September 1, 2014

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Farmer’s Market and a play keeps one busy PDF Print E-mail

By Kay Brown
Kate’s Garden Gate
This week is one of those very busy ones that happen about once a month. Thursday, Friday and Saturday will be the play at the Opera House, entitled, “Maid To Order.”
Friday night will also be a dinner, so get your reservations in by Thursday at 4 p.m. please, if at all possible.
Friday here at home, we’re opening Rushville Farmers Market at 7 a.m. till 12:30 p.m., and again on Saturday, same time.

Pitfalls of using antibiotics in meat PDF Print E-mail
Written by Kay Brown   

By Kay Brown
Kate’s Garden Gate
After all the drastic winter weather, what a beautiful Easter Sunday we had. Two of the children and mates got to come for dinner. My daughter and her husband aren’t coming until July, when their first grandchild is expected here in Illinois, and my oldest son from Missouri is also coming in July to look over a spot here for after retirement. Those two siblings haven’t seen each other for a couple of years so it will be a reunion of sorts for the family.
We were talking about the price of meat and wishing we could manage to raise some of our own. I read a report in Prevention Magazine about the use of antibiotics in our meat–shocking!

Henry Ossawa Tanner, ‘the painter of hope’ PDF Print E-mail

By Kay Brown
Kate’s Garden Gate
The painter called the painter of hope is Henry Ossawa Tanner.
He was born in Pittsburgh in 1859, and spent most of his adult career in France. He exhibited year after year at the Paris salon where he won prizes and international fame.
When he first arrived in Paris in 1891, he did some black-genre paintings, but most of his work is drawn from the Bible. Tanner is that rare modern artist, both religious and spiritual, a mystic and realist.

‘Woodies’ provide entertainment on the pond PDF Print E-mail

By Kay Brown
The Garden Gate
I wish you could have been here last week when the pond had 20 “woodies,” wood ducks floating around. I watched for a while and then went to the greenhouse to water.
When I got back I checked them out, and there were 10 males and four females still on the pond. Mallard ducks are pretty but I think woodies are prettier.

Games kept children occupied all day PDF Print E-mail

By Kay Brown
The Garden Gate
When I wake up in the middle of the night and can’t go back to sleep, I start thinking about childhood happenings. The other night I thought about going to my aunt and uncle’s. They lived in Pittsfield, and when I was 10 I would go visit for week.
I met a girl that lived in the same block as my relatives, and was my age. She had two brothers, one older, one younger, and in a few years a baby sister. We did go to the city swimming pool once or twice a week, other wise we played boy games.
I was a “tomboy” so that was fine with me. They taught me to play marbles, you know, draw the circle in the dirt-toss your marbles out into the circle then everybody had what you called a shooter. It was a bigger marble and some of them were really pretty. I had a black leather bag that had a drawstring in the top, and a collection of marbles. When you shot the “shooter” you were supposed to knock a persons marble out of the circle and then it was yours. You had to be fairly good or you would end up “losing all your marbles.” Do you suppose that's where that saying comes from?

Spring in Illinois PDF Print E-mail

It’s Sunday morning and a beautiful sunrise is beginning over the pond. The first two ducks of the season are swimming around. I’m fixing breakfast for my dog and myself, so I don’t stop to get the binoculars to see what kind they are. Last week after the pair of Canada Geese, who come every year were here, a second pair came and took up a spot on the other side of the pond, across from  our regular pair. They got quite vocal with each other, probably discussing just whose pond it was. It’s fun to watch the seasonal wildlife come and go.


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