MEMORIES OF A BETTER TIME......  

spunky11961 57M
37213 posts
6/25/2006 7:57 pm
MEMORIES OF A BETTER TIME......


Thanx to an email with a friend I'm encouraged to write This,an ol' farm boy's ramblin's of things past...
Thanx countryheart71 Curtain Rods read this it's funnier n Larry the cable guy!She twisted my arm so here it is.....
I was born and raised in the country true and blue!On a Farm that I still fondly remember!The nearest neighbors lived in a house we owned for the farm hands,A quarter mile away!We only farmed A hundred and sixty four,(That's a quarter section for those that don't know!)but we made due and things usually weren't that tough....Except for hail and tornados and the occasional drought,We always had some food on the table!Those times that were hard we did know how to survive,there was always fish and game to be had(In or Out of season,A country boy WILL survive!)We knew all the berries and the nuts and roots to,We rarely went hungry with all this in our backyard!
We planted a big garden and a truck patch to boot,this was sold in stands along the road.
We new all the trees and the herbs that provided the cures as doctors came dear and there wasn't that much money!
We drove old Farmalls our tractor of choice but there was a Case and a Deere there,We used what we could get
Spring was about plantin' after the plowin' and the discin' was done,
We hunted for mushrooms at this time too!
Summer was for cultivating and weed control
And all the rasberries and the black berries that we could pick!Strawberries grew wild along our road,Country boys can always find somethin' to eat!
With fall came the harvest and puttin food up for winter,that what wasn't canned in the summer! The smell in the air I really do miss the leaves and the wood smoke,just like incense to me!
The smell of the hickory nuts and walnuts to,We gathered for winter to shell on those cold nights
If you've never had Thanksgiving on the farm You'll never now what a feast really is!
Plowin' was started as time and weather allowed,
When winter set in there was wood cuttin' to do and huntin' for meat for the table to suppliment that which we grew!
Winter was dreary with snow shuttin'us in sometimes but I do really miss it and all the other seasons to!
Someday I'll be back there,out in the country that is...As for that ol' farm it's soon gonna be just another housin' development
Sad how this area has changed in only a few decades...A country boy couldn't survive here anymore......................................

~spunky


lovemetouchme5 52F
2102 posts
6/27/2006 3:06 pm

I grew up in the suburbs, but moved to the country with my soon to be ex about 4 years ago. We only live on 9 acres, but my closest neighbors are about a quarter mile away. I love living in the country. The best part is the peace and quiet except for the coyotes howling in the background at night. Besides that, I love it here because if I'm outside and have to pee, all I have to do is drop my drawers! With the tree lines set up the way they are, no one sees me..lol


spunky11961 replies on 6/27/2006 3:24 pm:
Hello,lovemetouchme! Welcome! Love the comment,There's much more ya can do outside too....I moved back to the farm with an ex,We took advantage of the Remotness !!! My ex to be wouldn't live there so when it went to sale I just let it go....Still kickin myself!
I hope that your situation is or will get brighter! I know what you went through so to speak...Tough on ya but it does get easier! Hugs to ya on that! Thanx for the visit and yer always welcome,Anytime!
~spunky

imLadyBambi 59M/51F

6/26/2006 1:30 am

Spunky,

Mr. Bambi here...

Unfortunately we can't lay claim to the same upbringing. Lady Bambi was raised in the upper class suburbs. I'm a city boy myself. Strange thing - just yesterday I was boasting about how honed my survival skills were. For example, I left home when I was 16 (I was living in Germany at the time) if I needed anything, I'd sell black market snow skis to the Germans or I'd wax floors to get money. I guess it never occurred to me that there was another way (living off the land).

I guess in the end it doesn't matter how you make it, what matters is that we made it!

Hey, thanks for visiting our blog.


spunky11961 replies on 6/26/2006 3:45 pm:
Hey There! Ya don't have ta be country to know how to survive! I found that out livin' in a big city,Totally different set of skills!Skills aren't just learned sometimes they're EARNED! I've met many people from all walks off life and found that there are many different ways.....Some good,some bad! But some times You do what you have to! Thanx for the visit and the comment You're always welcome here!
~spunky

countryheart_71 46F
8081 posts
6/25/2006 8:58 pm

That is exactly how I grew up! My dad and my brother's always hunted for squirrel, rabbit, and pheasants. I can remember loading the chopped wood in the back of my dad's truck and taking it to the wood pile close to the house. The smell of wood burning, I just hated it when it would down draft! Had to go to school smelling like wood smoke. Ahhh, the memories!

~Country~


spunky11961 replies on 6/25/2006 9:24 pm:
HEY YOU! thanx for sharin' that, seems we do have some things in common!About the wood smoke...We also heated with fuel oil and coal!
The stove also burnt coal,That's a flavor sensation ya don't soon forget! Thanx you for the comment,Yer always welcome here!
remind me to tell ya about the time the sour kraut crock exploded!
Oooh that smell, can't ya smell that smell! story for another day....
~spunky

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