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Filed under: prairie musings, friends — Peg Britton @ 11:10 pm

You think you’re caught up when you get the house cleaned, but in the meantime, the sheets are getting wrinkled, stomachs are getting empty and it’s all to do over again. My mother used to say that a lot and she was wise.

Today was “scrub the kitchen walls” day. Until they were cleaned and white again, I didn’t how grubby they really were. When you take a picture off the wall and you see the outline of the frame as clearly as if it had been spray painted on the wall you get the idea the walls are covered with something similar to pond scum. The thick “yeller” kind. It doesn’t help to have smokers in the house. My kitchen looks pretty sparkly, at the moment which makes the rest of the houses look…..ya know.

Well, there is one wall that didn’t get scrubbed. That’s the one that has the marks the grandkids put up when they decided to measure themselves and see how much they had grown since the day before when they did the same thing. They’d make a crooked mark and write their name beside it. The walls being lumpy as they are makes it a little hard to read. There’s a lot of magic mark on that wall. We need to do that again but we’ll have to get out the step ladder to measure the grandsons.

I mailed a birthday card to a friend today. It will be late as her birthday is too close to mine for me to be prompt. She called me the other day with birthday wishes and said she was looking forward to getting her card late. This is the way this card thing works. Years ago my KC friend Pat started sending these hilarious cards to friends with sticky note messages (instead of writing on the card) so the card could be recycled. She sends one to my friend Joyce for her birthday with a sticky note message and Joyce sends it on to me each year on my birthday with another sticky note message on top of the old one, since we’re all good friends. Every year I send it on to my friend Bev in Lincoln NE who sends it to her friend who has come to expect it. We all put our initials down in the corner. I’ve often wondered where the card goes. Maybe next year I’ll put in self-addressed stamped post cards so each recipient can send me the location of the card. One of the reasons it’s so much fun, is that Pat can find the funniest, most unusual cards in the world. They are side-splitters.

Tomorrow is more of the same, cleaning and waxing another car. That along with a double-header ball game tomorrow night here in town. The doting parents, grandparents and friends/admirers of the players gather at the ball diamond for five hours of sheer boredom. Six to eleven. That’s how long it usually takes. Baseball is great if you happen to be a player, but otherwise it is about as exciting as a plateful of gray food. I think the parents go out of habit. They like the camaraderie. They team up throughout the school year and would feel denied if they couldn’t find something to follow during the summer. Their sons dutifully oblige and play anything that requires using a ball. I have a personal interest and always look forward to scoping out the catcher. Take a hat, chair, jug of water and 10# bag of salted sunflower seeds and head to the Rec Center. You wade though an ankle deep layer of “spat out sunflower seed shells” from years of “spatting” by all those spectators. All kidding aside, it really is a fun and relaxing way to spend an evening.

I have meetings Wednesday and Thursday. Friday is an off day. Good for that. Maybe I can actually cook a meal and pretend to be domestic.

Goodnight to Annie on the farm. She checks in with me every night before she checks out for the night.


Filed under: prairie musings, friends — Peg Britton @ 7:18 pm

Bloggers blog other bloggers and I got it from Janis Gore. She talks about “Life on the Mississippi, Lucifer’s little acre, and Lucy, the blogging baby parrot”.

This is what she had to say:

Let’s talk “flyover country”. Let’s talk Kansas. Let’s talk Mrs. Peg Britton. She’s taken it upon herself to mother me during my trials (no easy task) and she’s good at it. There’s a girl. See what’s happening in Ellsworth, Kansas.
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Janis hails from Vidalia, Louisiana and really knows a lot about a lot of things and especially know how to put words together like an expert, which she is, and has the credentials to prove it. You’ll enjoy what she has to say on GONE SOUTH.

Get well, Janis, and start pounding on that keyboard again.

Hurricane Bill is heading her way. I don’t know where Challmette LA is from Vidalia but they had 6.57″ of rain there today. I suppose they are mopping up a little in Vidalia too.


Filed under: print news — Peg Britton @ 6:04 pm

Don’t worry if you have problems!

Which is easy to say until you are in the midst of a really big one, I know. But the only people I am aware of who don’t have troubles are gathered in little neighborhoods. Most communities have at least one. We call them cemeteries.

If you’re breathing, you have difficulties. It’s the way of life. And believe it or not, most of your problems may actually be good for you! Let me explain.

Maybe you have seen the Great Barrier Reef, stretching some 1,800 miles from New Guinea to Australia. Tour guides regularly take visitors to view the reef.

On one tour, the guide was asked an interesting question. “I notice that the lagoon side of the reef looks pale and lifeless, while the ocean side is vibrant and colorful,” a traveler observed. “Why is this?”

The guide gave an interesting answer: “The coral around the lagoon side is in still water, with no challenge for its survival. It dies early. The coral on the ocean side is constantly being tested by wind, waves, storms… surges of power. It has to fight for survival every day of its life.

As it is challenged and tested, it changes and adapts. It grows healthy. It grows strong. And it reproduces.” Then he added this telling note: “That’s the way it is with every living organism.”

That is how it is with people! Challenged and tested, we come alive! Like coral pounded by the sea, we grow. Physical demands can cause us to grow stronger. Mental and emotional stress can produce tough-mindedness and resiliency. Spiritual testing can produce strength of character and

So, you have problems — no problem! Just tell yourself, “There I grow again!”

Author Unknown

sent to me by my friend S. Wood



Filed under: prairie musings, friends, Kanopolis Musings — Peg Britton @ 5:18 pm

From my friend, Jesse Manning:

I’ve been at the Kanopolis elevator during Harvests for the past 3 years. Kanopolis can hold 541,000 bushels, and as I understand it, we had taken in more than that (only because we had been loading out Semis and rail cars at the same time), and all of that was taken in in the course of a week. Business picked up on Saturday the 21st with 25,000+ bushels brought in, and that number quickly went to 68,000 on Sunday, 72,000 on Monday, and over 80,000 for each of the next two days. By Saturday the 28th, the elevator could only hold around 50,000 more bushels, and they hit it. Trucks have had to be re-routed to Ellsworth until we can get some more wheat loaded out on semis or rail cars. Blackwolf is in a similar situation, and I’ve heard that several other area elevators have filled up, too. I guess it’s a blessing and a curse - this harvest has produced a lot of fantastic wheat, but it also produces a unique storage problem that I haven’t seen before.


Filed under: prairie musings, Ellsworth — Peg Britton @ 12:41 pm

There was an echo throughout the crowd after the fireworks tonight …”these were the best ever”. They may be right about that. They were spectacular. Of course, one can’t describe them and do them any justice. You have to be there to understand. The weather held, there was no wind and it was perfect timing.

The committee had everything placed very well, and attention to details paid off. It didn’t seem at all as crowded in the area between the food booths as it did last year. The hamburgers were great and the funnel cake lines were very long. Everyone seemed to be having a good time. I loved the evening visiting with family and friends.

Afterwards, I sat in my car for half an hour just waiting for the line to start moving. But, I expected that to be the case and it’s no bother. I never have figured out why some people keep their engines running all that time when they aren’t going any place. It was a grand evening.



Filed under: prairie musings, Ellsworth — Peg Britton @ 2:55 pm

I went sailin’ down to Drovers awhile ago to blame the Cowboy for a couple birthday cards I received today that were postmarked in Geneseo. They were obvious forgeries and funnier than you can possibly imagine. There were “hidden” messages inside that made me howl. Anyway, I finally decided he wasn’t the culprit and that someone I know well in Kanopolis has to be responsible. Upon closer examination, I noticed serifs with a certain familiarity that are a dead giveaway.

Anyway, while the Cowboy and I were wrangling over this, who should wander in but our friends Captain Allen and Miss Charity, just in from Edwards County. They’ll be on their way soon to go see Ira E. Lloyd who is opening his house today to visitors. I suppose the Capt’n might get involved in a shoot out the way he was packing his pistols. Someone needs to watch the Derringer he has tucked into his belt in the back.


Filed under: prairie musings, Ellsworth — Peg Britton @ 2:44 pm

Right there in front of La Prairie, where I happened to be going, was a table full of good things that were made by the Spanish students and their sponsors. They are raising money for their trip to Spain later this summer and have established a good reputation for good food. Before Christmas I bought a pick-up load of peanut brittle. It was as good as it gets…just like the kind my mom used to make. Today I came home with 3 quarts of Georgie’s hot salsa, Kristi’s pecan pies, and several cherry coffee cakes. That ended the sale for the day. Cheryl Rathbun was left alone in the hot sun to complete the sales and I don’t blame her for wanting to fold up her table and head for a cool house. It’s very hot in the sun…and getting hotter.


Filed under: prairie musings, Dane Britton, Ellsworth — Peg Britton @ 9:00 am

Many people probably don’t remember, but it was in 1980 or close to it, when Dane returned from Houston to learn we no longer had nighttime fireworks for the kids in town and went about doing something to correct it. The CSB &T were the sponsors in those days and Shelly Thaemert spend a lot of time helping Dane organize the event.

It was held on the golf course which is still the most perfect of all places in town to have it. There were local food vendors, sky divers, musical groups and activities galore. Each year it became more congested and more like one great big family picnic. There was something about those days that haven’t been duplicated in other years.

That’s not to say the fireworks and activities now aren’t “Spectacular” as they are. It’s just different - more spread out, less congested, less personal.

The Ira E. Lloyd open house starts at 2:00 p.m. and I’ll be there for the tour, high tea and beans in the bunkhouse. The re-enactors, including Ira E. Lloyd, will be there. No doubt the cowboys in the bunkhouse will get into a dispute over a game of cards or a woman and a fight will take place. Dennis and Clovis Katzenmeier are celebrating the 130th year of the arrival of Ira to Ellsworth. They have planned this as a fund-raiser for the renovation of the Insurance building. Any donation, large or small, will be appreciated.

The three-on-three basketball challenge has been canceled because of lack of entrants. That would have been fun to watch.

Other activities start about 6:00 with food, music, games and rides for the kids and other events at the Recreation Center. It might even be a cool evening. The forecast is for a chance of rain but we’ll just hope it holds off until after the Spectacular. I know how irate people can get about shooting off the fireworks if they don’t come off as planned. Weather has a lot to do in the production, so we can only hope it all comes together just right for a successful evening. Otherwise, it will be tomorrow night.

Come out and join the fun. It’s a great time to celebrate our many freedoms.


Filed under: prairie musings, Wilson Musings — Peg Britton @ 8:33 am

“I’ve heard” that the information on the flIers that was put on windshields in Wilson during church services a couple weeks ago was the same information sucked from the internet that was presented to the county commissioners.

Heaven knows if you go looking for it, you can find almost anything on the internet about “adult book stores” that will offend people. It doesn’t necessarily follow that it applies here. That’s a pretty big assumption to draw. Who knows?

It seems it would have been better to contact the individuals who intend to own and operate the store to see what they have to say. It doesn’t seem exactly fair to accuse them of something that has not yet happened, or may never happen. It’s too much like yelling “FIRE” in a crowded theater and patently unfair.

I’m just wondering….if the claims (i.e. pornography, XXX videos, books and sex toys, on-site gay sex booths) these individuals have printed, distributed and reported about the Adult Book Store are not true, what action might the owner take when he finds out about it? What if he’s the kind of person who might be very civic-minded and give generously to community projects? It seems a wait and see approach might be far better than the one being used now. He has every right within the law to open any kind of store he wants. Who is it who is so mighty powerful and moralistic to say otherwise?



Filed under: prairie musings, Ellsworth — Peg Britton @ 8:54 pm

I was just crusin’ slowly down town to mail some letters and came almost to a stop at the corner of 3rd and Douglas as there was way more activity than normal. A passel of young people taking advantage of a great opportunity with thirsty truckers driving by were selling lemonade in Frees’ front yard. Someone in a big truck with trailer extending way down the street was in front of Farm Bureau yelling in the direction of the lemonade to see if they had change for a five. And there were enough red-bedded wheat trucks coming and going to start a convoy if they’d all been pointed in the same direction. The lemonade stand was doing a brisk business. That was one very busy intersection and I approached it very cautiously.

Well, as I was entering the intersection police cars suddenly came screaming from all directions, heading for ENNUI and me. Tires were screeching, guys with hands on their holsters were jumping out of their vehicles causing lots of activity. That’s unusual because around here we usually consider sitting all alone at that one traffic light in town, waiting for it to change colors, a rather exciting event in itself.

I was smack dab in the center of the intersection when all this started to happen. I was barely moving, wasn’t running a red light (that was my story anyway) and had my seat belt on. There was no reason for them to be after me, but that was my first thought and it certainly seemed like it. Anyway, there were way too many officers of the law to take me on, or so I hoped. I’d give up easier than that since most of them are friends of mine.

I pulled ahead in front of the church to get out of the way rather uncertain as to what to do next. I figured I should go on down the street so I rounded the corner, mailed my letters, then came down the alley and WOW…more activity. There was a police car backing up veryyyy fast, another one coming at me down the alley from the north, another by the church corner so I just pulled to the side of the alley and waited. They were after me!

One of our law-abiding citizens was standing in the intersection, arm extended with finger pointing south directing the officers which way to go. They were after some speedy guy on foot coming from the north and running south by the Methodist Church. I saw the chasers and chasee in one frame for a second then they all evaporated. Maybe they chased him to one of the upstairs apartments as they were no place to be seen. I looked.

I don’t know if they caught the perp or not or where they went. It was three or four against one, so they should have, although the perp appeared to be the speediest of the lot. They just disappeared. I guess we’ll have to read about it next week in the INDY. They were moving so fast I didn’t recognize anyone. Well, except the guy they were chasing who was a young male wearing black shorts or something or other and running so his legs were churning like a windmill. He may have been barefoot. There was a whole lot of action in those few minutes. The kids at the lemonade stand went about their business of making money and barely blinked at the action.

That was about as exciting as the time Mrs. Cajthml’s hogs got out and ran down main street.


Filed under: prairie musings — Peg Britton @ 2:37 pm

Well, I’ll never understand computers. They should either work or not work. They are predictable, like machines usually are.

My MSIE stopped working, just out of the blue, a couple months ago. I couldn’t call it up, it wouldn’t do anything. Luckily, I also have Navigator and Mozilla installed on my computer, thanks to the foresight of my webmaster. It never occurred to me that I needed more than one browser, but now I understand.

So, all this time I have lamed along without IE and talked to every Dell techie in Asia and Indonesia about it. Eventually, after hours of trying this and that and running the repair program on IE, they all said I needed to clean my machine and reinstall my OS. That’s what the guru techie from Sunflower Bank told me when he was here putting in a new drive. They all said it was a missing or mismatched ILL or OCX file since my TCP/IP subsystem looked fine. Brad suggested I call the re-install team at Dell and “they would walk me through it”.

If I need a “team” for that, the image of horrific consequences loom in my mind. First of all, “re-installing” is no easy task to the uninitiated and causes shudders down my spine. I know a guy who does it a couple times a month to keep his machine clean but then he’s some kind of genius. No one who hasn’t called Dell lately understands that most of us don’t even speak the same language as “the team” to which Brad referred. My address book? No one cares as much about my address book as I do - all 522 names of people I don’t want to lose track of.

I can’t be certain, but I’m very suspicious that Weatherbug might have created the problem. I’m not putting that on my machine again - you can bet the farm on that. Something caused MSIE to go kerplunk and that’s as good a guess as anything. My local guru is of the opinion it’s nothing you want on your machine even if I did like the chirping warnings of impending storms.

Yesterday, out of the wild blue yonder, I clicked on MSIE, just because I was a little nostalgic and missed the old girl, and there it was back from vacation looking well-rested and ready to go. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Mark Gwinner was here and he was aware of the problems I’ve had so I had him double check that I wasn’t seeing things. Nope. He and Phillip both agreed that was the real MSIE and not an imposter. My bookmarks were still missing, but now they aren’t. My friend and computer helpmate found them for me this morning and put them back where they belong. Everything seems sort of back to normal and it’s a good feeling.


P.S. Wooooo….well, this is spooky. As I was typing this and reflecting on my conversation with a techie in Indonesia, a very large, very heavy ebony carving that we bought in Bali just crashed to the brick hearth below…undamaged it seems. It’s been hanging there for 26 years and never fallen before. The wire holding it didn’t break, the nail bracket holding the wire was huge and in place….it just fell…like it jumped off. Geez. I take that back about my impossible conversation with Maria, the Dell techie in Manila which is only a skip away from Bali. Maybe she’s Balinese and sending me a message. This is too weird for me!


Filed under: prairie musings, Ellsworth — Peg Britton @ 8:16 am

What we are experiencing around here is a “once in a lifetime wheat crop”, according to John Thaemert, president of the National Wheat Growers Association and finance man at the Citizens State Bank and Trust. It is phenomenal, according to the farmers I’ve talked with.

Now - if we could only combine (pun intended) a great wheat crop with high prices. I should think with such an abundant crop this year the prices will go down as they usually do. They are already low.

I’ve been told, by those who know, that it is better to have low prices and an abundant crop than high prices and a meager crop. The math works out better for farmers. Wheat harvests the last few years have been nothing for farmers to brag about, but they will talk about this one for a long time.

Many moons ago, we’d pile the kids in the car in the evening and head to the elevator to watch our farmer friends unload their trucks. The kids liked watching the front end of the truck being raised so that the wheat would flow out the back. Kids were more easily entertained in those days. What a change today with many of the trucks being those huge, huge, huge busters rather than the familiar little (by comparison) red-bedded wheat trucks, most having no brakes. These days the streets and highways are jammed with wheat trucks heading for the elevator and it’s one pretty sight.

Harvest time always brings back memories of the year I hauled wheat for our good friends, Jessie and Cleo Rathbun. I rode on the combine with Ronnie late the night of June 23rd as he made the last rounds in the field that ended their harvest that year. It was a clear night and perfect harvest weather. It was a good feeling knowing the crop was in for another year. The dinners that Betty would bring to the fields were something to remember, especially her brownies. They were the best. Those were the good days spent with good friends.

I remember one year there was a good crop with such yields that the elevator ran out of storage space. They piled this huge mountain of wheat in the street in front of the old high school where it remained until school started. What a play ground that was for the kids that summer.



Filed under: prairie musings, Ellsworth — Peg Britton @ 8:59 pm

As soon as the paperwork changes hands, the “Insurance Building” in downtown Ellsworth will be in the hands of thirteen board members who are dedicated to preserving the heritage of the cattle drovers who spread the cattle industry across America.

It only took three meetings for this group to form the National Drovers Hall of Fame Association.

Members of the board are: Jim Gray, president; Linda Kohls; vice-president, Phyllis Dolezal, secretary; Scott Moore, treasurer; Don and Garnell Hanson; Peg Britton; Dennis Katzenmeier; Mark Roehrman; Paula Svaty; Linda Mowery-Denning; John Curry and Ken Wasserman.

The National Drovers Hall of Fame Association seeks to acknowledge the endeavors of the drovers as the founders of the Great American Cattle Industry. The association proposes to recognize the unique history of the cattle drive era by honoring the drovers, the cattle, the horses, the men, the women, the railroads and the cattle towns which made it all happen by sharing the legacy, promoting the beef industry and preserving the cowboy way of life.

The National Drovers Hall of Fame Museum in Ellsworth intends to memorialize the cattle drive era through the preservation of the Insurance Building to house a portion of the museum. The organization plans to create a world class museum, singularly unique in that it will recognize and honor the people who made the era of the cattle drive synonymous with the development of the United States.

The drover rode over the rim with all of the abandon, energy, insolence, pride, carelessness and confidence that epitomized the booming West. The cowboy was largely responsible for creating the greatest nation on earth through the development of the western two-thirds of the United States.

The anchor building for the project will be the “Insurance Building” located two doors south of Drovers Mercantile. The distinctive oriel on the building naturally draws a visitor’s attention. The building is recognized state-wide as the “signature” of Ellsworth because of this unique feature which is visible when approaching the downtown area from both the north and south.

The building has remained vacant for over thirty years and will require extensive restoration to bring it back into use. Projected plans include the use of nearby buildings to house cattle drive exhibits, a theater, food bar/saloon, gift shop and a library/research center.

Donations to help in this effort may be mailed to:

National Drovers Hall of Fame
119 North Douglas
Ellsworth Kansas 67439
785.473.4703 for further information


Filed under: prairie musings, Ellsworth — Peg Britton @ 5:51 pm

The board of directors could use your help and encourages you to become a member of the NATIONAL DROVERS HALL OF FAME “Founders Club” whose mission is to participate in the development of the National Drovers Hall of Fame in the old signature building in downtown Ellsworth. It costs $100.00, although you are invited to give more if you are able, and will be limited to the first 500 participants.

Make checks payable to:

National Drovers Hall of Fame
119 N. Douglas
Ellsworth KS 67439

For further information call Jim Gray, president of the board of directors:



Filed under: prairie musings, Ellsworth — Peg Britton @ 1:53 pm

Ben and Billy Thompson were brothers who hailed from Texans and had a reputation for fancy action with guns. Ben was also a highly respected gambler with Spanish Monte being his game of choice. He was a smoother operator than his younger brother Billy who was pretty rough around the edges.

Billy always seemed on the wrong side of disagreements and while in Ellsworth in the early days, one of his dishonorable deeds was to accidentally shoot Sheriff Chauncey Whitney on August 15th, 1873. The town folk haven’t forgotten that and have for years produced a summer pageant about the shooting of Sheriff Whitney.

King Fisher, also a noted gunman, was a friend of Ben Thompson’s. He had an interesting past and has been the subject of research and study.

You have an opportunity to learn about these men who were part of the history of early Ellsworth from Tom Bicknell of Crystal Lake, Illinois who is passing by this way and will make a single presentation here. He’s a researcher/historian who will present a slide show and recount the lives of these famous gunmen.

Tom is a member #289 our of C.O.W.B.O.Y. Society (Cockeyed Old West Band of Yahoos Society) and a member of the National Association for Outlaw and Lawman History, Inc.

The place to be for this interesting presentation is in the Methodist Church basement on Monday July 7th at 7:00 p.m.


Filed under: prairie musings, Ellsworth — Peg Britton @ 11:23 am

Robson’s Card and Gift Shop was the setting this morning for the first of many Chamber of Commerce coffees. It was very nice with Ken and Alice Robson displaying the same wonderful hospitality that always welcomes people into their store.

George Stover, Chamber president, made some introductory remarks.

The Robson’s gave a short history of their store which included a comment that Hallmark has been a presence in Ellsworth for 70 years. Ken and Alice have, during their ownership of the store for the past twenty years, made it a Gold Crown store.

They purchased the store from Callie Reber who owned it for seven years. Prior to that it was Grant’s book store. And somewhere along the line, it was for many years Novak IGA Grocery Store. I well remember those days but those of us older folk who were there were a bit fuzzy on details of who owned what when.

Several chamber members in attendance gave two minute updates on projects and events. Sarah Grace Geiger, Chamber director, did her usual splendid job of organizing the event, spearheading others and giving Chamber members a run down of coming events they will want to attend.

Alice prepared wonderful breakfast treats for everyone. I had kidded Ken earlier in the week about serving quiche as I figured they’d only serve coffee at such a gathering. As it turned out, Alice had prepared a large bowl of watermelon and cantaloupe, several different kinds of muffins, coffee cake, cheese sausage balls, orange juice and coffee. It was delicious morning treat and very much appreciated by everyone. And it was better than quiche!

I’ve suggested on several occasions that perhaps the Chamber could come up with some kind of membership for people like me who don’t have businesses to make us legitimate members. We could be the support arm of the Chamber and I think if it only cost $20 or less to join, perhaps they would pick up additional members that way. I wouldn’t expect to vote on anything, although I’d have an itch to, but I could, perhaps, contribute in other ways. It’s only an idea.

196,433 FILES

Filed under: prairie musings — Peg Britton @ 10:55 am

I have a scan devised for my system that goes through 196,433 files and folders. I run it a couple times a day and I download my Norton updates at least daily. And I still worry!



Filed under: family — Peg Britton @ 7:44 pm

“The granddaughter” is invited to explore the behind-the-scenes technology department at NASA where they are doing all the secret stuff for a Mars probe. Twenty-five from the NIST (National Institute of Science and Technology) program were selected to visit on July 2nd. She’s pretty thrilled.


Filed under: Wilson Musings — Peg Britton @ 4:16 pm

From Brian Boisvert:

I hope you can join us at the July Business Breakfast. The meeting is from 8:00am - 9:00 am at Al’s on Main St in Wilson.

This month’s speaker is Dwight Smith, USD 328 Superintendent. Superintendent Smith has just completed his first year with USD 328. Dwight will share his insights and perspectives on rural schools and the future outlook of this vital economic and cultural element of our communities.

Following our Business Breakfast on July 2nd, please join us for the ribbon cutting at the Midland Hotel. We are all very excited about the opening of one of Wilson’s grand landmarks. The hotel has been beautifully restored and is ready for business. I hope you can stay and join this historic event.


Filed under: prairie musings, friends — Peg Britton @ 11:51 am

We just received the most beautiful gift of all from Bev and Rich, the newly retired people who are now gardening folk. How wonderful for their friends.

Rich jst arrived with a large basket of the most beautifully arranged veggies and herbs that is worthy of being on the cover of Martha Stewart Living. I’ve never seen anything prettier.

And, what is in the basket is every morsel of the best eating there is, freshly picked this morning: potatoes, onions, green beans, carrots, California peppers, two kinds of cucumbers, parsley, dill, basil and chives. Bev arranged it so that it is prettier than a picture…just gorgeous. What a wonderful treat for us.

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