A soaking rain is preferred, but a sprinkling is better than nothing.
Our garden plants are struggling to survive the present drought-like conditions.
Yesterday, I did find enough green beans to add to tonight's dinner. Green beans and new potatoes seasoned with Smith's ham rests in a pot on the stove now. I know with the addition of a little bit of this and that, the entire evening meal will be good.
I baked a pie shell and added creamy, chocolate homemade filling earlier.
A lovely lady in Wal-Mart asked us how we keep our weights down, considering all the eats that she reads about in my column.
Paul has nervous energy. He eats all that he wants, still. His calorie intake stays within set guidelines. I keep the window on the scales crystal clear. We wait every morning.
I eat less food than he consumes, however. I worry about cholesterol, high blood pressure, osteoporosis, body image and his well-being.
We get plenty of exercise everyday and often, too much. There is much to do at our place.
Friday evening, our granddaughter and her husband, Sarah and Will Peace, became the parents of a baby girl. Madison Bree Peace was born at Union Hospital. She weighed 8-pounds. Madison has two brothers, Caden and Leland. Mother and daughter are doing well.
I suggested that they name their baby a name that came to me in a dream several nights ago. The young couple had already chosen to name the baby Madison Bree six months earlier; therefore, it looks as if "Avalena Jolene" is up for grabs. I do not know how I came up with the name. I sure can't use it myself (chuckle), but I sure hate to see the combination go to waste.
Anyone searching for a name? Let me know if you use it.
We have eight great-grandchildren now, three boys and five girls. Our family is truly and richly blessed.
Our Annabelle lives in Hull, Mass. Recently, the 3-year-old has shown an interest in mail. She told her mom that none arrives addressed to her. She can't say that now. The word is out on Facebook.
Her mom, Alexis, posted "Bean's" picture with her first letter. Cards and letters are rolling in, including mine. Good for the darling little miss and extra business for the post office as well.
Tootie Mae will not be entering the pet contest. Her dress is pretty enough but too small now. Too much of the modest little dachshund is exposed. So we are cheering for the pets of others.
Besides, even if Toot's picture hat fits perfectly, she hates wearing it.
Kudos to Brian Bemis and whomever helped set up and repair the damaged stones in Restlawn Cemetery recently. The older stones in the resting place needed that lift. I am especially pleased that the upright granite stone of Joseph and Alises Descamp was included in the works.
Faces and Places of Clay County was published by The Brazil Times in 1998. We read about the family on page 49. The family came to the United States from France in 1883, and settled in Brazil, in Stringtown. They were the parents of 13 children; seven born in France and six in Brazil.
Joseph worked with my family members and others in the coal mines, closed by and farmed. Joe and Alisis raised only five of their children to adulthood. I knew their daughter, Alice Metz, and her son, Lester "Shorty" Metz, and several other extended family of Mr. and Mrs. Descamp.
Dad said Alises was a good woman that wanted the best for her family. He mentioned that she took in boarders, fed them well and even washed and ironed their clothes.
When so many miners and their families came here to live and work the mines that still concern us today, the Descamps built the saloon and grocery store with living quarters topside, at the corner of Ashley and Hendrix.
Dad said some of the wood was taken from the land that I live on today. The saloon and dance hall were closed in 1909 after her husband, Joseph, died. My dad was born the same year.
Alises stayed in the grocery business after the death of her husband in 1909 until shortly before her death in 1933.
I remember that old building and recall when the Wickware family moved the hand-hewn beams and other building materials to their home site in 1947. Everyone in Stringtown was interested in the project of our good neighbors from the onset to finish.
I was a student of Alabama Street School at the time. I passed the building every day.
The beautiful home that Leona and Jay built with love, hard work and determination still stands and remains in the family today.
It seemed only befitting that we handle this precious history and preserve the memory of the folks that lived it and their stones with care. I sure do feel that things are going well in that regard now.
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