Thursday, April 30, 2015

Chickens and Puppies

Time for a pet update!  


First, chickens......we don't have any :( 

So here's the deal:
After we finished the coop, I went to town to our chicken selling establishments to buy chicks, but they were either sold out, "getting some in two weeks", or didn't have the breeds I wanted.  The days kept slipping by as I tried to decide if I should just buy what was available or wait until I could get what I wanted.  Soon enough time had passed where if I did buy the chicks available here in town, they weren't going to be old enough to move from the brooder box to the coop by the time I left for France.

Each spring, my sisters and I take our parents on a spring trip.  This year we are going to France so that my Dad, a World War II buff, can stand on the beaches of Normandy. We are all very excited, except for my husband, James.  

He is staying home; the idea of a sisters' trip is a little scary to him although if he heard that there would be antique cars lined up on the beaches of Normandy he might make an exception.  Anyway, he let me know in no uncertain terms that he would not be responsible for baby chicks still in their brooder box while I was off gallivanting.

Long story short, I chose husband over chickens.  I think it will prove to be a good decision in the end.  I have put in an order at My Pet Chicken for eight baby chicks to be delivered by mail later this summer.  We are getting two Buff Orpingtons, two Golden Laced Wyandottes, two Light Brahmas, and two Barred Plymoth Rocks.

Now puppies...

So as you all know, the Garden Friendly Dogs have a digging problem.  Much of it I have been able to head off at the pass with a trusty layer of chicken wire, but we still have issues with the random hole in the middle of the yard.  

Now Cesar Milan lays out this whole training program that deters digging. It involves a "Dig Zone" in the yard where you teach your dogs it is OK to dig, hopefully deterring them from digging up all of your day lilies. 

James and I bought a big wading pool and filled it with sand.  Then I buried some of their bones and toys in the sand, and brought on the dogs.....


As usual, Fred-the-Skeptical let Ethel-the-Intrepid go first and being the sweetheart that she is, she gave the bone she got out to him.





Only after all possibility of danger had been dispelled, did Fred take a turn.

James has serious reservations about the success of this digging deterrent, but only time will tell!

Love ya'll, 
Shelli


If all the beasts were gone, men would die from a great loneliness of spirit, 
for whatever happens to the beasts also happens to the man. 
All things are connected. Whatever befalls the Earth befalls the sons of the Earth. 
~Chief Seattle of the Suquamish Tribe, letter to President Franklin Pierce

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Garden Tour


Last weekend the Ruston Garden Club presented Jolis Jardins, their annual garden tour. Three local gardens were opened to the public, each with its own personality.

The first garden we toured was a lovely wooded two acre lot in a traditional neighborhood. Shady and serene, the garden included a beautiful trickling stream winding its way beneath a quaint foot bridge and flowing over a waterfall into a quiet pond.  


 

This garden also included a Katrina Rose, one of only two plants surviving twenty feet of salt water over the garden of Mrs. Peggy Martin of Plaquemines Parish after the destruction of Hurricane Katrina.  


Since then it has been introduced into commerce in the United Sates and has become a symbol among gardeners and rose lovers of a tenacious plant associated with a spirit of renewal and regrowth in the aftermath of a devastating blow of Nature against those living and gardening in the Gulf Coast. The Katrina Rose is a vigorous climber that can easily reach 15 plus feet.  It bears clusters of pink flowers from spring through fall. 
(Special thanks to Cheryl Maxwell, the Master Gardener posted at this garden in order to furnish information to visitors. She provided this information when I asked, "What exactly is a Katrina Rose?" )

The next garden on the tour was located in what we could call Ruston's Garden District, This garden has the distinction of being a pesticide free garden, a rigorous standard many gardeners shrink away from (me included).  But this gardener is reminding us that we can't love Mother Nature and destroy her at the same time. 


This beautiful garden also showcases many interesting succulent plants.  Wikkipedia states that  in botany, succulent plants, also known as succulents or sometimes fat plants, are plants having some parts that are more than normally thickened and fleshy, usually to retain water in arid climates or soil conditions. The word "succulent" comes from the Latin word sucus, meaning juice, or sap.


This garden also contained raised beds where organic herbs and vegetables were being grown.



The final garden on the tour was located in a wide open sunny area that allowed the gardener to design a lovely country potager. Again wikkipedia comes to our rescue by telling us that a potager is a French term for an ornamental vegetable or kitchen garden. The historical design precedent is from the Gardens of the French Renaissance and Baroque Garden à la française eras. Often flowers (edible and non-edible) and herbs are planted with the vegetables to enhance the garden's beauty.




This garden included a rustic, yet elegant garden shed as well as quirky, recycled planters.



After we had toured the gardens, we zipped over to Convention and Visitor's Bureau to enjoy a complementary lunch provided by First National Bank. Vendors were on hand to share their garden themed wares.


  The tour was great fun and seeing other gardeners' ideas inspired us to go home and work in our own gardens, our personal pallets where we paint with the flowers we love while sharing in the camaraderie of the Ruston community of gardeners.

Love ya'll, 
Shelli

I say, if your knees aren't green by the end of the day, you ought to seriously re-examine your life. 
~Bill Watterson,Calvin & Hobbes

Friday, April 24, 2015

Bare Breasted Chicken

This morning, James and I were planning our day when I mentioned that I needed to post a recipe on the blog before we got going on any other project.  He asked which recipe, and when I told him that it was the chicken breast recipe I had cooked for him recently, he agreed that everyone would like it.

Then he asked, "What are you going to call it?"

"What, the chicken?" I responded.

"No, the blog post," he answered.

"Well, I hadn't really thought about it yet, something will come to me."

"You should try an experiment," he said.

He was referring to "Growing Branches" most often viewed post entitled "Muscadine Wet T-shirt Contest".   If you read tips about writing a successful blog, one of the top suggestions is to carefully craft your titles making sure to include keys words that will generate page views.  Well, that's just not what this blog is about.  I write a simple little blog about simple little things and appreciate our readers too much to manipulate you with bogus titles.  Every title I use is one that just seems to fit and with Muscadine Wet T-shirt Contest", I was teasing James about his fear of being the husband of a blogger - his life revealed to the world, some of which are his customers.

However, when he said, "Bare Breasted Chicken" I couldn't stop laughing and couldn't resist letting him have some fun.  He is looking forward to "manipulating the search engines prurient interests". (I had to look up prurient.)

So here is the delicious, easy recipe by Rachel Schultz at "A Household Almanac" (http://rachelschultz.com/2012/07/11/worlds-best-chicken/) that has been renamed here for the purpose of  James' experiment in statistics.


Bare Breasted Chicken
Serves 3-4
4 boneless, skinless chicken breasts

1/2 cup Dijon mustard
1/4 cup maple syrup
1 tablespoon red wine vinegar
Salt & pepper
Fresh rosemary


Preheat oven to 425 degrees. In a small bowl, whisk together mustard, syrup, and vinegar.

Place chicken breasts into 9×13 lined baking dish. Season with salt & lots of pepper. Pour mustard mixture over chicken. Make sure each breast is coated. Put some more pepper on, if you please. No need to marinate. (I love that because I hate marinating/often forget to until it’s too late.)

Bake for 30-40 minutes, or until meat thermometer reads 165 degrees.

Season with fresh rosemary.


I'll let you know how it goes,
until then......

Love ya'll,
 Shelli


Wednesday, April 22, 2015

What To Give?

What do you give your daughter when she becomes a bride?

That I wanted it to be special goes without saying.  Special and of me; not from me, not by me, of me. This wedding gift needed to hold all the love I feel for her, the pride I have in her, and the hopes I wish for her as she becomes a wife and one day, a mother.

To become a wife means embarking on a journey of creation - creating a life for two people. Taking all of their hopes and dreams and working together to put them into action; into being.   Avoiding pitfalls, mastering challenges, overcoming obstacles, as well as basking in joys, reveling in triumphs, and savoring sweet contentment - all make up the life of a wife and mother.  It is a humbling, sweet voyage.

So what do you give your daughter at this joyous bon voyage?

I gave her a pillow.

When I visited New Orleans last fall, I happened upon a studio in the French Quarter where the artist "painted" with fabric and thread in the most amazing applique I have ever seen.  (see "Field Trip" post).  It hit me then that needlework would be the perfect wedding project for Katherine.  For centuries women have created samplers to record marriages and births. It would be perfect, but how to make a modern day needlework to capture the spirit of a wedding? Enter Marc Chagall!!  (see "Love, Marriage, and Marc Chagall" post)

Work began right after Christmas.  I painted the background of the picture onto the fabric.  Then components were appliqued and embellished with embroidery stitches.  I loved holding the work in my lap like I had held Katherine in my lap when she was a little girl.  My stitches weren't perfect, but neither is life, love, or marriage.  My sister gave Katherine a plaque that said "Love doesn't have to be perfect, it just has to be true", well my stitches were true.

In the end the work was a piece of me and I think it captured the joy and love we all felt during the wedding, a joy and love that will last them a lifetime.





   We loved with a love that was more than love. 
~Edgar Allan Poe

Love ya'll, 
Shelli

Monday, April 20, 2015

Wonderful Wedding!!



It was a wonderful weekend in New Orleans 
as the Jilbert and Quayhagen families were united 
through the marriage of our daughter,
 Katherine,
 and their son, 
Collin.


Pictures of the future bride and groom
were shared at the bridesmaids' brunch
the morning of the wedding.

It was a busy, hectic, fun-filled weekend 
with early morning yoga for bridesmaids....

a bridesmaids' brunch given by grandmother and aunts...

hair appointments....

and flowers to be arranged.


OK, so we didn't do this arrangement, or the bride's bouquet, or bridesmaids' bouquets, or boutonnieres,
 but we just had to channel our inner Benny (see flower show posts) so we had to do a few arrangements ourselves.
But in the end,
 there was the most beautiful wedding
with the sweetest vows
written by the happiest couple
endorsed by the most unusual officiant
smiled upon by the proudest parents
celebrated with the craziest dancing
you can imagine,
but
imagine is all you'll be able to do for now
because I lived in the moment all night unencumbered by a camera.

Our family photographer, Jamie, and the wedding photographer, Cecilia, one of Katherine's fellow Peace Corps volunteers, will have pictures ready for us soon
and then I will share the rest of this momentous occasion. 

Until then,
Shelli (M.O.B)

What a happy and holy fashion it is that those who love one another should rest on the same pillow.
 ~Nathaniel Hawthorne

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Faith in the Dark

When I was growing up my family attended church at the First Baptist Church of Many, Louisiana.  We had a wonderful pastor, Perry Lassiter.  My mom especially loved Brother Lassiter's sermons.  Now living in Ruston, I have again been blessed by reconnecting with Brother Lassiter who is also a resident of our fair town.  

A few weeks ago in our Sunday School lesson, there were some phrases that stuck with me.  The author of our lessons, J. Ellsworth Kalas, related that the apostles "found it easier to believe their doubts and fears" than to remember what Christ had told them.  He went on to say, "Unfortunately, most of us, like the disciples, are held captive by the things we expect to happen to the point that we close our minds to any contrary evidence."


These phrases made me wonder how often I worry about what I expect to happen rather than have faith in what God has working in my life and in the lives of those I love and care for. How easily do I cling to my doubts and fears? I needed to hear more, so I contacted Brother Lassiter and asked if he would expound on this subject in a guest blog post.  He graciously agreed and I am thrilled to share his wise and experienced thoughts with you




Shelli asked me to deal with ways to fight life, darkness, doubt and somehow hang onto your faith. You know there are volumes written on that right? But fools rush in and so do I. Here's a summary of where I think I'm headed:

1 – Recognize you will always find trouble in life. Everyone does.
2 – It's okay to get upset and want to rebel. Bible heroes did.
3 – Remember what He has carried you through thus far.
4 – Find a safe person who will keep their mouth shut and talk about it .
5 – Take a look at some of the resources I will suggest.


Life is difficult.

But as soon as we accept that difficulty, life is no longer as difficult.

We keep expecting to turn a corner and find peace, but it's more like we fled from a lion only to meet a bear. For those who are into sports, there's always another game and another season. For most wives there's always another meal to cook, clothes to wash, and beds to make. Life throws up one problem
or difficulty after another. We all know “This wasn't supposed to happen to ME” feeling. Sorry friend, but yeah – something of the sort happens to everybody. And when you accept that only occasionally do you get to call time out and float in peace on a calm lake, life gets better.

I have just quoted, paraphrased, and amplified the first two pagers of The Road Less Traveled by Scott Peck. It's an older book, but I strongly recommend it, especially the first two pages that are worth the price of the book. (You may even be able to read those pages free on Amazon by clicking on the book picture and arrow that says “Look Inside.”)


It's OK to argue with God.

Yes, I know you have been taught otherwise. But the great saints of the faith are recorded arguing with the Lord to the point of sarcasm.

Moses – In Exodus 3 God comes to the shepherd in a burning bush, sounding excited about liberating his people. Moses threw up excuse after excuse which the Lord kept swatting down. Finally Moses sarcastically pointed out that he was a stutterer and that hadn't changed since God started speaking to him fifteen minutes ago. God did start to sound peeved, but He didn't throw Moses away. He continued to work with him and created a great leader and deliverer.

Elijah – After that great prophet called down fire from heaven and executed all the prophets of Baal, he announced the coming of rain.  But Queen Jezebel owned those prophets and sent Elijah a telegram to get out of town by sundown or his head would roll. This formerly bold prophet broke and ran for his life, not stopping until he fell exhausted. When God caught up with him and asked what he was doing there, he POUTED! “Nobody loves me, everybody hates me, I'm going to go eat worms.” Well, not really, but it might as well have been. “I've been faithful to you and done all you called me to do, now I'm the only one left, and they're trying to kill me.” Note that God did not chide him or discard him. He gave him food and let him rest. Then He gave Elijah a fresh experience of Himself and a fresh vision of his calling.

Job – If you've read the book, you recognize that the “patience of Job” is not true. It's a New Testament translation in the KJV that would be better expressed  by the word “endurance.” He did endure and persevere, but he wasn't patient about it. He screamed at God repeaedly. Why did this happen to me? Show me my sin if I'm being punished for something. Kill me, and get me out of this misery. Vindicate me to my accusers and show them I'm innocent. The reader knows this was a test, but Job and his accusers never did. Indeed, the book was probably written to show that bad things do happen to good people. One explanation – the test – disproves the whole system that bad fortune was always payment for sin. But Job yells at God, begs Him, and doesn't let go until the Lord reveals Himself.

Note: All three of these guys argued with God and did not like their situation at all. Therefore we can argue with that same God and pour out before Him our complaints at what life is bringing us. No fear He will reject us. Rather dumping that emotion can free our minds to hear His direction.

Turning to a more positive direction, let's take a look at Paul in 2 Corinthians 11:

23 Are they servants of Christ? (I am out of my mind to talk like this.) I am more. I have worked much harder, been in prison more frequently, been flogged more severely, and been exposed to death again and again. 24 Five times I received from the Jews the forty lashes minus one. 25 Three times I was beaten with rods, once I was pelted with stones, three times I was shipwrecked, I spent a night and a day in the open sea, 26 I have been constantly on the move. I have been in danger from rivers, in danger from bandits, in danger from my fellow Jews, in danger from Gentiles; in danger in the city, in danger in the country, in danger at sea; and in danger from false believers. 27 I have labored and toiled and have often gone without sleep; I have known hunger and thirst and have often gone without food; I have been cold and naked. 28 Besides everything else, I face daily the pressure of my concern for all the churches.

When I read this, I wonder why I am griping. But often we do hurt, so what do we do about it? Remember Paul has also been through almost unendurable circumstances. Let's look at some of how he handled it in Philippians 4:

...for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. 12 I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. 13 I can do all this through him who gives me strength.

Note Paul says “I have learned...” He learned. How did he learn? Look back at 2 Corinthians 11. I wonder how many times Paul doubted and wondered whether he was in the right place. Did you see the sleepless nights and sometimes lack of food? From where he stood years later (probably under house arrest in Rome, or maybe in Ephesus). He now looks back and sees that God brought him through, so Paul can now say he is ready for anything in Christ.

We like to quote “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” We quote it as a positive in tackling a task. It was written more for your situation as you hurt. It is as if Paul said, “I have learned the hard way that I can get through anything as long as I hang onto Christ.”

Paul fought his way through all this triumphantly, as have thousands of others. And so can you. If thousands of others have fought through trial and come out in triumph, so can you. It may take awhile, and you may feel as if you got through by the skin of your teeth, but you will get through.

Remember what you have already come through.

What have you already come through? You are close to an impossibility in your conception and birth. There is no one else like you. You are a miracle. You made it into this world at birth, and have come through multiple sicknesses, allergies, falls, and perhaps surgeries. You got through schools, got married, had kids. You have lost family and friends along the way. And you're still going. How many times along the way has God helped you and carried you through?

Remembering all of that as Paul did can call forth your faith. God has been with you all your life. Why would He stop now?

Share you experiences with someone.

I love the following that I have seen ascribed to several different people.

O the comfort, the inexpressible comfort
of feeling safe with a person,
having neither to weigh thoughts, nor measure words,
but pouring them all out
wheat and chaff together,
certain that a faithful hand will sift them,
keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness
blow the rest away.

This means choosing the right person, sometimes a trained professional counselor. Many times it means talking to a close friend who can keep their mouth shut. Someone you feel safe with – and are safe. Talking it out can break up the viciously spiraling thoughts spinning through your head. Instead of whirling around in one continuous circle, over time your emotions begin to back down and your thoughts open out to new ways of dealing with life. The feeling of acceptance and companionship can lessen the pain and replace it with love.


 Seek further resources:


Dorothy Sayers wrote a remarkable book called Creed or Chaos. In it she points out that if God is indeed guilty of allowing our troubles, “he at least had the courage to take his own medicine.” She meant He allowed His Son Jesus to die on the cross. Even before that, Jesus lived a complete human life in a third world country occupied by foreigners. Almost certainly his father Joseph died, and it's likely he lost other siblings in the typical family until the day of modern medicine of the last hundred years.

Many turn to this verse, Romans 8:28 for assurance.
And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.

Footnotes:
a. Romans 8:28 Or that all things work together for good to those who love God, who; or that in all things God works together with those who love him to bring about what is good—with those who I include the note, because the Greek is ambiguous, and the last choice is my preferred choice. Paul is not saying that everything that happens is good. Obviously that's not true. It's obviously not true that everything always turns out for the best. For example, the world would be much better had the Holocaust never happened, had Hitler and Stalin and Sadam Hussein never risen to power. But Paul does say that nothing so bad can happen that God cannot re-shape it by His creative power for Good to emerge = good as defined by God.

The supreme example is the Cross. By Christian theology no sin can be greater than the Crucifixion, killing the Son of God. Essentially, saying God, get out of my life. I don't want you messing with me. I'd rather kill you than obey you = or even let you love and forgive me.
But God took that sin and transformed it through the resurrection into the greatest act in history – the salvation of the entire world! If God can do that, He can deal with my life and yours. He can take those tragedies, and over time transform them into many good things. 

Read a column by a young nun based in Philadelphia, Colleen Gibson. She is writing about her experiences during Holy Week and along the way makes these observations that seem to me to fit in here:
“Faith is what we carry with us through the darkness; it burns brightly when we cannot see.”  (For full article , go to http://perigraphs.blogspot.com/)


 Scott Peck – The Road Less Traveled – First two pages, especially. An excellent book with an emphasis on personal discipline. A great life guidpost.

Granger Westberg – Good Grief – a basic work, reprinted in 2010 on its 50th anniversary. It's that good.

Elisabeth Kubler-Ross – On Grief and Grieving – Her first book, On Death and Dying became a classic.

A Facebook friend, whose family I used to pastor  made a comment about a loss in her community. Read it at http://perigraphs.blogspot.com/

My blog on Counseling for Laity is intended for those lay folk that people talk to, but you may find help in the chapter on Grief. You will need to scroll down til you find it. I have begun work on changing it to an ebook, but until then:
http://aplj234.blogspot.com/

Remember...


FAITH IS OF NO VALUE WHEN YOU FEEL SECURE.

Put your hand in the hand of the Man from Galilee.


                                                                            Perry Lassiter

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Let's Go To Goodwill !

In my post about the Master Gardener Plant Sale I admitted that I didn't have time to snap pictures of all the vendors participating in the sale. That's true, but before the sale opened I did have time to stop by Barb Bass' venue and I fell in love with her work!

Barb is from Goodwill, Louisiana.  Bet you didn't know there was such a place; me either!  Barb says you go over to Monroe and then up to Bastrop. From there you head out toward Mer Rouge and along the way you will come to a four way intersection, and that's Goodwill.

This is where you can find Barb and ooli, her garden metal works hobby.  ooli stands for "only one like it". Barb uses a plasma cutter to create unusual garden art from recycled materials.  All her designs are hand drawn.  She says, "I draw with fire," explaining the flamed art work on her card. 


Here are some examples of her work:

These old rusted shovel heads are adorned with the most delicate scroll work!! Some include delicate butterflies and hummingbirds.  Her patterns have a lace like quality.

More scroll work makes these pieces a fabulous addition to any garden.

Talk about recycle and repurpose... the flowers on the left were cut from an old clothes dryer and the picket fence started life as a car hood!

What an unusual planter this old water cooler became!
Barb says that Goodwill boasts a great steak dinner and noontime meal served at the Goodwill General Store.  Shopping and eating.....sounds like a road trip to me!!

You can contact Barb at home (318-428-2226) or on her cell (318-372-2678). She can send you more pictures of her work, or give you directions to her workshop.

Love ya'll, 
Shelli

Art is the desire of a man to express himself, to record the reactions of his personality to the world he lives in.
 ~Amy Lowell

Monday, April 13, 2015

Spring Plant Sale

Penstemon?  Browalia?  Wild hyssop?

I had never heard of these plants, but that is why the Master Gardener Spring Plant Sale is such an anticipated event by gardening enthusiasts all over north central Louisiana. We offer the rare and unusual, giving the gardeners in our area the opportunity to branch out and try new things! 

Although the sale didn't start until 9:00 this past Saturday, we had customers waiting in line well before we opened. And when we did open, the atmosphere reminded me of Christmas shopping on Black Friday!  People swarmed the tables of perennials, annuals, and herbs rushing to find the most unusual or highly desired. 
Prior to opening....
Let the shopping begin!



 Milkweed, valued for attracting the monarch butterfly, literally flew off the shelves!!  A stunning new morning glory variety, Split Second, was snatched (and I mean snatched!) up in....well, a split  second.  Master Gardeners were on hand to answer questions (how tall will this plant get?) and make suggestions (what can I grow in really wet area of my yard?).  

All of the plants offered at the sale were grown from seed by dedicated Master Gardeners who began germinating seeds back in January and nursing young seedlings through what proved to be an unusually cold, wet, sunless winter. 
From this.....
...to this!
Another favorite at the MG's Spring Sale is the plant offerings available from the Mater Gardeners' personal gardens.  I guess you could call these plants our "Private Label" plants! And have I mentioned prices?  Most plants range in price from $.50 - $3.00.  Yes, you read that correctly....
$.50 - $3.00!!!!!

  Joining the Master Gardeners at their sale were other vendors:

Our friends from the Outdoor Wilderness Learning (OWL) Center were selling their delicious salsa.

Aaron, from Jennings Apiaries, was selling his wonderful raw honey products.


James Dean's bluebird houses were available for purchase, as well as his wood duck and bat houses.
The talented mother-daughter team from Rosemary's Kitchen kept every one's tummies full with their tasty offerings.
Representatives from Tech were on hand selling flowers and vegetables from the Lomax Greenhouses. (A special thanks goes out to Tech for allowing the Master Gardeners to use greenhouse space in preparation for this sale.)

There were several other vendors at the sale, but I was working and didn't have a chance to take pictures of them all.  That's just another reason why next year the Master Gardener Spring Plant Sale should be a "can't miss" event on your calendar!!!

Love ya'll, 
Shelli