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Just had to keep up with this blog so it doesn't get deleted. Please see my HomeschoolBlogger blog.
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That is, Aunt Weezy
told me to share a bit on my farming experiences and wants to know what
I'm growing. Even though, this is a template testing zone.
Only. Just this once am I really blogging on this one. :) Honestly, I ain't growing anything. I just sit on the deck and talk to mom when she gets the seeds ready for germination. The only garden related thing I've done is rotatilling and digging trenches (you know, the muscle part of farming). I'm thinking about getting my self a lemon tree though. What's the best climate for those? As far as the chickens go, we've only gotten two so far. One of which ran away on the first day and we found 3 days later ALIVE (sorta appropriate for Easter, doncha think?). That was the rooster, Curly. The hen, Rosie, is a good little chicken...the first chicken I've ever in my entire life liked. She's really calm and she's already laid us 3 whole eggs! Anyways, that's alls I got to say as far as this farming thing goes. Now back to my HTML.... :D:D |
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Second entry for test...
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This is really a test blog, but I'll post this anyways. It came from my real blog, and can be found here. When I was about 9 years old I had a Psalty’s Bible. In the back there was a picture and I can’t remember it exactly, but I think it just had a bunch of names placed here and there and it was supposed to be “God’s Children”. Of course, Coie was not there. I always wished it was. I would close my Bible, pray real hard, then open it in a dramatic display and see if my name had magically showed up on that page. I was, obviously, disappointed every time. About this time I took an interest in sewing. My aunt’s family lived with us then, and I told Paulie that he should get up in the middle of the night with me and he could whittle a stick while I “quilted”. I got an old dress and started cutting it into squares with a steak knife and sewing them together with my 98 cent store sewing kit. I tried to make many creations using this primitive method, but nothing came out right. When I was 11 I took my first sewing and quilting class from a woman named Janet Kannady. I learned a lot from her, and completed my first quilt that year. The year after she was having an Advanced Quilting class and I really wanted to go. We didn’t have the money, machine, or a way of transportation though, and we declined the offer to sign up. A few days later I got a letter in the mail saying I earned a “scholarship” to Janet’s Stitching Place for an Advanced Quilting Class. Mrs. Kannady also supplied material from her own stash and let me use her machine. I missed a class once because I had injured my foot very badly, but she picked me up a few days later so I could catch up at her house. When the girls in the class finished their quilts Mrs. Kannady had us make a patch for the back that had our name, the date, location, and anything else we wanted to include. I decided I wanted a verse from Proverbs on there and asked Mrs. Kannady if I could borrow her Bible to look up a verse. As I skimmed through Proverbs, I noticed that she had written many names next to verses. Names of the people that the verses had made her think of. I recognized many, but was suddenly shocked when I saw my name in there. It was next to Proverbs 3:27. Proverbs 3:27 Do not withhold good from those who deserve it, when it is in your power to act. I brought it to her questioningly and she told me that she was reading through Proverbs 3 shortly after hearing I couldn’t take her class. That was what made her give me a “scholarship” and everything else. I was blessed beyond belief, and put that verse on my quilt patch. I’m sure she lost close to $100+ doing that, and it left a great impression on me. But the point of my post is this: Everybody has a gift of some sort. Are you using yours to bless others? |