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Old Cowbelle: Happy Valentine's Day

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columns Ellsworth, 54011
Ellsworth Wisconsin 126 S. Chestnut St. 54011

As the wedding guests moved up the walk approaching Our Savior's Church, the lights shown out from the beautiful stained glass windows, as big, soft snowflakes drifted slowly to the ground, making a sparkling blanket on the church yard.

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Sandy and Terry were the bride and groom, and all of their seven siblings were attendants. The bridesmaids wore red velvet gowns, as did the flower girl and her little sisters.

Mothers, dads, and some grandmas were still living then, and present at the beautiful wedding on Feb. 14!

The year was 1970, 42 years ago.

Now the family includes three children and spouses, and seven grandchildren, all healthy and happy and hard-working!

Our prayer is that Sandy and Terry will have many, many more years together, to enjoy life, with their children and grandchildren.

HAPPY, HAPPY 42nd ANNIVERSARY, SANDY AND TERRY!

ALSO, HAPPY, HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO BETH AND PAT ON THE 16TH!

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Wisdom of a Swedish Proverb, appeared in the January issue of The Lutheran.

*Fear less, hope more.

*Eat less, chew more.

*Whine less, breathe more.

*Hate less, love more;

And all good things are yours.

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Today I am "gardening" on my dining room table. What a mess! My African violet was outgrowing its pot and, when I removed it, I discovered that now there are four clumps of violets instead of one.

Then I got really brave and removed my old, old amaryllis plant to divide and repot. I hesitated to disturb it, since a part of it has descended from my Grandma Steen's plant all those years ago, then handed down to my Mom and on to me; so it's getting pretty old. Maybe even older than I am! I sure hope I am not killing it!

When I dumped it out on the table, I couldn't believe it could survive the way the roots were scrunched up, hard as cement. I had to cut it apart with a knife, and found it had multiplied into over 15 bulbs.

When I had all the larger bulbs planted, I sifted through the leftover dirt and roots, and found almost 20 teeny, tiny little bulbs about the size of large peas. I planted them, too, and wonder if they will ever sprout and become plants?

I guess, being a farm wife all those years, made me hanker to get my fingers in some dirt again.

Now, I hope some of my daughters or granddaughters will adopt some of these excess growing things.

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