Tag Archive for: Memories

Milk Cans and Memory Lane

A trip down memory lane could describe this picture. This farm once was a stop on one of my grandfather’s can milk routes more than fifty years ago. When I showed my father this picture, it brought back many memories from his childhood. The farmer that used to live here would bring his cans of milk to the end of the lane to be picked up.

Over the past half century, the elements, time and changes have all joined together as this farm slowly fades away. The muddy lane and overcast atmosphere of a midwinter day matches the condition of the old barn that’s slowly falling down and succumbing to nature – fading into another story of a past era.

It’s important to remember the past. Memories and pictures help link us to our heritage and our loved ones who have gone before us.

Have a great day! 😀

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After the Harvest


I found this corn picker and gravity wagon standing in a recently picked field. Older farm equipment like these pieces are common on many small farms near where I live. This set belongs to an Amish farmer, hence the steel spoke wheels.

These pieces are a throwback to an earlier time. They stand in contrast to the large, modern combines and grain carts that are found on many larger farms today.

This corn picker and wagon brings back a couple of memories for me.

When I was growing up, some English (non-Amish) neighbors had tractor-pulled equipment like this. I loved watching as they would pick corn each fall.

I also recall when Dad would draw pictures for me when I was a young child. On several occasions as he was taking message notes at a Sunday evening church service, he would also draw farm scenes for me – to keep my adolescent self quiet. Those pictures often involved barns, tractors and equipment like these pieces.

In many ways, farming has changed over the years. But for many of us, the sight of equipment – whether vintage or modern, brings back wonderful childhood memories.

Have a great day! 🙂

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Roasted Pumpkin Seeds

Each season has favorite foods and beverages.  Now that we’re in fall, a snack food that we enjoy at our house is roasted pumpkin seeds.

Here is the recipe that my wife uses.  Hope that you enjoy!

1-1/2 cups raw pumpkin seeds

2 tablespoons melted butter or oil

Salt or seasoning of choice.

Preheat oven to 300 degrees. Clean off any chunks of pumpkin that may still be on the seeds. Toss pumpkin seeds in a bowl with the melted butter or oil and seasoning of your choice. Spread pumpkin seeds in a single layer on a baking sheet. Bake for about 45 minutes, stirring occasionally, until golden brown.

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A Friday Evening Errand

It’s not what I expected.  Yet, at a theme park I found a replica of a mid-Twentieth Century restaurant with vintage cars to complete the picture.  The scene reminded me of how young people used to cruise streets of their local towns on Friday and Saturday nights.

Thinking later about that view, it reminded me of a story that I had heard a pastor share.

An older couple went to town one Friday evening to run some errands. Driving along, they saw several young couples sitting close in vehicles that they passed.

Finally, the wife from her place across the pickup cab asked, “Do you remember when we used to sit like that?”

From behind the steering wheel, her husband with a quick glance her direction said, “I have never moved.”

Perhaps, you can relate to this story.

You may feel distance between a spouse, relative or friend.  What caused that distance?  A particular situation may come to mind, or it may have just been a gradual separation.  May I ask if you have done anything to reconcile that rift?

I’ve had friendships that have gradually grown apart.  It’s not a fun feeling to see a former friend as a mere acquaintance.  Experience also has shown that it can be difficult reviving some of those relationships – especially in the hectic world that we find ourselves in.

Going a little deeper, have you ever felt that God seemed far away?

Yet, like the old gentleman in the story, our Creator never moves.  It’s always you and me that puts distance between ourselves and the Heavenly Father.

I don’t know where you’re at in life.  Perhaps, there are some relationships that need mending.  Maybe you need to make time to get alone with God?

Friend, let’s look for ways to rebuild friendships and draw close to the Heavenly Father.

Have a great day!

“Draw near to God and He will draw near to you.” – James 4:8a (NIV)

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Old Barns and Backroads

Old barns and backroads have a way of going together.  They both seem to mark the passage of time – having stories to tell of the years that have gone by.

At one point, they were symbols that marked progress as our nation and its communities expanded.  Yet, at some point, they became bygone relics that now serve out their roles humbly, linking often forgotten places.

I’ve always loved both.  Backroads have taken me to some of my favorite places – to visit family and friends.  Out buildings may hold interesting items – often old farm machinery and other items from another time.

They also represent another lesson.  In a world that is in a hurry to go places, sometimes the best things in life are found when we slow down and simply enjoy where God has placed us with the people who surround us.

Those old barns and backroads may not take you and me to places that are found on a map.  Yet, they will allow us to travel to places that are special and have a significance that is rarely found in today’s world.

Have a great day! 😊

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Old Dirt Roads

I spend a lot of time on small rural roads. Some are paved, while others are gravel. After many years of bouncing around in a truck cab on those types of roads, one’s body begins to feel the impact of every rut, pothole and bump that’s been encountered.

Recently, as I was making a delivery on a gravel road, the lyrics of a country song by the group, Sawyer Brown, came to mind. It’s been many years since I heard that song, so I had to look it up to remember some of the words.

That song, “The Dirt Road”, talks about life along the dusty trails – like the ones that I’m accustomed to. 

If you know anything about a dirt road, it’s definitely not “Easy Street”.  There are plenty of bumps and bruises along the way.

Yet, there’s a sense of enjoyment, and even fulfillment and purpose, that comes from traveling along those backroads. It’s along those rural byways, that many life lessons have been learned. Just like in the song’s lyrics, my parents always taught my sister and I to work hard. We weren’t to expect preferential treatment or handouts. Rather, we were shown the importance of hard work and helping others out. 

What Dad and Mom taught us has served us well in life. It was a way of helping us to learn what’s truly valuable in life – loving God, treating others with respect and that life was about relationships – not things. We also learned the value of doing our work well – regardless of what the job was.

Those lessons sometimes seem to be missing today. It often seems as if we live in a throw-away world, where some people are never content and always looking for something to entertain them. In an age of increasing negativity and conflict, perhaps those old lessons in kindness and grace could mend more than a few broken fences.

That day on that gravel road, took me back to another time.  Although my back might argue otherwise, I for one am grateful for those old dirt roads.

Have a great day! 😊

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What Are You Picking?

I captured this picture a few years ago. This Amish farmer is seen picking corn with a pull-behind corn picker.

A lot of work goes into a crop before it gets to harvest. There’s the initial time invested in fieldwork and planting. Afterwards, comes countless hours cultivating and tending the new crop to help it reach its greatest potential.

Of course, lots of hard work and care doesn’t ensure that a crop will turn out well. Weather, insects and other variables can wreak havoc on plants.

Ultimately, the success of a crop is in the hands of the Creator. Yet, He desires the farmer to work with Him.

It’s through that joint endeavor that we learn more about His character and care for us.

As we begin a new year, we will face many opportunities. Some things will succeed, while others won’t.

In the end, the outcome of the harvest depends on God. Let’s make sure that we make the most out of where He plants and leads us!

Have a great day! 😀

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Counting Blessings (and Turkeys)

It has often been said that if one can’t fall asleep, then they should count sheep.  When I was growing up, my Mom put a little twist on that.  She told my sister and me to count our blessings if we couldn’t sleep.

A few weeks ago, I drove by a farm with this large flock of turkeys.  I’m sure that this pasture is now empty.  Those birds have gone from feeding on grass, to being the main feature of many Thanksgiving Day meals.

While I don’t know how many turkeys were in that pasture, it reminds me of sheep.

There’s no doubt that this year has been challenging for many people.  Yet, even in the midst of struggle, there’s often a glimmer of hope – something to give thanks for.  What if we thought of each of these birds representing a blessing that we have been given.

As we begin this holiday season, I hope that you’ll join me in counting our blessings.

Happy Thanksgiving!  🙂

“Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good; His love endures forever.”  –  Psalm 118:1 (NIV)

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Built to Withstand the Weather

Many people love covered bridges. They stir nostalgia – allowing memories of another time to come to mind.

As part of their charm, these structures often draw much speculation to why they were built. It seems, thanks Hollywood, chivalry and courting come to mind for many.

However, the real reason for covered bridges was more utilitarian. They were originally built to protect the structure from the weather.

While maybe not as inspiring as a love story written for the big screen, there’s something just as noble and powerful to the reason behind covered bridges.

We often look at the outward appearances of people and things. Yet, we don’t look at their inner beings – who or what they really are. While an appearance may make for an attractive picture, the inside “guts” reveal the real structural integrity of a person or thing. It also makes us ask if the bridge (or person) is built to withstand life’s storms – and are they who they were created to be?

Covered bridges offer a unique, attractive perspective of a previous era. Yet, they also offer a great reminder that we must always look at what’s inside to make sure that it matches what is on the outside.

Have a great day!

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The Hidden Ridge Farm

I’ve driven by the farm where this barn is located for years. In fact, it was only about a mile from where I was raised.

Yet, it’s only been in the past two or three years, that I’ve gotten to see the historic building. This barn sits about a quarter mile from the road. To get to it, one must follow a lane uphill, through woods to get to the ridge where the farm is located.

How often do we go by places without really seeing them? In fact, it’s probably safe to say that we do the same thing with people. We pass by others without getting to know them.

While I’d never encourage anyone to trespass, I believe that we must take time to get to know the people around us. It’s through these opportunities that we learn and grow as we invest in one another.

Have a great day!😀

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