Monday, July 29, 2013

Batteries, Bees and Chocolate Chip Cookies!

One has information only to the extent to which
  one has tended to communicate one’s experience.
                            Harry Stack Sullivan


There has been a lot of beauty being seen from the seat of my tractor through the rear view mirror lately and things have been going well except for a few minor glitches. When I look into those mirrors and see the dust surrounding the baler from that nice dry hay turning and turning inside and then I reach down to move the lever and watch the door open and a bale popping out behind me it makes me smile. This always looks like an accomplishment of the greatest kind to me this time of year.

I was sitting in my kitchen with my feet up and watching those taunting Turkeys while I was eating chocolate chips from a bag that NDF had brought me, oh yes she is a friend who really understands me and knows how much My Hero loves his chocolate chip cookies those ones that I am intending to bake for him this morning, when I hear a knock at the door.

 I set the bag on the table, well after popping in a couple of those tasty semi sweet dark chocolate morsels and quickly run to answer. I open the door and it is my friend J, you remember J ( I must tell you he is NDF’s husband) he is the man who takes time out of his busy days to rake hay for this busy farm girl and she appreciates that so very much. Anyway J tells me the tractor will not start and it will need a boost. I throw on my shoes sitting by the door and off I go to help figure this out. There is hay down and it needs to be raked, we need to get that tractor started so I can bale in a couple of hours.

I walk over with J to see if I knew some trick to start it because I am unfortunately like that and never think someone who has farmed all his life and knows everything about tractors could possibly know tricks about this tractor, I turn the key, oh yes J is indeed right, I knew that. I walk back to the house while clicking numbers on my cell phone; this is an emergency in my head, and I was wishing I had brought those chocolate chips that always seem to calm me down.  My Hero answers his phone at work and I ask where he put those pesky booster cables. “In the truck” oh yes now I remember it does not always start either; what is it with batteries now a days? Thanks I will talk to you later OK. “Be careful”, oh yes I will. I hang up the phone jump into and drive the truck with those booster cables back to J.

I park next to that darn dead tractor and J removes the panel from the top of the tractor motor while visions of explosions run through my head, as those memories of My Hero’s Dad getting confused in his older years and hooking one up wrong and it blew up, luckily he was not injured, I think of that every time we have to boost something. I do know J knows what he is doing and I hold the cables on the truck while he hooks the other end to the tractor. I do know Red is Positive and Black is Negative and never put the ends near each other, Red to positive, Black to Negative.

 I suddenly feel a sting on my right hand, the one holding the Black cable; I cannot believe it, I was stung by a bee. I hold the cable steady while thinking; darn that enticing smell of those chocolate chips. No time to think about that now and I then hear the tractor turn over and start as J turns the key. Yeah… the tractor is running I unhook the cables carefully, I watch J put the panel back on the tractor while I roll up those cables and put them back in the truck, I thank J and drive off, and watch him start raking around the field. Another little glitch solved.

Once again back in the house I grab a bag of frozen peas for my swelling hand and grab that bag of chocolate chips and I again put up my feet and watch those taunting Turkeys dance around the field behind the house knowing My Hero is probably not going to be getting those chocolate chip cookies. Well you can’t blame a girl for trying. Remind me to put that on my grocery list, will you.


I did get that hay baled and the counter now shows 308 and I have not went shopping yet but that chocolate chip bag, well now, it seems to have disappeared.

Later



40 comments:

  1. I was wondering how you would fit chocolate chips in with a story about hay baling & bees! LOL!

    Have a great week!

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  2. Glad to hear your hay making is going well!

    I think I may just have to make some chocolate chip cookies now...
    :)

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  3. Once hay making time is concluded, then chocolate chip making time can commence! As always, such a beautiful picture of your day. How could anyone not just love a farm life?

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  4. Better buy a few bags of those chocolate chips! You never know when you may need them!

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  5. What is it about baling hay (or anything else) that makes a girl crave chocolate? ;-)

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  6. Oh my I do hope that bee sting isn't hurting real bad, and just as well you are not allergic to them...take care. Hugs M xoxox

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  7. the skills farm women learn would amaze most! talk about a diverse resume.

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  8. Chocolate chip with walnuts cookies...one of my all time favourites. Of course, just the loose chips and walnuts together are perfect as they are. Don't tell anyone but I used to (in my slimmer days) put a tablespoon of chips/walnuts/coconut and raisens into a container, shake well, and enjoy with my coffee. Hmmm...I wonder if that's why I'm not slim anymore.

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  9. Funny how a bag of chocolate chops can disappear like that! :)

    Sorry about that bee sting. Or was it a yellow jacket sting? They are so mean and ornery!

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  10. Your chocolate bag resembles ours...it's surprisingly empty when I decide to bake cookies! A handful of chocolate chips tastes sooo good, and after all, it's just a handful...what will it hurt? :) Glad you got that tractor started and your hay baled. Love the shots out your rearview mirror! Here's to another week of (hopefully) great haying weather!

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  11. haha when i buy choc chips for cookies and don't make them right away, the boys think it's a snack for them...the bag quickly disappears....i found the best recipe for choc chip cookies with sea salt, love them! i always use milk choc chips though because i'm not a huge fan of the semi sweet.

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  12. It is such a blessing that the hay crop will be good.

    Two bags of those chips will be good too.

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  13. it's a busy time for you isn't it? I noticed the farmers are bringing in their wheat now. Do you bale round bales or the small ones?

    Gill

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  14. Glad that hay is baled now! Ouch! for the sting! Yum! for the chocolate chips! Now, I want to bake some chocolate chip cookies!:-) You've been busy, Buttons!

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  15. sorry about the bee sting! thank goodness you're not allergic. dang choco chips! :)

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  16. i'll admit, only about half of all the chocolate chips brought into this house, make it into a cookie. ;)

    ...hope your hand heals quick!

    nice selfies! *hugs*

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  17. I love those photos in the rearview mirror! What beautiful fields! And I'm so glad your count of bales is going up.

    Sorry about the bee sting--hope it didn't swell too much. At least you had chocolate chip cookies to help you feel better. :-)

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  18. Glad you like the semi-sweet choc chips! Husband prefers the milk choc, so I don't get too many...
    Have fun making cookies!!!

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  19. B,

    It's our little secret, your Hero won't even know you ate the entire bag. Just when you go shopping grab a few bags. One for his cookies, and a couple for the pantry.

    Be careful out there!!!

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  20. You stinker, eating all those chocolate chip cookies and not saving even one for your Hero! But, sometimes that's just the way it is, too. (hehehe)

    Very glad you're getting more hay baled.

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  21. I stopped eating cookies a long time ago, but now you really have me longing for some. I enjoyed this everyday story made special by the way you told it.

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  22. OUCH! Those bee stings are nasty! Thank goodness your not allergic! Love to watch the hay being baled. Love feeding it too the cows when there's snow on the ground.
    When there's chocolate chips just laying around. The intent to make cookies is always there. But by then then chips are gone. :(

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  23. Well, I am very glad to learn that I'm not the only one who enjoys the chocolate chips fresh out of the bag! :-)

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  24. "I will not go open the bag of chocolate chips in the kitchen" ... I am repeating this like a mantra in my head as I type ... hopefully it will work or that chocolate chip bag is going to disappear mysteriously, too. Hope your hand is feeling better ... :) Pat

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  25. Ok Buttons....I'm going to have to go all Bee Lady on you. That was probably not a bee. It was probably a wasp, or a yellow jacket, or some other stinging insect. I'm just sure of it. Here's why. Bees ...as in honey bees...only like flowers not chocolate chip cookies. In the fall, When the 'bees' go all crazy eating your ice cream and...well...cookies...those aren't bees either. Yellow jackets. Just sayin! Not to say bees don't sting. They do. I'm nursing a sting with an ice pack as I type!

    Cindy Bee

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  26. Ouch on the sting, yum on the chocolate chips and excellent news on the hay. Great photos!

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  27. Even though I have helped jump start our plow truck a hundred times, the exact same thoughts run through my head. I'm always expecting an explosion.

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  28. Chocolate chips...yummmmmmm. Bee stings...booooooooo.

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  29. Chocolate chips are almost as good as cookies... Sorry about the sting - but way to go on the haying!

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  30. A bag of chocolate chips would send me into a hypoglycemic seizure. :)

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  31. Murphy's Law that you get stung by a bee whilst trying to control other variables through which you could be stung!!

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  32. You are a woman after my own heart with the chocolate chips. The other day David asked if I would make him some cookies and I said I couldn't because we were out of chocolate chips. I ate the whole bag! oopsie.

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  33. I hope your hand is feeling better, Miss B.

    What would life be like without the little glitches? Sounds like it was a simple fix. My mechanical skills are next to zero, so simple fix is right up my alley.

    Yea for making lots of pretty, green and dry hay.

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  34. Yet another exciting episode in the life of Buttons and her Hero. Hope that bee sting soon mended. I had a paper wasp sting me on the end of a finger once and it swelled up all big and red and reminded me of ET.
    Jumper cables used to frighten me too but I'm too old to worry about such things now thank goodness.

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  35. well darn!! you needed those chocolate chips to ease the pain! Chocolate has healing properties ya know

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  36. Button, you're the only person I've told this to. I used to have a '67 VW sedan with the battery under the back seat. I bought one of Sears's first 5-year batteries and sure enough, 5 years to the month later, I keyed the ignition and the thing blew a hole in the floorboard. Some batteries really mean it. Treacherous things.

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  37. Glad you survived the boost! I like the word boost... we always call it "jump" around here. "Boost" seems more accurate ;)

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  38. I would need something stronger than chocolate chips to get through your farming chores.

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  39. im just reading all of these again because i have time now to be the peanut gallery and make comments... btw your photography on this one is WONDERFUL - you see the world in the bestest ways!!!

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