Tuesday, May 13, 2014

the bourgeoisie is alive and well in rural america


from Wikipedia
the bourgeoisie describes a social class "characterized by their ownership of capital, and their related culture"; hence, the personal terms bourgeois (masculine) and bourgeoise (feminine) culturally identify the man or woman who is a member of the wealthiest social class of a given society, and their materialistic worldview 

Today I drove by a piece of land that had been long on my "ooh and ahh, that would be a perfect homestead" farm list.  Today it had a for sale by owner sign.  I called.
I can hardly describe the disgust I feel when I find that someone is trying to sell land near my home to "recreational users" for ten thousand dollars an acre.  Honestly, land near us goes for three thousand an acre at the MOST when it has a trout stream running through it.  

These are the people that are making farming and rural life impossible in America for the peasant.  Our area is becoming a playground for the city rich who like to come out here once or twice a year to their 50 acres and get their big buck then go home and leave the land to lay fallow until they come up for their pleasure again.  It is sickening.

God help the farmers and the farmer wannabees!


Wednesday, May 7, 2014

scenes of spring

 Bringing in the laundry.  
No, this is not some local traditional head dress, this is daddy's shirt.


Today before the storm.

Sunday, May 4, 2014

Be quiet at Mass


Today our family attended a new chapel for Mass.  The other children there made me realize just how lazy we have been about behavior at Mass.  

They were not exactly the gang from The Best Christmas Pageant Ever.....

But they were quite squirmy and loud at times.  I noticed every other child above a nursing baby sat quietly and kneeled when everyone else did.  Laying on the floor and looking up at the pew was not the norm here.  Flailing and crying was not to be seen.

I was holding my 9 month old and she was saying "DA DA" and the little girl behind me whispered to her mother "Why is she being loud?"

Yikes! 

I guess our years of attending a Mass at a huge old church with a low population of faithful has made us ready to excuse inexcusable behavior.  Maybe a tightly packed church is part of Gods will for us and will encourage a tighter ship here and the Mass monsters will be a thing of the past.

Saturday, May 3, 2014

Happy First Saturday

St Isidore, pray for us

Raking out the daffodil bed.

Crowning Mary,
 Queen of the Angels, Queen of the May.

Pruning Grapes

May on the teeny tiny farm


127 baby meat birds.  They are so cute when they are small.  
They do not look tasty yet.


The next best thing to having a cow....
(or so I tell myself to make myself feel better)
50 lbs of Organic butter at $1.30 a pound.  
I may not currently be teaching the girls to milk and churn, 
but I am teaching them how to eat real food and be thrifty.


Wrapping the butter

Putting it in the freezer.


Oh no, earache!
 My mom is so weird she makes me put an onion on my ear!
(but it works!)
Two hours later this sad little face was smiling and playing with her sisters.