Relaxing

As I sit here and relax after doing some house work and farm work, I am enjoying the peace of the woods.  I am sitting on the porch listening to the wind through the trees and watching the chickens peck the ground.  The children are playing enjoying the evening sunshine.   

The wild grape vines have produced grapes and they are exactly as I had researched.  They taste good.  Similar to concord except it has more seeds.  We are enjoying the fresh fruit growing wild in our own front yard.  This is bliss.  Next year, I am going to be making jellies with these grapes.  (As well as other wild fruit growing here.)

I am enjoying our piece of heaven on earth here.  I am just wishing for rain.  We went into town today and above us, the clouds build.  But it doesn't rain.  It rained in town, but not here.  Everything is dry.  But it is still wonderful and peaceful.

In other news, I made today's paper.  I wrote a letter to the editor concerning a case in Van Buren, Ark about a court baliff who berated a woman for breastfeeding.  Although there was an official apology, there was a disclaimer stating no law or policy was broken.  Really?  How is that possible?  Anyway, I wrote a letter to the editor about it and included Arkansas (and Missouri) law regarding breastfeeding and it was printed in today's edition.

I have decided I am done with answering sybermom psychos.  No matter what I say, they will twist it to their own purpose.  They claim that me calling them stalkers is wrong because my blog is public.  Well, yes, my blog is public, but when they take my blog, decide to believe what they want, ignore the rest, and spread outright lies, then they have taken a public blog and used it to smear lies about me and my family.  Guess what?  A line has been crossed.

I have also taken the "family blog list" links off my roll.  Husband has deleted his because people can't differentiate between sarcasm at the VA, humor at a warped map, and his personal posts.  The children's blogs are still (somewhat) active.  They don't post often, but they do post.  When someone uses a THREE YEAR OLD in their smear campaign (which tells you the maturity level of these "adults") then they have again crossed the line.  Anyone who has regularly read my children's blog will now need a blogger ID and a personal invite.  If you wish to continue to read my children's point of view on life in the backwoods, let me know and I will allow you to read it.  (Once I figure out how that function works.)  This makes me sad.  I never wanted their blogs to be private because what they have to say is valuable.  Just because they are children, it does not mean their voice should not be heard.  But first and foremost, I am their mother.  So I have to protect them.  Not just physically, but in the cyberworld as well.  I never thought anyone would stoop so low (especially another mother) as to drag a child who is only three into her little games.  But as most people know, to inflict the most damage to a mother, go after the child.  They should be ashamed of themselves, but they have no clue.  They probably don't even consider the fact that what they did was wrong and they don't care.  That is the saddest of all.

Edited to add:  For those who don't believe my entry about Mandy and her baby Jake, she is Amanda Caton over at facebook.  She also said that anyone who wants to know more about what she went through that I have permission to give out her phone number privately.  Tell her that she didn't get cut at 5 months and watched as her baby nearly died and had to fight for the right for him to have breastmilk.  Or that industrial waste in ground and well water does not harm babies in the womb.  Or that everything she went through is a figment of my imagination.