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A journal for Jim Muller.

Cleaning up the homestead

Filed under: Upstate NY — mullerj at 9:38 am on Sunday, April 27, 2008

I had Friday off from work. While Eric was at pre-school in the morning Kathryn and I took the dogs on a long walk to the old homestead on the top of Pen Bonc Hill. We found the house and barn foundations and the old well. Everything is pretty overgrown as you can see by the size of the poplar tree growing in the old house foundation.

The story is that the local family got snow bound during the winter, all their cattle died and they starved out. One of our neighbors says her father could recall the family coming out from the woods at the end of March with all their possessions on their backs and asking which way to Utica. He gave them a ride to the train station in his horse drawn wagon. We are guessing this would have occurred in the 1920’s. On our hike we saw lots of wildflowers: trout lilies, some little yellow thing and even strawberry blossoms! In April!

Eric had Trevor over in the afternoon and played while Kathryn and I worked on repairing the trellis under the east deck and stairs. It has been in place for 20+ years and due to snow piles, dogs, and aging it was breaking up. We have yet to complete a couple sections on the south deck.

Eric wouldn’t eat supper despite not eating since school, and fell asleep on my lap around 7. We thought he was overtired and got him into bed. Shortly after that he called and Kathryn got to his bed just in time to be completely covered in vomit. We changed the bed, we cleaned Eric up and changed him, we both showered and tried to go to bed ourselves. Eric vomited roughly every 65 minutes until 4 AM. Somewhere around 2am Eric said in a very mature and businesslike way “I think I had better not go to my soccer game tomorrow.”  Saturday he was quiet and thirsty but didn’t eat anything until having 1/2 a banana in the evening.

Our Soil and Water Conservation District trees came in on Saturday: 50 Blue spruce, 10 white spruce, 10 white lilacs and 10 white birch. I planted the white spruce as replacements for the trees that died out in the pasture. Over the past 3 years I have planted windbreaks totaling about 150 trees - so between the 10 blue spruce from Robert and these 10 white spruce my windbreaks are complete again. I had a row of white pine planted but the deer have nibbled most of those seedlings. The 50 blue spruce went in on our land across the road next to our neighbors dirt road to provide a future screening. The lilacs went on the bank between the house and the road. These were all white lilacs. I have another 10 purple lilacs that I bought with my Christmas gift certificate (thank you Barbara) coming from Miller Nursery. My plan is to have alternating colors. I got everything planted yesterday - except the white birch. They were my impulse purchase and I plan to scatter them around for contrast - a couple across the road and a few near the evergreens.

Between our normal weekend laundry, Eric getting sick, getting dirty crawling around under the deck and planting trees we have been doing laundry almost non-stop. Fortunately the weather cooperated and clothes rapidly dried out after being hung outside. We had to drag Eric’s rug outside on the deck and use the rug cleaner (thank you Barbara) to clean it up.

Tomato Soup Cake & My Weekend

Filed under: Eric, Fish & fishing, Jim Muller, family — mullerj at 11:59 am on Monday, April 21, 2008

This weekend I celebrated my 55th birthday. It began by taking some time off work early; going to my friends Jim & Pam to get a load of aged horse manure for the garden. While Kathryn and Eric visited with Pam it took me about 1 hour to fork a heaping load on the truck, tarp it and lash it down. Below the “compost” is ready to be deployed as mulch between rows, once the plants are coming up. At this point there are 4 rows of peas just beginning to show through the dirt.

Saturday was a work day as we picked the house, cleaned and did loads of laundry in the morning. In the afternoon we raked a couple of the nasty areas on the lawn and transferred deck furniture from the barn loft to the deck.

Sunday Mom, Barbara, Billie Jo and Dakota joined the Kathryn, Eric and I in a chicken & biscuits birthday dinner capped by yes, Tomato Soup Cake - rich and spicy and filled with raisins, walnuts, and topped with a cream cheese frosting. I calculate I have probably had Tomato Soup Cake for my birthday for about 40 consecutive years now. I may have missed one or two in their, but I can’t recall the misses. Just the cakes.

You ask how could a cake come from tomato soup? and what on earth would possess someone to ever conceive of including it in a recipe? My research reveals that during the Great Depression many ingredients were not readily available to homemakers. They “made-do” with what they had… some depression-era homemaker went through her cupboards to see what she did have, and laid them all out before her….flour, baking soda, sugar, raisins, nuts, spices. A bit if this and a bit of that, and a humble can of Tomato Soup. When there were no eggs, she came up with things like Tomato Soup Cake. And thank goodness for that moment.

I was honored to receive a basketball & net, gift certificate to Miller’s Nursery (for grapes), a GSI Dualist cook kit, Home Depot gift certificate and fish worms as presents. Eric gave me the fish worms so we had to cap off the day by going fishing. He caught a nice big catfish ~16″ and a 12-13″ bass.

Situation Wanted

Filed under: Upstate NY — mullerj at 12:56 pm on Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Lately I have been focusing on my WinterCampers.com poem “I’m Not Going To Lie To You” - but this was a good poem that I wrote for Robert. In 1996 my beloved brother Robert was leaving DMC and his friends were having a going away party for him.  Like most activities associated with my brother humor was needed and a roast-type reading was requested.

Since I couldn’t attend my sister Barbara asked me to write something.  I told her I couldn’t write something without a hook – what was the hook?  In the following days reading the classified ads in the local newspaper I came up with my hook.  This is best read from Robert’s point of view.  J

SITUATION WANTED

I was lying on my couch, this weekend past.
Skimming the paper, and reading it fast.

Scanning the front page, Parade and financial
Searching the classifieds for a deal quite substantial

There in Employment, an ad caught my eye
The details of which I will now amplify.

SITUATION WANTED.  EMPLOYMENT DESIRED.
I need a job.  I need to be hired.

I am quite handy and intelligent too.
I can reveal all this in the first interview.

Now about this job, I hope to acquire-
The work should be casual, like my attire.

No heavy lifting, or labor too manual.
A salary increase at least 12% annual.

I get up quite early, can be there by eight,
But my cows get out, so often I’m late.

I am a cheerful co-worker (unless I am wishing)
That instead at work I was outdoors fishing

A couple weeks off in months June or July
Depends on the weather, I can’t notify!

Just when I’ll show up or call in that day
I’ll make a $100 by selling this hay.

I labor real hard on this annual event
So when I return my work should relent.

Go a little bit easy, a little compensation.
Before I leave town for my Fall Vacation.

So if you have just the right kind of job
Call me at home and ask for Bob.

Spring, finally.

Filed under: Upstate NY, nature, outdoors — mullerj at 7:12 am on Thursday, April 10, 2008

In the duration of 4 days we have gone from snow

and ice on the pond.

to no snow and ice and blooming crocus.

Alphabet Stories from Pre-school

Filed under: Eric — mullerj at 12:41 pm on Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Each day at pre-school the kids learn and practice letters of the alphabet.  Wednesday night at dinner I asked Eric how school was. Eric said “Not good - we did the letter Y.  It’s not for me”.  Apparently he had problems drawing his Y’s.

Friday when queried about school he said “Yahoo! Dad - guess what?  We did the letter Z and we are done with the letters”.  Kathryn reminded him that now they move on to the numbers.  “Oh yeah”, Eric said in a lowered voice.

I think Eric was under the impression that once done with the alphabet he was done with school as he told Kathryn he was skipping kindergarten. “Oh”, she said, “you are going right to 1st grade?”  Eric replied, “No, I am skipping them all”.

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