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Grandpa Kennedy’s Barn #WW

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Good-morning, Kittens & Dawgs! Yesterday I learned of more sad mews. The 66-year old rock n’ roller, Tom Petty suffered cardiac arrest and passed away late Monday afternoon in Santa Monica, California. This morning’s mewsic dedication is a tribute to his memory. My prayers are with the Petty family, friends, and fans.

 

A new month is here, can you believe it? I’m ready for all things associated with autumn, aren’t you?  Last month, I began sharing a series on barns and I’m continuing through this month. My father-in-law’s dad built this barn. The below photo, DH’s oldest brother shared with us many years ago.

The cool thing is this barn still stands on my in-laws’ property. My FIL celebrated his 94th day this year, so this barn is easily more than a 100-years old.

I took this picture in 2011 with my Canon SD880 point n’ shoot camera. All I did with my first image is to use Pixelmator to crop and add my copyright. I love this old barn!

Next, I took it through my iPad app Distressed FX to create a vintage style photo by using these layer options: “Lily” and “Juje” before adding a bird “Scattered” overlay.

In Brushstroke, another iPad app, I used “Washed W1”, Orange Paper, and bumped the Exposure creating a very warm, Autumn tone to the picture which I very much like.

The last photo-art project, I opened the Waterlogue app on my iPad using the very first picture once again selecting these presents: “Luminous”, “#10 format”, and paint lightness “Auto”. My copyright pretty much disappeared, so I uploaded the new image to my Mac to use Pixelmator for this final edition.

Each program offers something new to the picture and giving the viewer a different experience.  Do you like one more than another?

 



 

 

I’m messaging my posts tenderly to find the right way to bring together daily memes in one spot. Joyce From Across the Pond hosts the mid-week Q&A session, Wednesday Hodgepodge and here are my responses.

 

1.  Have you ever spent time on a farm? Tell us a little bit about it. Have you ever grown your own pumpkin? Been on a hayride? Driven a tractor? Milked a cow?
My grandparents had a small farm – garden, chickens, hogs, and a cow. I never milked a cow. It do recall watching my great-grandma mild their ole cow who spooked me. She was a hateful thing or so it seemed in my once child mind.  No, I never grew a pumpkin but we accidentally grew some one year the bank side of our property where I always tossed the old pumpkins to decompass. This happened one year when I threw out a small uncarved pumpkin. The seeds planted itself, a plant sprung up, and flowers appeared but no pumpkins formed. It was kind of exciting.  Oh yeah, I’ve been on a few hay rides back in the day before I realized I was allergic to hay. I always was sick after and I didn’t figure out until years later after being tested for allergies. lol
2. What’s something younger you would like about you now? 
Everything. In my younger years, my self-esteem was low. I didn’t think I was pretty or smart, always living in the shadows of other gals. I wasn’t jealous or envious of these girls but I always measured myself to what I saw or thought I was seeing. In a young person’s eye the grass is always greener on the other side, right? By the time I moved into my late 20s to early 30s I grew into my skin purrfectly, liking things more and more about myself and these days I’m empowered with confidence and acceptance of who I am. I know my limitations but I also know I can do many things if I set my mind on it. I wish I could tell a  younger me these things to speed this process up but there’s no such thing as time travel and if there was, would I really listen?

3. What are three things you’d like to do more often? Three things you’d like to do less often?

I need to do more often photograph, sketch, and create. Things I need to do less often are worry, caving, and trying too hard.

4. What’s on your nachos?

If I had nachos, then I’d throw caution to the wind and have the works – refried beans, spicy ground beef, sour cream, chives, tomatoes, cheese, and sour cream or guacamole. Yum, doesn’t that sound good?

5. What’s the most random thing in your purse or wallet? Does it need to stay there?

Everything in my purse is there by design. I hate large, over stuffed purses and only keep the necessities. Years ago, you might find just about anything in my purse but when it got so heavy to cause back pain I knew I had to do something to change this and shrunk my purse size and its contents drastically. Usually, when DH and I are running around town I do not even carry my purse. That’s so liberating, too!

6.  Insert your own random thought here.

Years and years ago, I made lip balm with my daughters which was a lot of fun and the balm turned out really nice. In recent years I wanted to redo that same DIY project but I don’t know what became of my instructions so when I stumbled on a fellow blogger sharing her Burt’s Bees imitation Peppermint Lip Balm, I did a quick screen grab of the instructions and this summer I made my own. Are you interested? Check it out!

 

Imitation Burt's Bees Lip Balm

Imitation Burt's Bees Lip Balm

Ingredients

  • 2 tablespoons beeswax pastilles
  • 2 tablespoons shea butter
  • 2 tablespoons coconut oil
  • 30+ drops peppermint essential oil*
  • *I used Lorran Peppermint Oil I had on hand for candy making. The essential oil may have a stronger scent but I couldn't find an American made peppermint essential oil. It may be available but manufacturers aren't always forth coming with these details and it's not my job to the manufacturing country origin is the USA. Proudly list on your product - AMERICAN MADE!

Instructions

  1. Melt beeswax, shea butter, and coconut oil in a double boiler or small glass bowl over a small pot of boiling water, stirring constantly until melted.
  2. Remove pan from heat but keep over the still-hot water to keep the mixture melted.
  3. Add essential oils, I started with 30 drops and increased the amount until I suspected it could be strong enough even though my it didn't smell too strong. I'm guessing I stopped after 40 drops but I think it could go higher. It's your call.
  4. Use a pipette or a dropper to fill the lip balm tubes. Do this quickly because the mixture begins to hardened almost immediately after removing from heat.
  5. Let tubes sit at room temperature for several hours (I cheated and placed in the freezer for 5 minutes that wasn't long enough but it gave it a good head start) until cooled and completely hardened before capping tubes. The final touch, I added a colorful, handwritten label noting the flavor of the lip balm.

Notes

Use an extra teaspoon or two of beeswax if you prefer a thicker, longer-lasting lip balm or slightly less if you want a smoother, softer lip balm. I opted for the extra beeswax with the hopes it would withstand the warmer temperatures should it get left in the car, which my tube has and it did quite well. It got a little soft but did not liquify.

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The Amazon product links are NOT affiliates listed in the recipe but I did uses these items and I wanted to share what I found worked well for me.

 

 

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My last time in an outhouse

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Good-morning, kittens & dawgs! I am totally into learning about my ancestors. Last Friday, you sampled a taste of my genealogy with Meet my parents. I shared with you that Mom and Dad were both born in southern West Virginia. Of course, I lived there until I married in 1979.

In the era my parents were born (late 30s to mid-40s) times were hard for the mountaineers. Folks in the small woods communities in McDowell County had few luxuries and many lived in conditions we would think are primitive today.

I got to thinking about their many inconveniences and things we take for granted like bathrooms. In those days, you went to the bathroom in an Outhouse (outdoor toilet) in most areas. Although, finding a spot behind a tree would work, too. When I was a little girl that’s the only bathroom my family had until the late 60s. Have you had the privilege of using one?Now, this brings me to the point of post. I have a funny story to share about my last time in an outhouse.

In the early 80s, we went home for a weekend visit to my in-laws. Years ago, we sorta coördinated our trips home when DH’s older brothers and their wives would be there, too. On this particular stay the house was full of people.

It was night-time, everyone was doing their own thing as I laid on the sofa reading a scary book when mother nature made her call. I didn’t waste time to check the bathrooms ~ upstairs bathroom…occupied. SHOOT! Downstairs bath…taken! DANG!! I had no other recourse than to venture out into the darkness…alone. It sounds like I’m a bit of scaredy Cathy, doesn’t it? If you said, yes, then you’re right. Trust me, no one wants to go to an outhouse with you. I grabbed a flash light; out the door, across the lawn, and down the hill I went.

Making myself comfortable, it was then I realized all alone…in the dark… and at the edge of the woods my ears picked up every tiny sound. My eyes darted rapidly back and forth.  I heard scratching and movement. Where was it? My heart quickened. It wasn’t uncommon for animals to amble across my in-laws property. Was it a bear? A panther? Anything was possible, after all I was in wild, wonderful, West Virginia.

My brow was tense, my nostrils flared excitedly with each breath, and my pulse beating 100mps. “Okay,” I thought, “If its a bear I can out run it, but a big cat? No way!” Exhaling heavily, I voiced out loud, “Stay calm. Walk, don’t run. Keep alert!” With saucer wide eyes, I gradually opened the door. So far so good! I don’t see anything, I thought.

I paced my feet – not too fast and not too slow. My heart-felt like it would jump out of my chest. DH told me on several occasions how the terrifying cry from the big cat woke him in the middle of the night or how he sensed the stealthy creature prowling around in the shadows after he’s returned home at night when we dated. Why even Grandma Kennedy told us the story of a panther that chased her and her sister home when she was young; barely escaping death from the merciless feline we named Green Eyes.

The minute long trip back to the comfort of my in-laws’ home took forever or so it seemed. Breathlessly, I told DH about my experience. Trying to not laugh, I’m sure he giggled just a bit, a silly grin creased his face. “That was a mouse more than likely. They like to build nests under the outhouse.

My shoulders slumped with relief. I was happy my wild suspicions was nothing more than a mouse but I couldn’t help to think, “What if it weren’t a mouse, but ole Green Eyes?”

Please forgive me, but this is a good time to toss in a plug for my children’s story. Check out… The Tale of Ole Green Eyes  Thanks! 😉

In retrospect, I like to think my venture was every bit as exciting as a panther lurking somewhere in the dark, unseen and not a little mouse. However, I never used the outdoor facilities again after that and avoided being out after dark…alone. lol

You may enjoy reading the Time’s article A Brief History of Toilets. Personally, I am thankful we have toilets…in our home where you don’t have to wear a coat or carry a shotgun when you go to the bathroom, aren’t you?

What outhouse stories do you have to share?

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#WW: Rural life

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This month I’m taking a hiatus. There will be no featured photographers, but I’m keeping the linky party going and will do return visits in short order.

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This photo was taken with my little point n’ shoot before the days of my big girl camera. I can’t remember exactly where this is, except I’m fairly certain it’s somewhere in North Carolina.

 

 

Thank you for making me apart of your day. Have a fototastic day!

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