For Them

Remember...

Our small town ways would not be in place without their service.

God rest their souls.

Small Town Store

Every small town has one.

A small town store.

Where life is slow and easy.

And dogs are free to roam.

And say hello...

And goodbye.

Until tomorrow ~ God willing and long live the small town,

Amish Acuity

When I first began being “...out among the Amish”, I was like a giddy teenage girl 

heading to her High School Prom.

I’d gasp, and at the same time let out a shrill scream, followed by giggles

and “oh my gosh, OH My GOSH, the buggy is coming this WAY!!!”.

Now, I’m silent.

OK, maybe not silent.

Oh sure, you might hear me say “There’s a buggy…up ahead.”

Or, “Amazing…look at the young boy driving those horses.”

But it is different now.

I used to live “out among the English”.

However, in the last decade, I traded the fast-paced world of consumerism for a simple existence, on "our 40".

For years I watched, and admired the Amish. Then a world of dog mushing and living with Siberians, Alaskans, and farm animals presented itself to me.

It was the perfect blend.

Before I knew it, I was stepping back. Way back.

And now, when I see the Amish, like at the recent Amish Auction, I simply nod.

A knowing nod.

One that says, I, too, understand.

Simple, plain, and Godly.

Until tomorrow ~ Lord willing,

Sherry

P.S.  Originally posted in 2010.  It is now 2018, and my life revolves around my Amish friends/community/Brotherhood.  Praise God ~ they have truly changed my life.  

Our Amish Trip

Beauty all around us.

Stay tuned...a picture story is coming.

Spring Lambs

Imagine having so many new lambs you have to number them to match their Mama.

I came home from the Amish yesterday, looked at our little lone lamb and smiled.

Our Millie has a name, not a number.

Although she would have loved to be playing with her cousins yestersday...

At the birthplace of her Mama.

Until tomorrow ~ God willing,

Frost on the Garden

Our garden is bare.

Void of sustenance.

North of the 45th, we know to wait...

But it's oh, so hard to do.

But like every year, planting is never done before Memorial Day.

Until tomorrow ~ God willing,

May Snow

Yes, our trees are sagging...

And heavy...

And cracking and falling...

And some trees may not recover...

Hard to believe a couple inches of beautiful white fluff can do damage...

Especially in May.

New Mama x 2

Stay tuned for the entire story...

Return of the Pesky Intruder

There's a saying I like.

"Don't confuse hospitality with endurance."

Well, these little guys test both.

Click HERE for the rest of the story, written last year by me...I think you will enjoy it.

Until tomorrow ~ God willing and maker of all things wiggly,

Sky T.V.

Each evening we receive many rewards.

The "thank you howl" from our sled dogs.

The cud-chewing contentment of our ruminants.

Simple, solid and sacred.

Our life at Russ-Stick Acres.