Lessons Learned.

During my short time living here, I have learned many lessons quickly!  The first goes back to a teenage thought...ever have one of those dumb ideas that you thought sounded good?  Luckily for me I didn't have to learn this lesson the hard way thanks to my wonderful husband.  As a teenager I always thought it would be fun to try "cow tipping", because of course cows can't run fast right?  When I mentioned this to Rick, he laughed of course.  He said that maybe that wasn't such a great idea.  Not soon after moving here I got to witness just how fast cows can run.  My father-in-law was rounding up the cows to take some to the market.  There were about 7 men in that field, circling around the cows.  Well all of the sudden those cows took of running, and the sound was amazing.  Of course I was watching on the other side of the fence, tucked safely in my truck.  But I have a new found appreciation for them, and now I just stop and talk to them as we drive by the field.  And of course they give me that "who's the crazy lady" look.  My second is all about nuts, we have more nuts around here than at my last family reunion!  Hickory, Acorn, Chesnut, Walnut...the list could go on for days...and they all end up in the drive way.  Have to ever tried walking down a gravel hill, with a bunch of nuts under foot.  It's like walking on marbles!!!  Need I mention that I'm not nearly as graceful as I was in my younger days.  So I provide humor for the family, arms flailing every which way, trying not to land on my bottom.  But I can identify which type of nuts that are taking me down....and have even ventured to try tasting a few.  Not bad...maybe a little salt to help the flavor.  And the final lesson learned so far is how hard it really is to chop firewood.  The only house I can remember living in with a fireplace as a child was my Grandmother's.  And magically the wood just appeared, it was always there no matter.  Never have I been in a position where I would have to gather wood.  Well over this last week that is just what we've been doing.  Hubby gave me a quick lesson on how to swing an axe, and cut me loose.  First swing, my whole body felt shook, and my hubby just laughed.  Seems that Hickory is one of the hardest woods to chop, nothing like setting your wife up.  But I was determined and after about 15 swings I finally loosened it up and got it to split!  A few days later my father-in-law was helping us, and he was splitting wood like it was as soft as butter.  Give me a few weeks and well see how it goes!