Posted on 04/14/2006 5:59:06 PM PDT by Chairman_December_19th_Society
We will not tire, we will not falter, and we will not fail!
Good evening!!
Do not let the victims of the attacks on New York and Washington, nor the brave members of our Nation's military who have given their lives to protect our freedom, die in vain!!
Interest rates have been slowly rising; Treasuries have hit a four-year high.
A grand jury is looking into whether Barry Bonds lied under oath three years ago regarding steroid use.
Former DemoncRAT Senator Mike Gravel is set to announce his candidacy for President--the earliest such declaration in the campaign season.
For AMERICA - The Right Way, I remain yours in the Cause, the Chairman.
Thanks, lysie! (Off to drill holes in new pots, for drainage. . .) I may be able to check in later.
I like the tire idea also. And I have some "spare tires" in back of property, can roll up & put to good use.
I recall years ago getting a potato & cutting it in sections for the "seed". Is that the way most of you do potatoes? I haven't done them for mnay years. NEVER in NC
good morning all..about ready to head out & tackle the day! Going to try to destroy my back with yard "fun" today.
Rav, thanks for linking your thread.
Good morning. My husband rented a movie last night and did not notice it was directed by Oliver Stone. It was Alexander and simply horrible, horrible, horrible. I gave up on it but Mr. Peach watched it to the end and said he can see why people don't like Oliver Stone movies.
I must get away from this computer. The clock is ticking and I have much to accomplish.
Later. Have a good day.
lysie is correct, you need to have 'eyes' on your seed potatoes.
You can probably find "Seed Potatoes" at your grocery store. Ask. They look like OLD potatoes.
I recall just taking potatoes from bag of them I like. I REALLY love red potatoes & would love to grow those maybe in one "tire" set. And a baking potatoe in anohter. can these go in early before "safe" time?
Actually---here in Knoxville, the dogwood trees blossom this time of year. The town has designated "Dogwood Trails" and they paint pink dotted lines on the road for the best views. Many houses have a sign "Good Camera Spot Here" - and everybody on the "trails" need to spend extra time with their yards (don't want to be embarrassed). My last place was on a trail and I wasn't doing much freepin' on Saturdays.
Anyway - downtown, they also have a "Dogwood Arts Festival" with local artists selling their stuff and entering art contests. One of my buddies at work enters this contest every year and every year he cleans up --winning about half of the black & white trophies. I'm off to see his work this year after lunch.
can these go in early before "safe" time?
Yes. If you are concerned about possible frost damage, you could throw a sheet, blanket, whatever over it at night. Potatoes are traditionally planted on Good Friday, typically underground. I don't have a lot of knowledge about this above ground method, but covering the first leaflets at night might be a good precaution until you are certain you're out of danger of frost.
New potatoes are some of the best food on the planet. Fresh shelled peas, creamed, with new potatoes....mmmmm.
Good morning everybody. We are off for errands in a bit and plan to attend a pot luck for Easter tomorrow with about 20 others. I will be making a fancy jello salad later today and taking some relish tray items. There will be ham and the trimmings.
Hope everybody is doing well this weekend. prayers for all who needs them.
Hi Dolly - potatoes should be planted when the nights are still cool.This is what the instructions were with the seed potatoes I got at a garden center. "cool nights are needed for good tuber formation - the complaint of all tops and few potatoes comes from gardeners who ignore best planting dates in warm summer areas" It also says they need to have a steady supply of moisture or you will get "knobby" potatoes or cavities near the center of the tuber. Fresh potatoes are one of my favorite things from my own garden.
Hi Miss Marple - I saw the pictures of the hail in Indianapolis this morning on TWC and hoped you had been spared from any damage.
A Blessed Easter to you and your family.
taking a weeding break!
thanks for info. I recall years ago not knowing what I was doing but just dug a hole & put in a part of a potatoe (with eye).
Yes, the fresh potatoes were wonderful.
I have tried the Yukon gold potatoes and the taste is good - it's just the color that I don't like.
I've often wondered about "seed potatoes". When I buy them they remind me of the potatoes that were left in the Spring after a winter of being in a bin in our "fruit cellar" when I was growing up. You won't believe this, but when I was little my Dad would buy a TON (yes 2,000 lbs.) of potatoes each Fall to get a family of five through the winter. We are German and love our potatoes.
Just received this in my e-mail. It is long, but, oh what a powerful read.
HAPPY EASTER WEEK!!!
"There was a certain Professor of Religion named Dr Christianson, a
studious man who taught at a small college in the western United States.
Dr. Christianson taught the required survey course in Christianity at
this particular institution. Every student was required to take this
course his or her freshman year, regardless of his or her major.
Although Dr Christianson tried hard to communicate the essence of the
gospel in his class, he found that most of his students looked upon the
course as nothing but required drudgery. Despite his best efforts, most
students refused to take Christianity seriously.
This year, Dr. Christianson had a special student named Steve.
Steve was only a freshman, but was studying with the intent of going
onto seminary for the ministry. Steve was popular, he was well liked,
and he was an imposing physical specimen. He was now the starting center
on the school football team, and was the best student in the professor's
class. One day, Dr. Christianson asked Steve to stay after class so he
could talk with him.
"How many push-ups can you do?"
Steve said, "I do about 200 every night."
"200? That's pretty good, Steve," Dr. Christianson said. "Do you think
you could do 300?"
Steve replied, "I don't know... I've never done 300 at a time."
"Do you think you could?" again asked Dr. Christianson.
"Well, I can try," said Steve.
"Can you do 300 in sets of 10? I have a class project in mind and I need
you to do about 300 push-ups in sets of ten for this to work. Can you do
it? I need you to tell me you can do it," said the professor.
Steve said, "Well... I think I can...yeah, I can do it"
Dr. Christianson said, "Good! I need you to do this on Friday.
Let me explain what I have in mind."
Friday came and Steve got to class early and sat in the front of the
room. When class started, the professor pulled out a big box of donuts.
No, these weren't the normal kinds of donuts, they were the extra fancy
BIG kind, with cream centers and frosting swirls.
Everyone was pretty excited it was Friday, the last class of the day,
and they were going to get an early start on the weekend with a party in
Dr. Christianson's class.
Dr. Christianson went to the first girl in the first row and
asked, "Cynthia, do you want to have one of these donuts?"
Cynthia said, "Yes."
Dr. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, "Steve, would you do
ten push-ups so that Cynthia can have a donut?"
"Sure." Steve jumped down from his desk to do a quick ten.
Then Steve again sat in his desk. Dr. Christianson put a donut on
Cynthia's desk.
Dr. Christianson then went to Joe, the next person, and asked, "Joe, do
you want a donut?"
Joe said, "Yes." Dr. Christianson asked, "Steve would you do ten
push-ups so Joe can have a donut?"
Steve did ten push-ups, Joe got a donut. And so it went, down the first
aisle, Steve did ten pushups for every person before they got their
donut.
Walking down the second aisle, Dr. Christianson came to Scott.
Scott was on the basketball team, and in as good condition as Steve. He
was very popular and never lacking for female companionship.
When the professor asked, "Scott do you want a donut?"
Scott's reply was, "Well, can I do my own pushups?"
Dr. Christianson said, "No, Steve has to do them."
Then Scott said, "Well, I don't want one then."
Dr. Christianson shrugged and then turned to Steve and asked, "Steve,
would you do ten pushups so Scott can have a donut he doesn't want?"
With perfect obedience Steve started to do ten pushups.
Scott said, "HEY! I said I didn't want one!"
Dr. Christianson said, "Look, this is my classroom, my class, my desks,
and these are my donuts. Just leave it on the desk if you don't want
it." And he put a donut on Scott's desk.
Now by this time, Steve had begun to slow down a little. He just stayed
on the floor between sets because it took too much effort to be getting
up and down. You could start to see a little perspiration coming out
around his brow.
Dr. Christianson started down the third row. Now the students were
beginning to get a little angry. Dr. Christianson asked Jenny, "Jenny,
do you want a donut?"
Sternly, Jenny said, "No."
Then Dr. Christianson asked Steve, "Steve, would you do ten more
push-ups so Jenny can have a donut that she doesn't want?" Steve did
ten....Jenny got a donut.
By now, a growing sense of uneasiness filled the room. The students were
beginning to say "No" and there were all these uneaten donuts on the
desks.
Steve also had to really put forth a lot of extra effort to get these
pushups done for each donut. There began to be a small pool of sweat on
the floor beneath his face, his arms and brow were beginning to get red
because of the physical effort involved.
Dr. Christianson asked Robert, who was the most vocal unbeliever in the
class, to watch Steve do each push up to make sure he did the full ten
pushups in a set because he couldn't bear to watch all of Steve's work
for all of those uneaten donuts. He sent Robert over to where Steve was
so Robert could count the set and watch Steve closely.
Dr. Christianson started down the fourth row. During his class,
however, some students from other classes had wandered in and sat down
on the steps along the radiators that ran down the sides of the room.
When the professor realized this, he did a quick count and saw that now
there were 34 students in the room. He started to worry if Steve would
be able to make it.
Dr. Christianson went on to the next person and the next and the next.
Near the end of that row, Steve was really having a rough time. He was
taking a lot more time to complete each set.
Steve asked Dr Christianson, "Do I have to make my nose touch on each
one?"
Dr. Christianson thought for a moment, "Well, they're your push- ups You
are in charge now. You can do them any way that you want." And Dr.
Christianson went on.
A few moments later, Jason, a recent transfer student, came to the room
and was about to come in when all the students yelled in one voice, "NO!
Don't come in! Stay out!"
Jason didn't know what was going on. Steve picked up his head and said,
"No, let him come."
Professor Christianson said, "You realize that if Jason comes in you
will have to do ten pushups for him?"
Steve said, "Yes, let him come in. Give him a donut"
Dr. Christianson said, "Okay, Steve, I'll let you get Jason's out of the
way right now. Jason, do you want a donut?"
Jason, new to the room, hardly knew what was going on. "Yes," he said,
"give me a donut."
"Steve, will you do ten push-ups so that Jason can have a donut?"
Steve did ten pushups very slowly and with great effort. Jason,
bewildered, was handed a donut and sat down.
Dr. Christianson finished the fourth row, and then started on those
visitors seated by the heaters. Steve's arms were now shaking with each
push-up in a struggle to lift himself against the force of gravity. By
this time sweat was profusely dropping off of his face, there was no
sound except his heavy breathing; there was not a dry eye in the room.
The very last two students in the room were two young women, both
cheerleaders, and very popular. Dr. Christianson went to Linda, the
second to last, and asked, "Linda, do you want a doughnut?"
Linda said, very sadly, "No, thank you."
Professor Christianson quietly asked, "Steve, would you do ten push-ups
so that Linda can have a donut she doesn't want?"
Grunting from the effort, Steve did ten very slow pushups for Linda.
Then Dr Christianson turned to the last girl, Susan. "Susan, do you want
a donut?"
Susan, with tears flowing down her face, began to cry. "Dr.
Christianson, why can't I help him?"
Dr. Christianson, with tears of his own, said, "No, Steve has to do it
alone, I have given him this task and he is in charge of seeing that
everyone has an opportunity for a donut whether they want it or not.
When I decided to have a party this last day of class, I looked in my
grade book.
" Steve here is the only student with a perfect grade. Everyone else
has failed a test, skipped class, or offered me inferior work.
Steve told me that in football practice, when a player messes up he must
do push-ups. I told Steve that none of you could come to my party unless
he paid the price by doing your push ups. He and I made a deal for your
sakes."
"Steve, would you do ten push-ups so Susan can have a donut?"
As Steve very slowly finished his last pushup, with the under- standing
that he had accomplished all that was required of him, having done 350
pushups, his arms buckled beneath him and he fell to the floor.
Dr. Christianson turned to the room and said.
"And so it was, that our Savior, Jesus Christ, on the cross, plead to
the Father, 'into thy hands I commend my spirit.' With the understanding
that He had done everything that was required of Him, He yielded up His
life. And like some of those in this room, many of us leave the gift on
the desk, uneaten."
Two students helped Steve up off the floor and to a seat, physically
exhausted, but wearing a thin smile.
"Well done, good and faithful servant," said the professor, adding "Not
all sermons are preached in words."
Turning to his class, the professor said, "My wish is that you might
understand and fully comprehend all the riches of grace and mercy that
have been given to you through the sacrifice of our Lord and Savior
Jesus Christ. He spared not His only Begotten Son, but gave Him up for
us all, for the whole Church, now and forever. Whether or not we choose
to accept His gift to us, the price has been paid."
"Wouldn't you be foolish and ungrateful to leave it lying on the desk?"
God bless us all, on the Easter weekend.
/johnny
wow! thank you!
(I'm taking a break from preparing the bed for my heirloom tomato plants. It's hot, but I have high hopes for these plants!)
Amazing story...well represented.
,God bless you and HAPPY EASTER, jtill...
..HAPPY EASTER ALL!
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