Honey Jar

This afternoon, when I visited Mom, she gave me her "honey jar".  She had told me about it a few weeks ago, but couldn't remember where she had put it.  I never knew the story behind the "honey jar" until now.  Here it is:

She said that in 1937, daddy was cutting timber with some other men.  In the process, they cut down a bee tree.  The owner gave jars to any of the men who wanted some of the honey.  This jar is the one daddy brought home filled with the golden goodness.  Mom said she hadn't kept up with too many things since 1937, but she had kept up with this jar.  She said she had used it for canning garden produce and loved to put beets in it because they looked so pretty in the unusual jar.  

Now, it's mine.  We will put honey in it and I will display it on the top of Hazel's pie safe.  Such precious memories of days and lives gone by.  Hopefully, the jar can be kept safe for another 77 years.  Or more.

Oops!

On September 12th,

Joe's left hand had an unfortunate encounter

with his table saw, which resulted in:

A mad dash to the ER at Riverpark

Camp Nonnanee Part II - cancelled

A subsequent trip to the ER at Vanderbilt, via ambulance for Joe

A looooooooong wait in an ER examining room

The unbelievable news that they were releasing him to go home

Another very long wait at Vanderbilt for surgery (Dr. Lee) four days later

Being informed that he was being released and sent home to recover

Several trips back to Vanderbilt to see Dr. Lee

Therapy with Darren Payne at Riverpark

A renewed commitment to be MORE careful

(These pics, by the way, were taken at a post-op visit with Dr. Lee.

Before that, the finger and thumb were much too gruesome for me to photograph).

Fun at the Fair!

I picked up Baylor & Kyndal from school for our annual trip to the fair

to eat and have a little fair fun.  I do so love being with these kiddos!

Later in the week, Lori & the boys came
and we went to the fair.  I only ended up with a pic of Jack, though. (?)