Friday, July 25, 2014
It was kind of a rough day, but
survival always wins when one takes time to count the blessings bestowed by a
loving Heavenly Father. Life is good.
Today is my dad’s birthday and it was
great to think of him today and remember so many things about him that I
love.
At this time of the year, I can see him—overall-clad—bustling
in the yards as he serviced the combine in anticipation of the grain harvest
and making sure the truck was painted; it was red. He was always so good at taking care of
everything.
I can see him getting the second crop of hay
cut, bailed, hauled and stacked on bright sunny days. When I was little, he managed a crew of
several young men (and one little girl derrick-horse tractor driver J) who brought the
crop in. About the time I left home, those jobs were all replaced by a one-man machine that did it all.
I can see him grabbing an early Red Astrachan
apple from the tree as he walked through the garden checking out everything and
pulling errant weeds on his way.
I can feel his energy as he kept everyone “hopping”
and working up to speed. There was
always a storm to beat, dew on the alfalfa to assess, and thirsty crops to
irrigate, and the race to beat the setting sun.
Even though unspoken, I always felt loved and
secure. Love you, Dad!
Good Night, Everyone. God Bless and Keep You!
P. S.
Just a note below about our favorite Red Astrachan apples that I grew up
on and that made our favorite applesauce!!
RED ASTRACHAN Russian, from England in 1816
The
Red Astrachan is an old Russian apple imported into England from Sweden in
1816, and was brought to America in 1835.
Commonly grown by gardeners and backyard orchardists in the north, Red
Astrachan is flavorful with strong acidity.
Fruit is medium size, skin yellow, flushed crimson. Flesh firm, coarse, greenish-white, and quite
tart. Make flavorful dried apples; some
old-timers rate this the best for pie.
One important note of interest; they are know for bursting their skin
when they are over-ripe, so pick when ripe.
They are great for desserts and sauce.
It is an early apple and storage time is short.
Your description of him keeping everyone "hopping" sounds a lot like my mother. :) You painted a great picture of him. And he loves you too. :) Love you Mom!
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