Sunday, January 22, 2017


It sure seemed to take a long time for it to get light this morning, so we didn't do chores before church. When we got home, we fed the calves their corn and walked around looking for tracks and things that may have spooked the calves. There were coyote tracks in different places, so maybe they could have spooked the calves, but coyotes are around a lot and the cows/calves usually don't care. A plastic bag that had held chick feed was near the gate to the corral. Would that bag have stopped them from going into the corral? Guess we'll never know, because those calves are not telling us anything.

I did a little bookwork and took a walk on the road this afternoon. Most of the road past here is ice free. Muddy, but ice free. I took my pokin' stick along to use on the icy places.

Terry was doing something out in the garage in his stocking feet when he bumped one of the mouse traps out there. SNAP! and his toe was caught! He said it hurt!

This evening we went to Pete and Betty's for a 'mystery dinner'. The name of this one was the "The Good, the Bad, and the Guilty". Supper was very good, and the game was complicated and silly. We had a good time.
Here we are: Butch Chastity, P'Elvis Aswaggerin, Wyatt Hertz, Chief Breaking Wind,
 Elvira-Lyn Infekshin, Helena Handcart, Elias Truist-Heath, Dee Adela Muerte

Kathy, Terry, and Dandi

Saturday, January 21, 2017


Hi, from dreary, damp, drizzly, foggy eastern South Dakota. The gray weather continues.

Terry fed hay this morning and gave the calves new bedding. Then we went to Chris Meyer's funeral at St. Martin's. Pictures were being taken when we arrived because all of Eunice's grandchildren were present. Interment was at St. Luke's Cemetery, rural South Shore, and a meal and gathering was held at the South Shore Community Center. We didn't go to the cemetery(We heard it was very muddy out there.), but headed to the Community Center to visit with people we hadn't seen for a long time. Terry taught all of Chris's brothers and sisters and several of his nieces and nephews. And then there were others from the area who were there, so we were glad we went.

Through God's Hands  by Chris Meyer

I was created by God, in his hands
and gave me to Mom and Dad, to be born in this great land.

Sometimes I wonder when I cry why God wants me to die
Then I realize I'm not going to die, I'm going to take his hand into the sky.

God gave me one talent from his hand
and hopefully I can give him ten talents back into his great hands.

God gave me four brothers and one sister
Brad, Brian, Beth, Bud, and Bill, they watched me as I grew,
And through God, all held my hand.

God gave me a wife, Pam, with whom we worked, played, loved, 
and had a good time
But now I have to let go, to hold God's hand.

Sometimes, I had too much fin, in the Great Land, but believe you me
I saw the awesome power of God's great hand.

God gave me relatives, friends, and customers, of which I loved all
and through God, they all shook my hand.

Mom, I have one more little task for you,
hold Brian, Beth, Bud and Bill's hands,
And God will be there to hold your hand.

Now I must say goodbye to this great land, to go with God and hold his hand 
and see Brad and Dad in God's kingdom, the peaceful land.

(This was written on the 1st anniversary of Chris' diagnosis of cancer May 17, 2015.)

Chris chose the hymns we sang: Beautiful Savior, By Grace I'm Saved, and All Praise to Thee, My God, This Night. All of them were full of meaning to children of God.

It was almost dark by the time we got home. As we came down our road we talked about the calves. Would they be lying on their nice straw pack or would they be in the pen waiting for their corn? Neither. We couldn't see them out there anywhere! We rushed to change and get out there. Whew! They were behind the hoop shed in the corner by the trees. Terry went to chase them up and I went to get the buckets of corn. As I carried the buckets to the feed troughs, the calves were running towards me. I dumped the feed, but then I noticed that the calves had stopped and were not moving. I called and Terry urged them forward, but they wouldn't come. I went out to help him chase, but they wouldn't go through the gate. For goodness' sake, why not? They go through the gate several times a day for water and twice a day for corn. We finally gave up and let them go. We readied things so they could come around a different way to get to their corn, chased them toward the feed troughs and they still didn't want to go into that pen. Eventually, tho', we got them to go into the pen and then we had to chase them to the troughs.  So strange.  And after they ate the corn, they didn't want to leave to find their nice beds. So we left them where they were and turned on several lights.Tomorrow I am going to see if I can find tracks of an intruder.

Psalm 119:169 May my cry come before  you, O LORD; give me understanding according to your word.


Friday, January 20, 2017


 My sister called with the answer to my question yesterday. The word I was looking for was "purchase".  I had to prove to Terry that purchase could be used that way, so I dug out the dictionary.
The horse slipped on the steep incline, but he found purchase and bounded ahead.

The fog and drizzle continues here with temps in the 30's. The ice and snow is slowly melting, and there's water on the icy areas--VERY slippery.

We watched the swearing in ceremony of President Trump this morning.

Dandi watched me pull the drawer out from the kitchen stove today and then she immediately went into that dirty hole and nosed around the dust bunnies finding yummy tidbits. It was like she was just waiting for that opportunity.

Rosie invited us in for supper tonight. We hit thick fog east of town. On the way home we left the fog behind when we drove out of town. Some areas had more fog than others, but nothing was terrible. While we were at Dave and Rosie's we put a puzzle together. It was a picture of roosters, a hen, some chicks and flowers. It only had 300 pieces and I thought it would be easy. Ha-ha-ha. It was difficult, but we did it!

 The calves have left the core on this grass bale. I am surprised they haven't butted it over.


Thursday, January 19, 2017


YO! We had sunny skies for awhile today, but all at once fog moved in. It wasn't terrible, and the temps stayed in the upper 30's.

Since we were out of bread, I had to bake. Today I made regular honey-wheat bread. I thought about making rye bread, too, but settled on oatmeal molasses bread. Once upon a time I used that recipe and had written "good" beside it. We used the oatmeal molasses bread to make deer sausage sandwiches at noon.

I have been listening to an audio book from the library called The Memory Keeper's Daughter. I got to the 3rd disc and it's all scratched up and doesn't work. I have gotten engrossed in the story, so I'll have to get the book and read it.

I read in the paper today that Chris Meyer died. We knew he'd been ill- stomach cancer, I think, but hadn't heard anything for a long time. He was Art and Eunice's youngest son and Brad's little brother. The funeral is on Saturday.

I was going to walk over to Lake Alice this afternoon but decided against it after I sank in past my knees in the trees. I could have walked on the road, but I just didn't want to. Terry and I walked out to check on the cows and came back across the CRP pasture. If we have another nice warm day, there will be lots of bare spots.

I have been trying to think of a word. Say a deer is attempting to out run a wolf, but is slipping and sliding, but suddenly finds solid footing, isn't there a word to describe that? I came up with pay dirt, but that's not right. Terry said firm foundation, only that's not what I was thinking either.

Terry received a much-needed haircut this evening.

 The bark has been chewed off that dead tree. And the only animal that I think would do that would be a squirrel. But why?    Tianna, Kermit, Lassie in the back
 Barbara with Oscar beside her
 Psalm 57:1 Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me, for in you my soul takes refuge. I wll take refuge in the shadow of  your wings until the disaster has passed.

Goodnight.    Kathy, Terry, and Dandi

Wednesday, January 18, 2017


Today I left Terry home and went to the Women's Bible study at church. When that was over I volunteered at GSI for the rest of the day. One of my goals was to take pictures of the store, because it is time for the GSI pamphlet to be updated. I will try again another day, because I'm not happy with the way many of them turned out.

 Most of the day I worked in the MEN'S MALL, cleaning and organizing. There's a lot of different stuff in that corner, and it's always a challenge to categorize it and make it look good.
I bought a few groceries before coming home. I am tired. That is so ridiculous because I really did NOT overdo. I'd feel better if I'd have been outside working on this beautiful day--40 degrees above with sunshine!

Good-by from us. 

Tuesday, January 17, 2017


 I am always surprised this time of year by the hill that suddenly appears southeast of here. If you enlarge the picture, you can see it shadow in the middle of the picture. I know that hill doesn't 'just appear', but I think it's the way the sun shines on it now that makes it more noticeable.

This morning I mixed up dough for caramel rolls, and did they ever turn out good! Usually they are not that great, but today I did something right! I took them to ESL class so we wouldn't eat ourselves into oblivion.

I was hanging a birdseed wreath in a tree this morning when I heard a very loud BOOM. It didn't sound like a rifle shot. I didn't know what made a noise like that. I told Terry about it and he said it was probably the EXCEL ENERGY guys working on the new electrical lines over east. The loud noise could be from wires imploding when they are hooked together. (??? I do not understand.) Anyway, after Terry ate dinner, he went to check on the powerline, and he learned all kinds of things: Yes, the loud boom was caused by the company. They use a helicopter to lift wires. They use cranes to lift things. The wires are run through pulleys so they can be pulled and tightened. Later the pulleys will be removed. Terry said he saw a guy working with the wires from the outside of the helicopter while it was in the air. I didn't get to see that because I was at home baking rolls and doing dishes. Later Terry me over, too.

 For now wires will be on just one side of the poles. More wires can be added to the other side. Weights are hung to counterbalance the wires. The weights look really small, but the weigh 250 lbs. each.

 The wires have not been tightened all the way yet. They were working with 15,000 ft. of wire.
 Terry fed hay again today.

 Tonight's sunset.
It was another very nice day, but the wind came up this afternoon. When we did chores it seemed to be going down.

We stopped at Pete and Betty's for awhile after ESL classes. When we came out, the wind was roaring like a hurricane! We made it home just fine. The blowing snow seemed to stay low and wasn't being sent high into the air.

That's all. Adios, amigos!

Monday, January 16, 2017


Did we have a beautiful day or what? Sunny, no wind, temps in the mid-thirties- it was fantastic!

This morning I remodeled a couple of wreaths before I put them away.  I found some stuff in the basement that had been used in a flower arrangement once and attached it to this large wreath. I think it will have to be an inside one.
 Terry discovered ice slabs coming off the machine shed. Before I got out there, he said one of them stuck out 4 ft. before it broke off.
 I talked Terry into going for a walk over to the slough. In some places the snow formed lines and boxes. We took a couple sleds along with us. We did not try to see how fast we could slide, nor did we slide over any steep places. We took the bunny slope.

 I walked around more after Terry went home. It looked to me like the coyotes must have been playing and having a good time on these bright moonlit nights.
 This spot in a gully surprised me. It was not covered with snow like the rest of the gully, and there was water in the bottom. According to the tracks, I think coyotes had been drinking there.

I finished the book by Roy Eykamp. He was a South Dakotan from Lake Preston who moved his family to Australia in the 60's. He could make and do anything once he set his mind to it. I googled his name and I think he is still living. That would make him 98 years old. His wife died in 2015.

Acts 2:38-39 Peter replied, "Repent and be baptized, every one of you, in the name of Jesus Christ for the forgiveness of you sins. And you will receive the gift of the Holy Spirit. The promise is for you and your children and for all who are far off - for all whom the Lord our God will call."