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Showing posts with label hunting. Show all posts
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Monday, August 30, 2010

Pistol Packin' Mama

     Some of you have asked to see pictures of me, but as I'm sure you realize I am the shy, quiet type... well, I've been reluctant to post pictures.  However, today my good hubby-buddy brought me a picture that I thought you might like to see.  Before I show it, though, I want to share a little history about this picture.  So, here goes:

     Waaaaaaay back in the day... when we were a small family, we lived in a one-room house.  There were four of us an' both my babies were in diapers.  When we wanted a bath, we had to either hope the water in our barrel on the roof was filled with rain water an' warmed by the sun or, we had to haul water from afar an' heat it on the stove.  Neither way was particularly easy.

     We had a garden, but we had to dig trenches next to each row of plants so the rain could be trapped long enough to water our plants.  That's because the ground was very hard, like concrete.  We raised thousands of worms an' sold them in little plastic tubs to fishermen.  We did not have a vehicle an' we lived 84 miles from town, so we had to be very creative in working for our food because we did not have a job.

     In this picture, you will see a silhouette of me against the backdrop of a setting sun.  Sometimes, we went hunting for rabbits because mostly, we could only raise vegetables.  Surprisingly, you cannot plant an animal in the ground and expect it to sprout like plants.  For a long time, we didn't have any animals.  So, we went hunting.  My good hubby-buddy and I took turns at hunting.  This night, it was my turn.

     I remember that I wore a long dress an' a jacket 'cause the evening air was a little chilly.  We were living in High Desert an' it cooled down at night.  If you look closely, you might be able to tell that I was wearing my hair in a ponytail on either side of my head an' in my right hand, I carried a rifle.

     I don't recall if we ate rabbit that night or not.  Sometimes, we did an' sometimes we must have had faulty bullets 'cause they didn't shoot straight.  Oh, well.  On those nights, we usually had oyster stew.  mmmmmm; gooood.  I hope you enjoy the picture.  Now, you know exactly what I look like, right?


     Until the next time, keep a hug on.

 ~ Yaya

Monday, March 22, 2010

Thank Goodness, Its Monday!

     Whew!  The weekend is, more or less, over.  Sunday is my absolute busiest day of the week.  Well, that is, unless you count Monday through Saturday... then, its just a contest as to which day is the busiest.  I don't know if you manage to stay that busy.  I often wonder if the reason I'm so busy is because I don't think like other people; you know, organized.  Actually, I don't really think that's the reason, though, because I know so many people who are just up to their earlobes in busy.

     How d'ya' s'pose we got this way?  So busy, I mean?  As I understand it, our ancestors did all their own baking and cooking, cleaning, making their own clothes... by hand, hunting, fishing and who knows WHAT ALL.  Still, they had time to sit down in the evening and enjoy a sunset, once in awhile.  Don't believe me?  Just ask Laura Ingalls Wilder.  Or, Anne of Greene Gables.  They knew how to find time for relaxing.

     So, what am I doing wrong?  I mean, my good hubby-buddy does everything in the house, just so I will have time to sit and write.  And that's pretty-much all I do, too.  Yet, here I am, scrambling to keep up with... MYSELF.  There's gotta' be something wrong with that.

     If you happen to walk by and see me doing something that is counter-productive, won't you please just step in and get me pointed in the right direction?  Surely, you could help a fellow-blogger get back on track, couldn't you?  Thanks.

     Until the next time, keep a hug on.

Yaya

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