Eagles Nest

Life has changed here on the farm and now the farm family is over in the Eagles Nest.  Click on the eagle to come and visit us.

Here comes the feed truck!

Here comes the feed truck driver bringing feed for the cows!   Guess who the driver is?  Look close and you will see a familiar face.

Random Summertime Pictures

Besides coolin at the creek, there were cat fights, friends over, snake doctors, dad driving a concrete truck, and sleepy cats.  Check out the pictures!

 Here comes Karl driving ol' B-25

Where did Faith go!?

snake doctors!      "You boys know. How many times I've had to pay for a window! And a little piece of leather, with a string, you know, and ram this rock around and sling it. And we used to knock these old snake doctors off the fence, and things, and--and throw it with these slingshots"  Bro. Branham 63-1116e 

Now for a few entertaining videos!

Something out of Nothing

There was nothing on this steep bank but rocks, concrete chunks, pieces of rubber, weeds, and old dirt.    But out of that 'nothing' came something......something beautiful!

 But it takes God to make something out of nothing. And as long as you can be the nothing, God's the Something. Bro. Branham 59-0301E

And here is Faith with a sunflower size smile!!!

"My Old Kentucky Home" part 2

Continuing on with our visit to Kentucky, here is a video of my brother entertaining us with guitar playing and singing one evening. 

As I mentioned before, my mom loves to make quilts and Dad likes to restore old tractors and go fishing with the grandchildren. 

They like to garden too and here is a 4 pound sweet potato that they grew! Wow that would feed a whole family!

We used to have one of these cistern pumps over our cistern when I was a kid.  We hung a sock over the spout to catch any bugs or dirt that was in the water. 

Birds in the back yard.

Catch of the day!

The guest house.   ;o)

Here is Dad's tractor that he restored.  It's for sale...anybody interested?

Buddies!

Here is an old graveyard down in the woods.  The story goes that a whole family died within two days.  They were massacred by Indians.  The gravestones were old rocks sitting up with moss growing on them. 

Swinging on the ol' tire swing...

Thanks Mom and Dad for a wonderful visit to "Kentucky"!

Why don't ya'll join us for church?