It's raining today. It has been over a month since we have received any considerable amount of rain. Unfortunately, it's a little too late for my garden. I am hoping to get another cutting on my rhubarb and the rain should make that possible. It will also help yard. We have had to resort to watering our yard, so we didn't loose it completely. The yard had become dry and very brittle. You could hear it crunch when you walked on it. The normal paths taken to water the beds, and take care of the chickens were starting to become more dirt than grass at this point. The rain is a nice and slow steady shower. Just the right amount to allow the water to soak into the ground at a good pace.
I have been a busy beaver lately. I am starting to feel as if I am nesting, and I know that's not possible! Maybe it's gearing up for winter. Friday our family went to a cattle sale. I had went to the sale barn as a child with my grandfather and have fond memories of those times. Crazy me, I made a comment to my husband that I thought that was something we should do with our son. He happened to have the day off and there was a sale going on. Just my luck.
We got up early and headed to the sale, which was a 45 minute drive away. The aroma when we arrived smelled just like my grandparent's place. It brought back a lot of memories. Needles to say, my son wasn't as impressed. We watched as they auctioned off all ages of cattle as well as breeds. We were able to get an idea how much beef was selling for if we ever get an acreage and decide to raise a few for meat.
It was a little disheartening to watch a mother cow and calf sell together, only to have the calf brought back in to sell on its own. The poor thing wanted its mother and was freaking out because they had taken her away. A little while later a newly born calf was brought in by itself. I kept nudging my husband to bid on it. He told me to stop or they are going to think we are serious. I told him I was serious, which he knew. He asked where I was going to put a calf. I am sure I could come up with somewhere..... We didn't get it, despite my desire to take it home.
I went to a tag sale with some friends on Saturday. Nicole had found so many neat things at a recent one to outfit her new house, she convinced me to go with her. This was out of the ordinary for me. It was merely a glorified garage sale. You show up early and wait in line to get a shopping number. This meant getting up early. Something else I don't care to do. My husband and son went with me. I had looked through the pictures online and saw a pressure canner as well as a White sewing machine I was interested in. I enlarged the picture of the pressure canner and thought I could see a $2_. I was hoping it was marked $20. If so that was a good deal. New pressure canners sell for around $200. We arrived before Nicole and I waited in line to get my number. I was 7. After we got our number we then had to wait until 8:00 to be allowed in.
During our 45 minute wait Nicole dared me to go ask where the things I was wanting were in the house. She said one of the guys running the sale wouldn't tell you. I took this as a challenge. I went up to one of the other guys and asked about the pressure canner and things went forward from there. The people outside not only told me where the things I was interested in were, such as the basement, they told me exactly how to get to the basement stairs from the front entrance, and where I needed to go once I got down the bottom of the stairs. From then on, I was on a mission. If you have ever went shopping with me, you have found I generally have in mind what I am looking for, and once I find it, I'm done.
At 8:00 we lined up and were let into the house in order of our numbers. Nicole was let in a few people behind me and had other things she was looking at. I quickly passed the older gals and headed straight for the basement. I may have even been the first one down there. My son went with me to carry anything that needed carrying. The canner.... We found it, it was marked $20. I opened the lid as my son held it to make sure it was as nice looking inside as it was on the outside, and off to the sewing machine we headed. I found it, ripped the bottom half of the tag off of it and headed upstairs to find Nicole. I was done, except for a small pyrex dish I spotted while walking through the kitchen. It was $3. Now to settle up, and have my husband pack up the sewing machine. It was actually for my mom. It came with a neat sewing table as well all for $65. I will have to post pics of both the canner and sewing machine when I can get them taken. All in all it was a good day for bargains!