Beaverdam Creek Farm

Thursday, November 30, 2006

On Saturday afternoon, Jacob, Daddy, and Pop pop wanted to watch the Georgia/Georgia Tech Game. So, they dug the TV out of the shed and set it up. In order to get a relatively clear picture, they attached aluminum foil to one of the antennae. They finally got it situated, and had only missed about 10 minutes of the game. We are all Tech fans here and at half-time, we were winning. Unfortunately, something went wrong in the second half, and Georgia beat us for the 6th time in a row. I only watched the last 9 minutes, which were very depressing. Oh well, maybe next year...

~Tricia Ann

Daddy adjusting the "bunny ears"

Jacob and Pop pop drinking sparkling cider and intently watching

Friday, November 24, 2006

Oh Give Thanks Unto the Lord for He is Good!

A Thanksgiving Poem
by Paul Laurence Dunbar
(1872-1906)

The sun hath shed its kindly light,
Our harvesting is gladly o'er,
Our fields have felt no killing blight,
Our bins are filled with goodly store.

From pestilence, fire, 'flood, and sword
We have been spared by thy decree,
And now with humble hearts, O Lord,
We come to pay our thanks to thee.

We feel that had our merits been
The measure of thy gifts to us,
We erring children, born of sin,
Might not now be rejoicing thus.

No deed of ours hath brought us grace;
When thou wert nigh our sight was dull,
We hid in trembling from thy face,
But thou, O God, wert merciful.

Thy mighty hand o'er all the land
Hath still been open to bestow
Those blessings which our wants demand
From heaven, whence all blessings flow.

Thou hast, with ever watchful eye,
Looked down on us with holy care,
And from thy storehouse in the sky
Hast scattered plenty everywhere.

Then lift we up our songs of praise
To thee, O Father, good and kind;
To thee we consecrate our days;
Be thine the temple of each mind.

With incense sweet our thanks ascend;
Before thy works our powers pall;
Though we should strive years without end,
We could not thank thee for them all.

Our First Lingo Homestead Thanksgiving Day

We celebrated our first Thanksgiving Day at Lingo Homestead with Poppop and Mawmaw. Philip smoked a turkey on his new Big Green Egg grill. It was delicious. We had cranberry sauce and dressing , of course. But we were also able to enjoy collard greens, sweet potatoes, and rutabagas from Tricia Ann's garden.
How richly our Lord has blessed us this year with good land, good friends, and good family.
~Trish

The table is ready...

Before dinner, a game of horseshoes. Poppop is the champion, two ringers! Jacob stands in awe!

A lovely sunset ended our day.

We took a walk around the property. We were blessed with beautiful, warm weather.

Camo Duck - A New Breed of Super Hero

Care to Come and Visit?

Guests at the Lingo Homestead get to clear underbrush, shovel manure and turn the compost pile. Future guests might have the privilege of digging fence post holes.