Play it, Jen

Every good movie has a piano player somewhere in the background--
sometimes seen, usually unseen.
Seldom really noticed.
The feeling, the very soul of a scene, is created by that person tinkering at the keys.
It has been said, "All the world's a stage."
Well then...Play it, Jen.

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Location: Over Yonder, Missouri

I'm a California Native transplanted to the Missouri Ozarks. I've learned how to chase cows in high heels and load hay faster than you can say "Coco Chanel." These are some of our pictures and stories of living in a land with breath-taking beauty and adventure around every bend.

Friday, September 21, 2007


Today while wandering in a park, I met the Cheshire Cat.

"But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.
"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "We're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here."


It is always good for a person to know what they are worth.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Our new babies!

Our cows finally got here today! Two six month old female belted galloways ("belties" or as I prefer "oreo cows"). They are the cutest little buggers. So sweet. Jason wants to name them Laverne and Shirley.

Sticks can walk?!

We had a cool walking stick hanging upside down on the ceiling of our front porch the other day. It looked like sticks just stuck together. Awesome. Right out of the Lord of the Rings or something. A little group of sticks come to life to make up a creature. It was a good seven or eight inches long. Had some nasty looking pincers so we didn't try to get this one into a jar. ;)

Schnappeh Head!

I was mowing the lawn one afternoon and happened to glance down towards the pond. I noticed something moving around down there and stopped for a closer look. There was a big snapping turtle crusing along in the grass, moving from one pond to another. I yelled for Jason to come and see. Being the good little Californians that we are, Jason grabbed a rake handle and we went running down to the turtle to play with it. Jason poked it with the handle. It was amazing how fast this thing whipped its head around and grabbed the end of the handle. Scared us both crazy. So we flipped it over, ever seen the underside of a snapping turtle? But we were nice and flipped it upright again. After poking at it a bit more we left it alone so it could carry on its journey. And Jason only lost one finger this time!

Missouri Traffic Jam

Morning traffic can be brutal around here!