I have never had great success making bread. Except for quick breads, like pumpkin, banana, etc. I tried making a whole wheat sourdough yesterday from some starter gifted to me by a fellow quilt guild member, and it’s the best bread turnout I’ve ever had. Not that I have tried very much. I was always so discouraged after less than delicious results that I quickly gave up that endeavor. This round was encouraging, though!

Since my last post with anything to do about the ranch was 4 years ago, I do have some catching up to do about things there. I’ll start with the most special one today. My Mom had always told us that when she passed away she would like to be cremated and buried under her favorite hackberry tree. My Dad would always say something different and my brother and I would go back and forth trying to decide what to do, the Hackberry tree or the cemetery in our hometown. When my brother, cousin and I did the surface division of my grandparents’ ranch, I got the part with the hackberry tree. One day I just had a very strong feeling of “I have to take her home”. I called my brother and told him and he agreed, as well. My Dad always got the last word on pretty much all decisions, but this time, we were making sure Mom got what she had always so strongly wanted, and we knew that wherever we decided, they should, and would want, to both be together. I love that they are in a beautiful place that means so much to me, and someday, I will be under the tree with them. We currently have a large rock from the ranch marking their gravesite, but today we are headed to Granite, Ok to pick up their headstone we had made, and finally get that set over them. I can’t wait to see it and get it placed.

Have a wonderful day!