Be diligent to know the state of your flocks, And attend to your herds; For riches are not forever, Nor does a crown endure to all generations. When the hay is removed, and the tender grass shows itself, and the herds of the mountains are gathered in, The lambs will provide your clothing, And the goats the price of a field; You shall have enough goat's milk for your food, For the food of your household, And the nourishment of your maidservants. Prov. 27:23-27

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Parry Sound (part 2)

The view off the edge of the of the boat house roof.
The little island across from the cottage. there were a lot of these little islands all over and many of them had a house and a boathouse.





We did some knee-boarding...which was kind of fun and kind of scary.
Mr. Tom
Aaron and Andrew went first.After that Luke and Josh went,and then Victoria and I went. I know I look terrified. It was hard and I fell off like six times.Mr. Tom and Mrs. Jane both went skiing.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Parry Sound!!! (part 1)

The graduating grade 8 class from the Heritage Homeschoolers took a class trip, this past Friday and Saturday, to Hayhoe's cottage in Parry Sound. We all had a blast!
I took close to 300 pictures so I'll have to do a few parts to get all the good ones in.
Enjoy!

The whole class! From left to right; Lindsay, Andrew, Aaron, Josh, Jessica, Julia, Luke, Victoria, Angela, and me.

The Canadian Shield on the way up.

Sunday, June 07, 2009

The Farmer Song

Sorry I havn't posted for such a long time. We are having some problems with our camera, thus the lack of pictures.
I'll try and get some on soon.

Here's one of my favorite country music songs.
It's called "The Farmer Song" and it's by Murray Mclaughlin.



Dusty old farmer out working your fields, hanging down over your tractor wheels
The sun beatin' down turns the red paint to orange and rusty old patches of steel
There's no farmer songs on that car radio, just cowboys, truck drivers and pain
Well this is my way to say thanks for the meal and I hope there's no shortage of rain

Straw hats and old dirty hankies, moppin' a face like a shoe
Thanks for the meal, here's a song that is real, from a kid from the city to you
Straw hats and old dirty hankies, moppin' a face like a shoe
Thanks for the meal. Here's a song that is real, from a kid from the city to you

The combines gang up, take most of the bread Things just ain't like they used to be
Though your kids are out after the American dream and they're workin' in big factories
Now if I come on by, when you're out in the sun, can I wave at you just like a friend
These days when everyone's taking so much there's somebody giving back in

Straw hats and old dirty hankies, moppin' a face like a shoe
Thanks for the meal. Here's a song that is real, from a kid from the city to you
Straw hats and old dirty hankies, moppin' a face like a shoe
Thanks for the meal. Here's a song that is real, from a kid from the city to you.

Tuesday, June 02, 2009

Sorry i haven't posted in so long. There's not much new around here so I'm going to post some jokes I found on WorldNetDaily.

Did you hear the one about Mahatma?
Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot his whole life, which created an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him very frail, and with his odd diet, he suffered from very bad breath.
This made him ... what?

A super-callused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.



The Thunderstorm
One summer evening during a violent thunderstorm a mother was tucking her son into bed. She was about to turn of the light when he asked with a tremor in his voice,"Mommy, will you sleep with me tonight?" The mother smiled and gave him a reassuring hug. "I can't dear," she said. "I have to sleep in daddy's room."

A long silence was broken at last by his shaky little voice: "The big sissy."



Pondering a question
Did you hear about the guy who is an agnostic, dyslexic, insomniac?

He sits up all night trying to figure out if there REALLY is a dog.



It's your fault
A woman in a hot air balloon realizes she is lost. She reduces her altitude and spots a man fishing from a boat below. She shouts to him, "Excuse me, can you help me? I promised a friend I would meet him an hour ago, but I don't know where I am."

The man consults his portable GPS and replies, "You're in a hot air balloon, approximately 30 feet above a ground elevation of 2,346 feet above sea level. You are at 31 degrees, 14.97 minutes north latitude and 100 degrees, 49.09 minutes west longitude."

She rolls her eyes and says, "You must be a Republican!"

"I am," replies the man. "How did you know?"

"Well," answers the balloonist, "everything you tell me is technically correct, but I have no idea what to do with your information, and I'm still lost. Frankly, you're not much help to me."

The man smiles and responds, "You must be a Democrat."

"I am," replies the balloonist. "How did you know?"

"Well," says the man, "You don't know where you are or where you're going. You've risen to where you are, due to a large quantity of hot air. You made a promise that you have no idea how to keep, and now you expect me to solve your problem. You're in exactly the same position you were in before we met, but, somehow, now it's my fault."



You know politicians

A bus loaded with politicians is passing a remote farm where a man lives alone. The bus driver, caught up in the beautiful scenery, loses control and crashes into a deep ditch.

The man from the farm comes out, and finding the politicians, buries them.

The next day, the police are at the farm questioning the man.

"So you buried all the politicians?" asked the police officer, "Were they all dead?"

The man said, "Some said they weren't, but you know how politicians lie."


Brave firefighters

As a training exercise, a rural county was sponsoring a firefighting contest and offered a prize of $5,000 to whichever volunteer firehouse was most effective at putting out an intentionally set barn fire.

Once set, the fire quickly got out of control and the companies that were already there were about to give up and let it burn itself out.

Suddenly, a late-arriving volunteer company came racing up in their pumper truck with the siren wailing and horn blaring as they drove right into the conflagration!

Axes and hoses flying, they quickly got the fire under control by tackling it from within.

When it was finally out, the county fire commissioner offered his congratulations to the captain of the winning team on his strategy, and then asked, "How's your team going to spend the $5,000?"

"The first thing we're gonna do is fix the danged brakes on that truck," replied the exhausted fireman.



Sanity test

During a visit to the mental asylum, I asked the director, "How do you determine whether or not a patient should be institutionalized."

"Well," said the director, "we fill up a bathtub, then we offer a teaspoon, a teacup and a bucket to the patient and ask him or her to empty the bathtub."

"Oh, I understand," I said "A normal person would use the bucket because it's bigger than the spoon or the teacup."

"No." said the director, "A normal person would pull the plug. Do you want a bed near the window?"

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