Old Cowbelle: Naming the Patio Bar
I love to enter contests, whether there is a prize offered or not. Maybe it's the challenge I like?
I did enter the Vino in the Valley contest, to name the new patio bar. Kind of funny, me a tee-totaler, trying to choose a name for a bar. I just think the whole scene there in the Rush River valley is so beautiful; a perfect location for a vineyard.
I enjoy reading the website, the menus and the activities that go on during the year; also, the nice comments made by patrons.
When the contest is finished in June, it will be fun to find out who has the perfect name for the new outdoor patio bar. As I write, there have been over 70 names submitted!
I guess they will be presented on Facebook; but I am no longer on Facebook, so I hope they will be listed on the Vino in The Valley website when the contest is over.
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And now for a completely different outdoor event, time to begin our outdoor evening church services! We at Our Savior's Church have a delightful spot on the east side of the church. It is centered with a large cross, a fire pit (for youth wiener roast events) and picnic table seating. Or we can bring our own comfortable lawn chairs.
It all happens on Wednesdays at 7 p.m., beginning on the 13th of June. The service is a short version of the previous Sunday. At that time of the evening, in the summer, it so peaceful and the scene so beautiful. If it should happen to rain, or if it is too hot, we move inside to the Chapel room in the basement.
Anyone who wishes to come is welcome, any denomination.
All are welcome! All are welcome! All are welcome in this place!
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An anonymous bit of "soul food": God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, or sunshine without rain; but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the way.
And a bit of "soul food" from Grandma M. "Your face is the window of your heart and mind. Think happy thoughts, love others, thank God for all good things. The people you meet will see Jesus by looking through your window!"
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I love the sound of rain drops falling on the roof on this end of the house, where the ceiling is vaulted. I can't hear it in the other rooms. It tells me that my tomato plants on the deck and the flowers in their pots are getting a drink of water, also the plants at the cemetery. And being a former farmer's wife, I know it will spur on the growth of second crop hay.
It always makes me happy when I see Chuck's big fields of hay all cut, and baled up, completely done just in time before the rains begin. There are few things more satisfactory to a farmer than a hay field all "clean shaven" when it rains.
It reminds me of long-ago summers, when Husband and I would stand looking out our old "picture window" in the farmhouse that once existed. When the bales were all stacked in the barn, and the rain would be pouring..he would say, "The Old Lord sure is good to us." And He still is.