwg/xg3d7df3Whg/s1600-h/IMG_0824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrgPxoOp4I/AAAAAAAAAwg/xg3d7df3Whg/s400/IMG_0824.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366848467590096770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrgPvB-hoI/AAAAAAAAAwY/u3zDa-5ft18/s1600-h/IMG_0826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrgPvB-hoI/AAAAAAAAAwY/u3zDa-5ft18/s400/IMG_0826.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366848466892785282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrgPFCKhDI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/D_3-WxFNaFk/s1600-h/IMG_0833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrgPFCKhDI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/D_3-WxFNaFk/s400/IMG_0833.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366848455619281970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrgOswHjtI/AAAAAAAAAwI/PRwhXMjkRMM/s1600-h/IMG_0830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrgOswHjtI/AAAAAAAAAwI/PRwhXMjkRMM/s400/IMG_0830.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366848449101139666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-6103504431412453541?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/08/flying-kite.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrgQbP7iZI/AAAAAAAAAwo/MZ_Ly2qcX2s/s72-c/IMG_0831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-5172471750746974899</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2009 13:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-06T06:34:56.390-07:00</atom:updated><title>A Sunday Drive in July...</title><description>Where we discovered an oops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Snrbb5fhpyI/AAAAAAAAAwA/h4FrIaTHcYc/s1600-h/IMG_0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Snrbb5fhpyI/AAAAAAAAAwA/h4FrIaTHcYc/s400/IMG_0813.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366843178301368098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While someone got sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrbbhHecpI/AAAAAAAAAv4/8FoIsumQBRc/s1600-h/IMG_0821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrbbhHecpI/AAAAAAAAAv4/8FoIsumQBRc/s400/IMG_0821.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366843171758043794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our faithful dogs tagged along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrbbHJIDNI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Tyw7itJxJAA/s1600-h/IMG_0819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrbbHJIDNI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Tyw7itJxJAA/s400/IMG_0819.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366843164785642706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And someone proceeded to nap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrbamSO_wI/AAAAAAAAAvo/PazzMwGzFew/s1600-h/IMG_0816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SnrbamSO_wI/AAAAAAAAAvo/PazzMwGzFew/s400/IMG_0816.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366843155965476610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-5172471750746974899?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday-drive-in-july.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Snrbb5fhpyI/AAAAAAAAAwA/h4FrIaTHcYc/s72-c/IMG_0813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-6589887692862974150</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Jul 2009 21:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-08T14:43:42.395-07:00</atom:updated><title>Scenes from the 4th</title><description>In reverse order!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We LOVED having my parents, my brother and his darling family here for the holiday weekend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the fireworks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlURr0OBCSI/AAAAAAAAAvY/8Yn4O0pzU-8/s1600-h/IMG_2776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlURr0OBCSI/AAAAAAAAAvY/8Yn4O0pzU-8/s400/IMG_2776.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356206776276551970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the fireworks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlURrjGNBOI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/Yd8KjIQOQj8/s1600-h/IMG_2775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlURrjGNBOI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/Yd8KjIQOQj8/s400/IMG_2775.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356206771680380130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the best time irrigating together prior to the fireworks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlURrUqKcWI/AAAAAAAAAvI/1wq7JEbX9A4/s1600-h/IMG_2741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlURrUqKcWI/AAAAAAAAAvI/1wq7JEbX9A4/s400/IMG_2741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356206767804674402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlURrEotYEI/AAAAAAAAAvA/nK4AVYh1MZM/s1600-h/IMG_2740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlURrEotYEI/AAAAAAAAAvA/nK4AVYh1MZM/s400/IMG_2740.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356206763503607874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlURqiXvjPI/AAAAAAAAAu4/UUsbohTeucw/s1600-h/IMG_2731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlURqiXvjPI/AAAAAAAAAu4/UUsbohTeucw/s400/IMG_2731.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356206754305641714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlUP0SehWtI/AAAAAAAAAuw/5mWOLahtdUg/s1600-h/IMG_2751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlUP0SehWtI/AAAAAAAAAuw/5mWOLahtdUg/s400/IMG_2751.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356204722814540498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlUPz-jNxxI/AAAAAAAAAuo/b4USWPyttrM/s1600-h/IMG_2727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlUPz-jNxxI/AAAAAAAAAuo/b4USWPyttrM/s400/IMG_2727.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356204717465519890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the steps of our family's cabin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlUPy902JLI/AAAAAAAAAuY/H21tHxpAhb4/s1600-h/IMG_2703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlUPy902JLI/AAAAAAAAAuY/H21tHxpAhb4/s400/IMG_2703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356204700091163826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to irrigate on the 3rd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlUPyc6kChI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/4_h4tpgKaGg/s1600-h/IMG_2670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlUPyc6kChI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/4_h4tpgKaGg/s400/IMG_2670.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356204691256773138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posing with Grandfather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlUL-aOGtAI/AAAAAAAAAuI/2Aahdzwchhw/s1600-h/IMG_2677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlUL-aOGtAI/AAAAAAAAAuI/2Aahdzwchhw/s400/IMG_2677.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356200498645349378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out at the cabin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlUL9zQ1slI/AAAAAAAAAuA/4AD3sv4H0LQ/s1600-h/IMG_2658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlUL9zQ1slI/AAAAAAAAAuA/4AD3sv4H0LQ/s400/IMG_2658.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356200488187834962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlUL9EZ-K0I/AAAAAAAAAt4/pwB9PaJBKCc/s1600-h/IMG_2649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlUL9EZ-K0I/AAAAAAAAAt4/pwB9PaJBKCc/s400/IMG_2649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356200475609672514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlUL81aU_uI/AAAAAAAAAtw/XGvL9ggCZz8/s1600-h/IMG_2648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlUL81aU_uI/AAAAAAAAAtw/XGvL9ggCZz8/s400/IMG_2648.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356200471584636642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to tour with our favorite Colorado farmer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlUL8ZFlqrI/AAAAAAAAAto/0T8JMGweADc/s1600-h/IMG_2645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlUL8ZFlqrI/AAAAAAAAAto/0T8JMGweADc/s400/IMG_2645.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356200463981456050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-6589887692862974150?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/07/scenes-from-4th.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SlURr0OBCSI/AAAAAAAAAvY/8Yn4O0pzU-8/s72-c/IMG_2776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-7279384590200042279</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Jun 2009 15:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-29T08:23:48.046-07:00</atom:updated><title>Charlie, Bean &amp; Non</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SkjcOGBJRgI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ghQpKnaU_B8/s1600-h/Two+giants+%26+ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SkjcOGBJRgI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ghQpKnaU_B8/s400/Two+giants+%26+ben.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352770291821528578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my husband (center) with two of his cousins.  These two are Hunts.  The Hunts are a unique gang of people.  Every time one of them shows up, the fun begins.  They are all hysterically funny and they are all TALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-7279384590200042279?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/06/charlie-bean-non.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SkjcOGBJRgI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ghQpKnaU_B8/s72-c/Two+giants+%26+ben.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-1298694703375049260</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 22:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-23T15:09:35.712-07:00</atom:updated><title>Bales on our pivot...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SkFRwr4Bp2I/AAAAAAAAAtY/YQ4MBcdqzCo/s1600-h/IMG_0789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SkFRwr4Bp2I/AAAAAAAAAtY/YQ4MBcdqzCo/s400/IMG_0789.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350647729146144610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are now stacked by our hay barn (you can see it toward the back of this picture) and patiently waiting for us to stack them inside.  The only thing left to decide is...will Son #5 ride with me in the tractor or in the other tractor with Daddy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-1298694703375049260?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/06/bales-on-our-pivot.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SkFRwr4Bp2I/AAAAAAAAAtY/YQ4MBcdqzCo/s72-c/IMG_0789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-6250968460601372889</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Jun 2009 03:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-20T21:00:10.299-07:00</atom:updated><title>Saturday Evening on the Farm</title><description>Today has been the best day!  I was soaking up some actual quiet time when my handsome hubby called to tell me that his irrigating crew had expanded to include some of the boys' cute cousins...I knew it was a Kodak Moment not to be missed!  So I donned my rubber boots, grabbed my camera and here's what awaited me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj2uFPIwELI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/5ax2LdF2wPI/s1600-h/IMG_0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj2uFPIwELI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/5ax2LdF2wPI/s400/IMG_0787.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349623337371832498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj2uE8r9qhI/AAAAAAAAAtI/_P-dgqxZtQQ/s1600-h/IMG_0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj2uE8r9qhI/AAAAAAAAAtI/_P-dgqxZtQQ/s400/IMG_0781.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349623332419250706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj2uElxpB6I/AAAAAAAAAtA/nFU_JOwjObk/s1600-h/IMG_0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj2uElxpB6I/AAAAAAAAAtA/nFU_JOwjObk/s400/IMG_0778.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349623326269048738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj2uEQdgawI/AAAAAAAAAs4/l0QHR8g5kwU/s1600-h/IMG_0773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj2uEQdgawI/AAAAAAAAAs4/l0QHR8g5kwU/s400/IMG_0773.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349623320547453698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj2p1hTIwsI/AAAAAAAAAsw/FHldBN5JEf0/s1600-h/IMG_0772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj2p1hTIwsI/AAAAAAAAAsw/FHldBN5JEf0/s400/IMG_0772.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349618669322814146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj2p1ZrRKAI/AAAAAAAAAso/p1zNpeTGubQ/s1600-h/IMG_0763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj2p1ZrRKAI/AAAAAAAAAso/p1zNpeTGubQ/s400/IMG_0763.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349618667276544002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj2p03jbeHI/AAAAAAAAAsg/WkAL656ZyQ0/s1600-h/IMG_0754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj2p03jbeHI/AAAAAAAAAsg/WkAL656ZyQ0/s400/IMG_0754.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349618658116860018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj2p0q0QTYI/AAAAAAAAAsY/ab3lc1qlWr4/s1600-h/IMG_0752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj2p0q0QTYI/AAAAAAAAAsY/ab3lc1qlWr4/s400/IMG_0752.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349618654697770370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj2p0cf_FKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/076o9rqE7hg/s1600-h/IMG_0749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj2p0cf_FKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/076o9rqE7hg/s400/IMG_0749.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349618650854659234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-6250968460601372889?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/06/saturday-evening-on-farm.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj2uFPIwELI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/5ax2LdF2wPI/s72-c/IMG_0787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-1912240672706540974</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Jun 2009 18:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-20T11:22:07.362-07:00</atom:updated><title>Summer Reading Program</title><description>Son #5 'reading' his book while Son #4 reads his own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj0ni2sptAI/AAAAAAAAAsI/KnvFXlUvF2g/s1600-h/IMG_0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj0ni2sptAI/AAAAAAAAAsI/KnvFXlUvF2g/s400/IMG_0736.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349475412137849858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO thankful that Sons #3 &amp; #4 are bookworms!  Such a wonderful example for Son #5!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-1912240672706540974?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-reading-program.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sj0ni2sptAI/AAAAAAAAAsI/KnvFXlUvF2g/s72-c/IMG_0736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-1652573368393521423</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 20:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-19T13:54:58.507-07:00</atom:updated><title>windrows on our pivot...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sjv6bHnELrI/AAAAAAAAAsA/wW8wvnBbY-c/s1600-h/IMG_0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sjv6bHnELrI/AAAAAAAAAsA/wW8wvnBbY-c/s400/IMG_0741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349144326238908082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front to back: our irrigated wheat, alfalfa windrows on our pivot and then the Blue Mountains...life is BEAUTIFUL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-1652573368393521423?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/06/windrows-on-our-pivot.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sjv6bHnELrI/AAAAAAAAAsA/wW8wvnBbY-c/s72-c/IMG_0741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-6550752049432607020</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jun 2009 21:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-18T14:40:18.271-07:00</atom:updated><title>Comparing brands...</title><description>Which do you prefer...quilted, bovine accessory or iron?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quilted by me (THANK YOU Merlene for the MANY lessons)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjqyP7SN8LI/AAAAAAAAArs/VMaXAYeiXi0/s1600-h/IMG_0734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjqyP7SN8LI/AAAAAAAAArs/VMaXAYeiXi0/s400/IMG_0734.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348783494137770162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bovine accessory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjqyPXMtPrI/AAAAAAAAArk/aMsRZ6acs4Y/s1600-h/IMG_0610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjqyPXMtPrI/AAAAAAAAArk/aMsRZ6acs4Y/s400/IMG_0610.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348783484450979506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR...the branding iron being heated here in most redneck fashion (with the cutting torch) by my handsome husband...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjqzjBTQk6I/AAAAAAAAAr0/PbX82iRhWcY/s1600-h/IMG_0602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjqzjBTQk6I/AAAAAAAAAr0/PbX82iRhWcY/s400/IMG_0602.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348784921681892258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-6550752049432607020?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/06/comparing-brands.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjqyP7SN8LI/AAAAAAAAArs/VMaXAYeiXi0/s72-c/IMG_0734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-219625687468010985</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2009 13:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-15T07:47:40.808-07:00</atom:updated><title>Monday Morning</title><description>Buster...the black and white dog on the left who couldn't wait for the picture to be taken before consuming the entrails of the deer...was puking in the yard this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjZT2GuCVuI/AAAAAAAAArc/xkR9LGRTO3k/s1600-h/IMG_0609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjZT2GuCVuI/AAAAAAAAArc/xkR9LGRTO3k/s400/IMG_0609.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347553796530788066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to worry though...Mo...a connoisseur of all things disgusting was on hand to lick it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjZT179yFvI/AAAAAAAAArU/tPXgTi4uf1E/s1600-h/IMG_0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjZT179yFvI/AAAAAAAAArU/tPXgTi4uf1E/s400/IMG_0491.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347553793644041970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-219625687468010985?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday-morning.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjZT2GuCVuI/AAAAAAAAArc/xkR9LGRTO3k/s72-c/IMG_0609.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-8449093194927648677</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Jun 2009 01:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-13T18:09:33.470-07:00</atom:updated><title>He's BACK!!!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjRNADaSNJI/AAAAAAAAArM/3hwp83rkaPQ/s1600-h/Bo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjRNADaSNJI/AAAAAAAAArM/3hwp83rkaPQ/s400/Bo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346983320906511506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are thankful and thrilled!  I thought Son #5 was going to explode from glee when he noticed Bo was back!  THANK YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-8449093194927648677?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/06/hes-back.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjRNADaSNJI/AAAAAAAAArM/3hwp83rkaPQ/s72-c/Bo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-1850578103673026060</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2009 02:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-11T20:49:33.678-07:00</atom:updated><title>When Merlene leaves town...</title><description>everything gets out of control around here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example...today while I was faithfully serving my country in jury duty...never mind the fact that I prayed before and during to NOT get picked as a juror...then prayed prayers of gratitude when I was not picked...as well as the fact that I wasn't thrilled about the idea of even having to go in the first place...this cute fella...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjG_ADun7AI/AAAAAAAAAq0/MBXjPaqzNT4/s1600-h/IMG_0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjG_ADun7AI/AAAAAAAAAq0/MBXjPaqzNT4/s400/IMG_0569.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346264240387255298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;along with his grandfather...Merlene's husband...seen here holding two of his beautiful granddaughters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjG_Ai0LIdI/AAAAAAAAAq8/vqCvL7JI0qk/s1600-h/Ben+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjG_Ai0LIdI/AAAAAAAAAq8/vqCvL7JI0qk/s400/Ben+061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346264248732033490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came to our home and repossessed this precious guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjG_A7Tf8FI/AAAAAAAAArE/1TtYTuzr98g/s1600-h/Bo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjG_A7Tf8FI/AAAAAAAAArE/1TtYTuzr98g/s400/Bo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346264255305871442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sad! Bo has lived here with us since I first arrived! He is technically Tim's dog (seen above with his granddaughters) so technically they've done nothing wrong and I need to work on my attitude...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love him and miss him and hope the inhabitants of his new (preferably temporary) digs appreciate the wonderful dog he is! He is SO GOOD with little kids! Very kind, very patient! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the two perps (jury duty lingo) above...not sure when I'm speaking to them again!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I'll be working on my attitude!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-1850578103673026060?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-merlene-leaves-town.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SjG_ADun7AI/AAAAAAAAAq0/MBXjPaqzNT4/s72-c/IMG_0569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-3229083819728081747</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2009 04:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-04T22:23:04.347-07:00</atom:updated><title>Wisdom from Jane Eyre</title><description>I was going to post some gardening pictures but for some reason they won't upload.  I'm exhausted, my brain is on the fritz and I'm going to bed so I'll try it again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For tonight I will leave you with the following from Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Laws and principles are not for the times when there is no temptation:  they are for such moments as this when body and soul rise in mutiny against their rigour; stringent are they; inviolate they shall be."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're each having a wonderful evening!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-3229083819728081747?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/06/wisdom-from-jane-eyre.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-614274481276548812</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Jun 2009 03:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-12T08:05:25.117-07:00</atom:updated><title>I'm the lucky one</title><description>Because I get to be married to my husband!!! He is the best! Here he is playing with Son #5...so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SiXvubIDRBI/AAAAAAAAAqU/yKT-124_zO0/s1600-h/IMG_0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SiXvubIDRBI/AAAAAAAAAqU/yKT-124_zO0/s400/IMG_0681.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342940113779508242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SiXvvG64_7I/AAAAAAAAAqk/lbAvtUddTTo/s1600-h/IMG_0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SiXvvG64_7I/AAAAAAAAAqk/lbAvtUddTTo/s400/IMG_0687.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342940125535469490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SiXvujKT9uI/AAAAAAAAAqc/OvPALu_3sjk/s1600-h/IMG_0684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SiXvujKT9uI/AAAAAAAAAqc/OvPALu_3sjk/s400/IMG_0684.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342940115936474850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS to Son #4 seen here trying (and failing) to find some privacy while talking to his friend, who by the way is a girl, on the phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SiXvvZ5dA-I/AAAAAAAAAqs/8lQPgj5QC7E/s1600-h/IMG_0688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SiXvvZ5dA-I/AAAAAAAAAqs/8lQPgj5QC7E/s400/IMG_0688.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342940130629714914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He played center field, pitcher, second base and got some pretty good hits tonight at his victorious baseball game!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In privacy news...I'm still going to go private...just haven't had a chance to switch everything yet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-614274481276548812?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-one-of-lucky-ones.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SiXvubIDRBI/AAAAAAAAAqU/yKT-124_zO0/s72-c/IMG_0681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-3280606561040241550</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jun 2009 15:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-01T09:01:47.905-07:00</atom:updated><title>Going Private</title><description>I'm crossing over!  I've decided to go private with my blog.  Please leave your email address in the comments section and I will add you when I switch over.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I moderate all of the comments on this blog...I will not publish the comments with email addresses for your privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-3280606561040241550?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/06/going-private.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-4505257634641302363</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2009 23:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-29T17:53:57.989-07:00</atom:updated><title>Life with a Darling Asthmatic</title><description>Lots of time with the breathing machine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SiBtIcNxe5I/AAAAAAAAAqM/eVAXkHT9MpU/s1600-h/IMG_0670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SiBtIcNxe5I/AAAAAAAAAqM/eVAXkHT9MpU/s400/IMG_0670.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341389149841750930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavy doses of steroids (soon to end...he'll have his last dose Sunday - yay)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SiBtIIyz5PI/AAAAAAAAAqE/6WIcLxK05Yw/s1600-h/IMG_0671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SiBtIIyz5PI/AAAAAAAAAqE/6WIcLxK05Yw/s400/IMG_0671.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341389144628389106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much worry about when is his next attack coming??? I spend considerable time monitoring his breathing and worrying! I've become a real basket case...I've missed quilting for a MONTH...ugh!!! SOON I'll turn normal again (whatever that means) and be back to quilting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SiBtH8m-z4I/AAAAAAAAAp8/pHOriv8pitE/s1600-h/IMG_0669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SiBtH8m-z4I/AAAAAAAAAp8/pHOriv8pitE/s400/IMG_0669.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341389141357547394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much sadness that Grandma has gone home (pretty narrow minded of my Dad to think that my Mom needed to go home with him if you ask me!)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SiBtHepju5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/QE5sTZr5q6E/s1600-h/IMG_0668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SiBtHepju5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/QE5sTZr5q6E/s400/IMG_0668.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341389133315292050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TONS of gratitude for healthy days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-4505257634641302363?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-with-darling-asthmatic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/SiBtIcNxe5I/AAAAAAAAAqM/eVAXkHT9MpU/s72-c/IMG_0670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817370758915357557.post-4949931939225262512</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2009 00:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-29T15:47:32.919-07:00</atom:updated><title>My Three Girls</title><description>My Dad's youngest brother was sort of a surprise for my Grandparents.  After my Grandfather had an accident that pinned him in a full irrigation ditch and cut off the oxygen to his brain for way too long his health deteriorated rapidly.  Consequently and thankfully my Dad's youngest brother wound up being raised in part by my parents.  This has been a wonderful blessing to all of us because instead of getting another uncle we got ourselves a big brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL...not only is he a wonderful person but so is his wife and their kids...man oh man I love their kids!!!  I used to get them every Friday night, take them to the dairy with me where we'd feed calves, pull calves, and do whatever needed done.  Then I'd take them wherever they wanted to go for dinner and sometimes these two would come stay the night with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sh8z8lZd3QI/AAAAAAAAApk/03HwMjIJrKg/s1600-h/fhf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sh8z8lZd3QI/AAAAAAAAApk/03HwMjIJrKg/s400/fhf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341044799008791810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their favorite sport!  They've even gotten into breeding show pigs and one of their off-spring took Reserve Grand Champion at the Maricopa County Fair this year (no small feat considering the MANY pigs in that competition)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sh8z8YLeN3I/AAAAAAAAApc/47ty6YnioXY/s1600-h/100_0187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sh8z8YLeN3I/AAAAAAAAApc/47ty6YnioXY/s400/100_0187.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341044795460433778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's their equally cute sister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sh8z7-xfvoI/AAAAAAAAApU/dYxbcHqNiqg/s1600-h/100_0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sh8z7-xfvoI/AAAAAAAAApU/dYxbcHqNiqg/s400/100_0154.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341044788640595586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sh8z7QvK3sI/AAAAAAAAApM/GPYiGJkQ-JU/s1600-h/100_0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sh8z7QvK3sI/AAAAAAAAApM/GPYiGJkQ-JU/s400/100_0097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341044776282808002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817370758915357557-4949931939225262512?l=lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lifeofafarmwife.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-three-girls.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A Farmer's Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hEbohEGHSW8/Sh8z8lZd3QI/AAAAAAAAApk/03HwMjIJrKg/s72-c/fhf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>