Tonight David Weaver brought a bag of old Chocolate Chip Cookies to the park with intentions of feeding them to the birds at the Phillippi Creek. A few birds looked at the cookies, turned up their noses and left again. A beggar squirrel came right up to me looking for handouts. When I didn't have anything he climbed the tree, so Bob offered him a cookie. He acted just like the birds did, "No, Thanks. I don't eat cookies."
Thursday, April 17, 2014
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
This is the way Mom used to put up our hair on a Sunday morning to go to church, except the Holmes County Ohio way was to put the Bobbies up higher on the head rather than letting them hang on the forehead. Mom would take small bits of pipe cleaner and roll the hair around the cleaner like you do with hair curlers and then turn the ends in to make it look like a little knot. I think nowadays one and two year old have piggy tails until there is enough hair to braid.
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
I waited all winter for a good shot of an Amish Kappa Box. Today was that day. When I was growing up we had store bought Kappa Boxes, if we had any at all. But that was before ice cream was bought in one-gallon plastic containers. Most of the women who use these, put their extra Kappa in during travel are from the communities that wear the Ohio/Indiana style Kappa.
The top photo shows the bottom of the bucket.
This photo shows the top, the lid of the bucket. It is padded which makes for a good pin cushion. All in all most women getting off or on the buses carry a plain ice cream bucket with their Kappa. The fancy decorated ones used to be quite popular years ago. They could be found in Amish Fabric Stores. But times change, custom changes even in very small ways and the younger generation wears the kerchief or veil for travel and for everyday, which actually makes more sense because they can be washed, dried and are ready for wear again, whereas the Kap needs more care and are more expensive if you buy they. This specific Kappa Box comes from a small community in Kentucky.
Monday, April 14, 2014
Sandra Gingerich spent a couple of hours at my house with her computer. We worked until my brain was weary, so we plan to do a bit more tomorrow. It was a good afternoon. Sandra was one of the first people I learned to know twelve years ago during my first winter here.
Saturday, April 12, 2014
Tonight I had a Steak n Shake Happy Meal. I wasn't in the mood to cook up a meal for myself. I don't die if I skip a meal, plus I have a few snacks in my cupboard for whenever. So instead I went for a bike ride, stopping off at Big Olaf for a Kiddie Cup of my favorite ice cream. I visited with a few people while eating the ice cream and then crossed Bahia Vista for the bike ride. Anyway I was out for a good two hour until I turned toward home. It was then that I met two other women with Victor Ada Schlabach.
They motioned me to stop and so I did.
They asked me if I had supper?
No, I didn't have supper.
They asked me if I am hungry?
Yes, I was.
They asked me if I want something to eat?
I hesitated and so they told their story.
The three went out to eat.
They met a girl sitting on the curb at Wal-Mart.
The girl was homeless and hungry.
The ladies said they will get her something to eat.
The homeless girl wanted a hamburger with mustard.
They went and bought her a Happy Meal.
When they returned to give it to her, the girl was nowhere to be found.
So the three women went out looking for another hungry girl.
They found me.
I was that girl.