I’m a farmers daughter and when I’m taking over the farming business I would love to have a few of this kind of cows in my stock - Telemarkskua.

I love them even thought they are a bit small (they don’t give as much milk as others and not as much meat either) and a bit stubborn; whom wouldn’t love a cow with some personality My cows shouldn’t be made out of bronze, though!

You know what? I have a dream of installing a wind turbine on our land. I guess it will be a more traditional one, but I love the look of these:

           

Check them out; the Q5 of Quiet Revolution and the Windspire of Mariah Power. I think Q5 is my number one when it comes to design!! But since our land is farmland with open fields and not too many close neighbors, I guess a traditional one is the most economic efficient.In a few years we’ll see if I get to follow my dream

Today we had the second Bible Sunday in a row, not in the same church, though. Each year the church councils invites the 11 yr olds in our area to come to church and be given a Bible. A lot of them comes and I usually try to make this Sunday service all about the Bible. Most years I’ve had a Bible exhibition of some kind and showed them the book in Greek and Hebrew, and off course old, new, large and small editions in Norwegian. I’ve had a bit of fun finding them all….

But this year I wanted to try another approach, so I decided to make a Bible walk (or what to call it) inside my sermon - it had 4 stations and in every one there where a passage from the Bible (they had to find it themselves in the Bible) and a thing to do, eat or to get. And it worked, today I even got some good and warming words after the service. I’m so glad!! I think I’ll be doing more of this, not every time but every now and then!

This is part of my sermon scripture:

Again Jesus began to teach by the lake. The crowd that gathered around him was so large that he got into a boat and sat in it out on the lake, while all the people were along the shore at the water’s edge. He taught them many things by parables, and in his teaching said: “Listen! A farmer went out to sow his seed. As he was scattering the seed, some fell along the path, and the birds came and ate it up. Some fell on rocky places, where it did not have much soil. It sprang up quickly, because the soil was shallow. But when the sun came up, the plants were scorched, and they withered because they had no root. Other seed fell among thorns, which grew up and choked the plants, so that they did not bear grain. Still other seed fell on good soil. It came up, grew and produced a crop, multiplying thirty, sixty, or even a hundred times.”

Mark 4:1-8

This always makes me think of being a little girl growing up on my parents farm. When I was small enough to have fun making my own paths in the crops hoping my father would not see me (he always did in the end), because I was not allowed to this - not.at.all!! I can still see how the yellow crops swaying in the soft wind.

There is another picture that pops into my head and that is one of my father. Going around in the field throwing his seed out from his kind of a bag-looking thing he has on his stomach holding the unthrown seeds. This is the way farmer has done it since forever and would have still if it where not for the tractors and stuff.

But when I take a closer look at the text I get stuck with a feeling that this sower is a strange sower. He’s throwing his precious seeds everywhere and it doesn’t seem to bother him. Unlike any framers I’ve known the sower does not care if his seeds are landing in the wrong place. I’m amazed how Jesus takes such a normal situation and makes it into something else. Because Jesus is the sower himself and he throws the words of God out to every man alike, hoping that he can get mankind to listen and discover the greatness of his words and actions. It’s like God do hope that even the stone ground some day will be good soil, ready to produce big harvest.

Soon, very soon the plums is ripe. I’m not a big plum-eating-person, so thankfully my friends will enjoy them (and pick them themselves)
The photo was taken Saturday, when there was blue sky above our head!!

Presented by a couple of pictures.
The man walking around is my dad, and he is so glad to be in them. The pictures was taken early june, and it’s green everywhere!

See the post below for more…..

Like the last nights I’m still up and the clock is soon 2 am. I find it hard to turn in while summer, I so much more enjoy staying up and talking (or watch a movie…). Tonight me and dad have had a real talk about the farm, and how things will be now that he has retired as a teacher. He’ll still be a farmer, but is afraid that he can’t make to much money on it. If he earns to much he will loose some of his retirement pay, and that is not a good thing. So in a year or so I might have taken over the farm (on paper and the money-bit, both expenses and income…) - but I’m keeping him working there Because I’m in no way ready for leaving this little town right now. When I will be I don’t know now, but I think I will know when ready!

The farm is not big, and there is no way I can live of the income as it is now. That is my major concern and has been for quite some time. Now I’m wondering how I can raise the income, so I actually can live of it. I think I need some kind of product, some kind of speciality. Something that you can get only there, and which people are willing to pay me for. Not sure what that would be right now, but originally there was farm animal there and it has been a farm for many year. There also is some great old rooms/house to either “entertain” or rent out to tourist or such……………….

Any suggestion? (Other than: go to bed?!?!)
Night, night!