Jill just talked to a farmer friend just west of town.
Hail ran through their fields. You can’t even tell what the field was, the stalks are only a few inches high, tree leaves are stripped completely. Plywood bins and siding on the house damaged, broken windows.
All this in just a few minutes.
The corn will be down, the potatoes are still in the ground but no plants above.
A comment from someone in the family — “I didn’t know God was so strong!”
The fruit of the earth is plentiful this time of year. Our friends have been very gracious. Boxes of produce have appeared at our door. Corn, strawberries, zucchini, beans, cucumbers and much more.
What to do?
Learn to can!
And so Jill has been off to pick up tips on canning (this is not an activity she has participated in previously). One site she found gave visual directions on the steps of canning. Now we have jars of pickles and relish. Yesterday was tomato day.
Our internet access has been slow the last few days.
I remember the first time someone moved to high speed. He was a computer technician. He knew about clock speeds, modems and ISP’s.
His firsts comment the next day — “I’d never go back to dial up!”
In my stubbornness, I figured I would stick with dial up. And even if I moved to high speed, I wouldn’t be caught up in trying to keep up!!
Guess again!
This last week our “express light” high speed has been slower than usual. You put up with, rationalize around, and generally try to be nice. Today I phoned the ISP (internet service provider) and mentioned, in a nice way, that I was getting half the speed of another ISP.
The supervisor was informed. The reply was that someone in Kindersley was using a lot of the broadband. The problem should be fixed tomorrow.
So, the high chair had it’s inauguration today.
After struggling with instructions and fabrications that sometimes eluded us, the chair was in place last night. Today a two year old girl sat in the chair.
As our guest (along with her mother) she ate with fork and spoon. She then used the God given utensils, her fingers. A jelloed dessert spread over the tray as she completed her feast. When they left we cleaned the chair with ease.
The chair was a success. But the real measure of success is in the visiting and sharing together which such a high chair makes possible.