The hot weather that we have waited for all winter has finally arrived. In the midst of below zero temperatures I often conjure up images of these hot days and try to warm myself through those thoughts. Now we may have to use the reverse process to try to cool down. These hot and humid days make me wonder how we ever survived before air conditioning came along. I can remember some very warm summer days on the farm. The worst part as I recall was trying to sleep through the heat.
We are in the midst of summer and that also puts us in the middle of the fishing season. This is very evident as you see vehicles pulling boats and lakes spotted with dedicated fishermen. I decided that you really need to have a fishing check list so I jotted down a few of the most important things to take when going fishing. Hope this will help you out next time you hit the water. 1. A fishing license - the time to think about this is not when you are out on the lake and a boat is quickly coming toward you. 2.
Another holiday is upon us. The July 4 celebration often marks the height of the summer season. When it is over it seems like summer is on the downward swing. I like the July 4 holiday because it is warm, festive and a lot of people are around for celebrations and reunions. It is a great time to catch up with family and friends. However, the original meaning of the holiday was not to celebrate summer or family but rather to recognize our freedoms established through the Declaration of Independence.
By Katie Erdman Hancock Record Nestled in a grove of trees sits a tiny home nearly lost to the public eye. It is quiet there, where the only sound is often the whisper of the wind in the trees above. The tiny home is old, built before size was a concern. The downstairs has four small rooms and the upstairs has three even smaller rooms.
It has been two years now since my husband and I moved to our home on Lake Emily. Being on the lake you are able to make a lot of observations about nature. I recently decided that it is windy 80 percent of the time and I am getting tired of the constant blowing. However, I also realized there may just be a reason for that wind. After two or three days of wind, we usually get a day or two of calm. A brief rest for the water, trees, and animals. A time of unparalleled beauty.
I have never been a father but I have many great father figures in my life. Nearly all fathers that I meet have some unique quality about them that I admire. Each has their own way of being a father and loving their children. I have often joked that men have life pretty easy. In reality though I know that men work very hard and as fathers, their lives are filled with just as much stress, worry and labor as women. They just show it in different ways. My father was a good example of this.
Little people don't always have it easy. Adults often envy children because they are small and have life by the tail so to speak. However, after spending the last week with my grandson I have learned that being little isn't always the easy life. My husband and I picked up Tristyn last weekend and brought him home with us while his parents took a short vacation. We have had a fun if not exhausting week so far. He is busy fishing, riding the mower and tractor, swimming in the pool and lake and helping grandma water the garden.
Baseball and softball season is in full swing. While high school ball winds down, summer leagues begin with T-ball, Little League, Babe Ruth, VFW, Legion and adult leagues. For baseball fans and the athletes it is the best time of the year. It seems like the sports is growing at an alarming rate. Fields are booked constantly and if a game happens to get rained out it becomes a nightmare to reschedule. Nights and weekends are totally filled with games and tournaments. I like baseball but there are other things in life, too.
"In Flanders Fields, the poppies blow." This famous line from a popular poem written by Col. John McCrae in 1915, brings to mind our fallen soldiers whose blood was shed during battles. Flanders Fields is a U.S. military cemetery in Belgium where 368 servicemen died and were buried during World War I. While Flanders Fields is thousands of miles from here and we may not have any poppies blowing, remembering the sacrifice of those soldiers and every one since is a tradition on Memorial Day.
Within a week, the next class of Morris Area High School students will be graduating. For adults, the time has passed quickly, but Im sure the students will disagree. After all, there has been a lot to learn during those 13 years of school. Educating these students has been a process that involved many people. It wasnt limited to the teachers but also included administrators, staff, coaches, friends, family and, in reality, the entire community. Beyond the classroom they were taught lifes lessons at so many levels. A stop at the local grocery store gave them experience in managing money.