It is so cold outside. This is the coldest I can ever remember. Our high today was 15 with a –5 wind chill. Our high tomorrow is 9 with a negative wind chill. OH MY!!! Next week though, back into the 40’s. I’m just thankful that we are not getting the snow the states up North are getting. I really do feel for them. We would be stranded for months if we had something like that.
I haven’t done anything special in the way of decorating or putting my house together in any special way since Christmas and the New Year so I thought I would show you where I was raised. I always like to see other parts of the country. The part of the country where I was raised is totally different than where I live now. In Western Oklahoma the wind blows, a lot, and what few trees there are, all lean to the north. If there is anyone from that part of the country that is reading this, I am sure you will know what I am talking about.
Here are some pictures of the countryside. This picture is rather blurry but there are lots of windmills to get the water out of the wells for the cattle. This is cattle and wheat country.
These pictures were taken at Thanksgiving and this is a flock of wild turkeys that was crossing the road. There were probably 30 in the flock all totaled.
This is just one of the many fields of cattle that are grazing on the green wheat that will be harvested next spring, probably late May or June.
There is a lot of drilling for oil and gas in this part of the country. They have to go down around 35,000 feet on some of the wells but they are great wells. This is called the Anadarko basin.
This is a picture of my 83 year old mother, soon to be 84. She gets around so well, still drives, keeps her own house and manages her own affairs. She was born and raised in a German Mennonite community called Corn, OK. It used to be spelled Korn but during WWII the spelling was changed. Her father immigrated from Ukraine and this is where they settled. When she and my dad married they moved from this area but she still has several relatives and friends here.
These are some pictures of my home town. Don’t laugh at the name, and no, it wasn’t named after a cow. I went to school here through the 8th grade and then I had to transfer to an area high school. I am a very small town girl.
My sister got married in this little church, many years ago and this is where we went when I was at home.
I played many a basketball game in this gym and also ran lots of laps getting ready to play basketball. I think small towns have lots of advantages, in some ways. People are always ready to help in any way they can in any type of situation. There are also disadvantages but I think the good outweighs the bad.
This was one of the local grocery stores. It is now closed along with all of the other businesses; except the co-op elevator. That is one of the sad things about going home; but there are larger towns around.
This is the house I was raised in. It looks NOTHING like it did when we lived there. My parents always kept it up, the yard was immaculate and everything was so pretty. They sold it right before my father passed away 28 years ago and this is what has happened to it.
My sister and I didn’t walk to school, we had to ride the bus because we lived out in the country. We would get on the bus about 7 in the morning and get to school around 8. It was fun except waiting in the cold for the bus.
I hope you enjoyed my part of the world where I grew up. It is nothing fancy but it is home for me.
Have a safe and warm weekend and I’ll be back later.