My Amish Home: Too many injuries complicate warm week

My Amish Home: Too many injuries complicate warm week

"Wherefore do ye spend money for that which is not bread? And your labor for that which satisfieth not? Hearken diligently unto me, and eat ye that which is good, and let your soul delight itself in fatness." Isaiah 55:2

Officially, summer wasn't starting until Saturday, but on this Wednesday, it feels like an honest-to-goodness summer day. The temperature is 88 degrees, but there's a nice breeze from the south to keep it in the comfort zone. Although, there are probably some who find the heat a lot more uncomfortable than I do.

We've been eating a lot of fresh garden goodies. Probably by the end of the week, I'll have beans and peas to pick. Actually, I already picked some peas; I just ate them right away.

That's what I like about mowing yard around the garden. I pick whatever is ready to eat and snack while mowing. I especially like cherry tomatoes, peppers and ground cherries.

Our garden looks really nice right now, as does the yard. It is so enjoyable to till the garden with a decent tiller. Of course, all the years I had the other one I thought it was fairly decent.

And it's fun to mow yard when you actually have grass to mow.

Sunday evening, our children, Lloyds and Miltons, were at our house, which, actually, most Sunday evenings they are.

The grandkids were out riding bikes, driving the pony and just having a good time. Somehow, Lynetta, 8, managed to fall off the pony wagon. She didn't seriously hurt herself, but Andrea, 5, somehow cut her toe, enough so that it bled a bit. She, of course, was frantic, so I got her a bandage and a sucker. I told her the sucker would probably make it feel better.

I had given her an orange one. Mom Jane said, "Andrea, what do you say?"

"Umm, I want a different color."

She did say "thank you" later.

Friday was quite eventful for our little commune. Dear old Sparky had been sort of lame off and on all week. By Thursday evening, I realized, he really favors his left front leg.

By Friday forenoon, he just about couldn't get out of the barn. I kind of flew into a panic mode. How will I get hubby home and a lot of worst-case scenarios traipsed across my mind.

After checking out several options that didn't work, grandson Lavon agreed to do the honors.

Because of a horseshoeing appointment being canceled, or rather the client just plain not showing up, our neighbor horseshoer, Ray Chupp, was free to come and check out Sparky. And yes, he had an abscess. Ray drained it, packed it with meds, put a pad on his foot, slapped his shoe back on and Sparky was good as old.

Would that grandson Robert's problem was that easily fixed.

Earlier in the week, Robert scraped his shin while loading truck at CHI where he works.

Since the skin wasn't broken, in typical male fashion, he ignored it. Until Friday evening, when it was swollen too bad to ignore.

The whole family had planned to go to Omer and Rhoda Millers for Yoder family night. It was decided that Lloyd would go with Robert to the emergency room at Sarah Bush Lincoln Health Center and Rachel and the rest of the family would go to Omers.

Well, in the course of playing volleyball, Robert's sister Denice hurt her finger. Since the pain wasn't too extreme, they chose to wait until Saturday morning to do something about it.

In the meantime, Robert was being admitted to the hospital so they could do antibiotics via IV. Lloyd remembered that he needed to be home on Saturday because the vet was coming out to check a horse. So he came home and Rachel went to the hospital to stay with Robert.

Saturday morning, Lloyd tried at least six different places to get X-rays taken of Denice's finger. No luck. So they decided to take her to the ER when they went to see Robert at the hospital Saturday.

The finger is broken. They splinted it and told her to come back Monday to set it. On Monday, they told her to come back the next day, as they needed to do surgery to put a screw in it.

Robert came home Sunday evening. Denice is basically on the mend. Robert is not, really. He went to the doctor Tuesday. His leg was really swollen and angry-red looking. He was to go back again Thursday.

In closing, the temperature at home is maintained by warm hearts, not heads.

Since zucchini will soon be on the menu, I thought you might like this recipe.


4 cups sliced zucchini

1/4 cup onions, diced

1/3 cup butter

2 teaspoons parsley

1/2 teaspoon garlic

1/2 teaspoon salt

1/4 teaspoon pepper

1/4 teaspoon basil

1/4 teaspoon oregano

2 eggs, beaten

2 cups grated mozzarella cheeze

1 cup Monterey Jack cheese

1 unbaked pie crust

2 tablespoons dry mustard

Melt butter in pan and cook zucchini and onions for eight to 10 minutes.

Mix spices and add to zucchini mixture. Simmer a few minutes.

Add eggs and cheeses to the rest of the mixture.

Spread dry mustard into unbaked pie crust. Pour zucchini mixture into crust and bake at 375 degrees for 18 to 20 minutes. Serve with any meal.

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