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Team Kjose was lucky to have one player that has golfed recently (it wasn't me!).
From left (back row): Jeff, Marie, Marta, and Heidi; (front row) Virginia, Henry, and Goldie

Every summer vacation should include at least one museum stop. For us it was the Spam Museum in Austin, Minnesota. It's free and it's fun.


My creative friend Roseann Kermes did a blog on texture recently. Quilters love texture. The soft feel of cotton. The depth of wool. The smoothness of silk. The bumpiness of hand-stitching.
My favorite texture photo--
The soft warmth of a flannel shirt.
The coarse texture of bib overalls.
The smooth, worn feel of well used leather.
The grittiness of just ground creep feed.
The gentle heart of a farmer.
The tiredness of a long, hard day.
The deep love for family.
A way of life.

Nothing sweeter than cold, juicy watermelon on a hot fair day.
Henry

Goldie

Virginia

Henry had quite a large cheering section for his first Clover Kids bottle calf show!

He was instructed to be sure to look directly at the judge when we was talking to him. I think Megan was doing the same.

Around the arena they trotted, jumped, bucked, and laid down.

The reward for a successful show was to buy a new cowboy hat.

Then we took in some of the other fair highlights--like rock climbing.

Today we'll go and bring Megan and Bully home. There will be one last chance for fair food...until the Iowa State Fair arrives in August. We'll be counting the days.
There was a parade of bucket calves and future herdsman.

Lots of viewing from the stands...and trips to the 4-H Food Stand and games.

Like mother, like daughter.

A sighting of Scooby Doo and Velma.

Pebbles and Dino.

Henry and his friends Allison and Evan with their sheep.






Henry and Megan
The Hardin County Fair begins today and our preparations for Henry's first showing experience continue. Megan, his bottle calf, finally has decided to walk nicely behind the hay rack. We can only hope that she'll do the same during the bucket calf show.
The priceless moment was yesterday morning when he and his sisters went shopping with Marie and Marta. Armed with $10 in his pocket and instructions from me that he could buy anything (expect too much sugar), they entered the first store. He wanted the plaid shirt. Marie quized him, "was he sure, if he spent all his money on this, then he couldn't buy anything else. No toys, nothing." Yep, it's what he wanted to buy. Once in the car he told me "I didn't have a plaid farm shirt like dad. Now he could look just like Dad when they did farm chores." (Insert his big grin.) He's proud as punch and making his mother cry. (Insert kleenex.)
Henry and Bully

