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Putting it into Perspective

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Life is tough, but so am I….

The last few months I have had a few hard balls thrown in my direction and to be honest I was to the point that I was not sure how much more I could take.  My mom’s health had taken a turn for the worse and I was having to make hard decisions I had never anticipated.  The cold snap that left Oklahoma below zero for several weeks had affected my work, we had just received more bad news on my daughter’s rodeo horse and the list could go on and on.

Being a natural control freak and what I call a fixer of problems I was at my wits end. I simply had no control of the issues I was facing or a solution for a quick fix.  My neighbor Helen, one of my best friends, counselor and confidant all rolled into one awesome human being, had called me that day to invite me to lunch.  As we ate lunch and chatted about all the chaos in my life, my phone rang.  It was my youngest daughter.  When I answered the phone, she was in tears.  She had just learned that one of her rodeo friends, a freshman in college had been involved in a horrible accident and he along with another friend had lost their lives on the way to a college rodeo.

As I tried to console her my problems no longer seemed significant in the grand scheme of the world.  The problems or as I like to call them, speed bumps of life, I was facing at that moment seemed so small and shallow compared to the heartache the families and friends of those two young men.  Within the blink of an eye these families and friends had their entire world turned upside down.  My heart broke for the families and especially the mothers of those two young men.  

As humans it is so easy to see only what is happening in “our” world.  To feel as if our struggles are bigger and worse than anyone else’s.  But when a true tragedy happens it tends to open our eyes and change the perspective of what is really and truly important.   I listened to a pod cast recently and it talked about how we have a choice to see the world through two types of lenses.

The first lens was called the lens of fear.  The lens of fear is tunnel vision.  The lens of fear only allows us to see obstacles and negativity.  The second lens was the lens of faith.  The lens of faith is a wide-angle lens.  With the faith lens we don’t see obstacles we see opportunities and instead of problems we see what’s possible.  Every day we wake up we have a choice to choose which lens we will look through that day. 

I have always told my daughters that when it is hardest to pray and praise that is when we need to do it the most.  I will be the first to admit, I had not been living by those words.  I had been making the choice for the last few weeks to see only with the lens of fear.  I was afraid of what lay ahead, the choices I had to make, the sales I had missed during the cold spell, the fear of my daughter’s horse never being able to compete again, etc., etc., The reality of it all was tough to admit.  I had chosen to live in fear instead of relying on my faith and praying and praising. 

I know as humans it is so easy to feel overwhelmed with our problems.  We often only see the rain instead of the rainbow.  I would be lying if I said I will never look through the lens of negativity again, because I will.  I simply pray that more often than not, I will choose the wide angled lens of faith over of the lens of fear and tunnel vision.

I hope each of you will take time to see the sunset and remember there is always a positive to every negative and when life gets tough, you are tougher….

Until Next Time….

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A Better Fire Pit Season

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By Ann Asher

The first cool evenings of September make sitting outside sound good again. After months of Oklahoma heat, a fire pit, a few chairs and an evening outdoors can finally feel inviting.

Before you strike the match, take a few minutes to make sure your fire pit area is ready for fall.

Start with location. Set a fire pit on a level, noncombustible surface such as concrete, brick or patio blocks, not directly on dry grass or other vegetation. The National Fire Protection Association recommends keeping fire pits at least 10 feet from anything that can burn, including decks, siding, fences, overhanging branches and outdoor structures.

That distance matters even more after a dry summer. Even when evenings cool down, dormant grass, fallen leaves and other dry vegetation can catch a spark fast. Clear leaves, sticks and other debris from around the pit before you use it, and skip the fire on windy evenings.

Check whether your county or town has burn restrictions in place. Drought can linger well into fall, and local rules may change with fire danger. A fire that was fine one weekend may be a bad idea the next if conditions have worsened.

For wood-burning pits, use clean, dry, seasoned firewood. Don’t burn trash, treated lumber or painted wood. Never use gasoline or other flammable liquids to start or relight a fire. Commercial fire starters or ordinary kindling are much safer.

Once the fire is going, keep it manageable. A backyard fire pit doesn’t need to become a bonfire to keep you warm. Smaller fires are easier to control, throw fewer embers and are much easier to put out at the end of the evening.

Keep children and pets well away from the pit, and set chairs far enough back that no one sits directly over the heat or in the path of sparks. The NFPA recommends a three-foot child-free zone around the fire.

Look at what else is nearby before everyone settles in. Blankets, loose clothing, outdoor cushions and even the stack of firewood beside the pit can become hazards if they sit too close.

Keep a way to put out the fire within reach. A garden hose, a bucket of water or a shovel and dirt can all work, depending on your fire pit. Never leave a fire unattended, even if it seems to be dying down.

When the evening is over, make sure the fire is completely out. For a wood fire, water the coals, stir them and water them again until no heat, glow or flame remains. Let ashes cool completely, then store them in a metal container with a secure lid, away from anything that can burn.

A fire pit doesn’t need much to become one of the best parts of fall. A safe spot, a little preparation and a manageable fire are usually all it takes. Then all that’s left is finding a comfortable chair and enjoying an Oklahoma evening that is finally cool enough to stay outside.

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Canning 101

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By NTFR Staff

It seems to happen every summer. The garden suddenly produces more tomatoes, cucumbers and green beans than anyone could possibly eat, and before long someone asks, “Maybe I should learn to can?”

For many families, canning is a tradition passed down for generations. For others, it’s a new hobby that offers the satisfaction of stocking pantry shelves with homegrown food. Either way, getting started can feel overwhelming. Pressure canners, boiling water baths, jars, lids, processing times and safety recommendations are enough to make anyone wonder where to begin.

Home canning isn’t difficult once you understand the basics.

Canning preserves food in sealed jars by heating them to destroy microorganisms and create a vacuum seal. The USDA approves only two methods for home canning: boiling water bath canning and pressure canning. Which one you use depends entirely on what you’re preserving.

A boiling water bath is exactly what it sounds like. You submerge filled jars completely in boiling water and process them for a specific amount of time. Because boiling water only reaches 212 degrees Fahrenheit at sea level, this method is safe only for foods that are naturally high in acid or have enough added acid to prevent dangerous bacteria from growing.

That makes water bath canning a good fit for jams, jellies, fruit preserves, pickles, chutneys, fruit butters and many tomato products that have the proper amount of bottled lemon juice or citric acid added according to a tested recipe.

Pressure canning works differently. A sealed canner traps steam, and the temperature climbs well above the boiling point of water to about 240 degrees Fahrenheit. That higher temperature is necessary to destroy Clostridium botulinum spores, which can survive ordinary boiling and produce the toxin that causes botulism.

Because of that, you must pressure can low-acid foods such as green beans, corn, carrots, potatoes, meats, poultry, seafood and soups. A boiling water bath isn’t safe for these foods, no matter how long you boil the jars.

For most beginners, water bath canning is the easiest place to start. The equipment costs less, the process is simpler and recipes like strawberry jam or dill pickles are forgiving enough to build confidence. Many people who enjoy preserving fruit eventually buy a pressure canner once they want to put up vegetables or homemade stock.

Pressure canning doesn’t need to be intimidating, either. Modern pressure canners include multiple built-in safety features and are far different from the exploding canners in the old stories many people heard decades ago. Like any kitchen tool, they’re safe when used according to the manufacturer’s directions and with tested recipes.

Whichever method you choose, one rule never changes: always use recipes that have been scientifically tested. Family recipes may taste wonderful fresh, but they aren’t always safe for canning. Changing ingredient amounts, thickening soups with flour, adding extra vegetables or reducing vinegar can all affect the safety of the finished product. The USDA and the National Center for Home Food Preservation remain the gold standards for home canning recipes and processing recommendations.

Today’s recommendations may also differ from the ones your grandparents followed. Research has improved over the years, and food safety guidance has changed with it. Methods like open-kettle canning, oven canning and sealing jars by turning them upside down are no longer considered safe for shelf-stable foods.

If you’ve never canned before, you don’t have to preserve an entire garden your first weekend. Start with one recipe. Learn how to prepare the jars, measure headspace, remove air bubbles and process them correctly. Once you hear that satisfying “ping” as the lids seal, you’ll understand why so many people find canning rewarding.

Opening a jar of peaches in January or serving homemade salsa long after the tomatoes are gone is a special kind of reward. With a little knowledge, the right equipment and a commitment to tested recipes, anyone can preserve the harvest safely for months to come.

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The Price You Pay

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By Bryce Angell

My eyes are glued up to the shelf, a brand-new pair of Mucks. They’d be in my possession, but I lack the certain bucks.

I could go without my Pepsi for a month or maybe two. But the headache would be pounding like a freight train passin’ through.

I’ve got my Visa plastic for emergencies and such. The boots are kinda spendy. Do I really care that much?

I grab my precious cargo and I’m tingling to my roots. The clerk says, “Hundred eighty.” Must be gold in them there boots!

To purchase I can justify. It’s more than just a treat. No more sittin’ in the saddle with my cold and frozen feet.

I’ve waited days to wear them. Time to saddle up Ol’ Blue.

But my boots won’t fit the stirrups. What’s a broke cowboy to do?

The boots ain’t never goin’ back. I burned the dang receipt. My wife will never know the cost. Is that what’s called deceit?

The Co-Op might be open. I’ve seen stirrups there to buy. They close at 6:00 p.m. It’s 6:05 p.m. No use to even try.

I’ll drive out to the shoppin’ mall. They’ve got a western store. But their prices are extravagant, not for the country poor.

I’m riflin’ through the stirrups. Find a pair that fits my Mucks. I take ’em to the clerk. She says, “Two hundred twenty bucks.”

This time I cough and choke on down my Wrigley’s Spearmint chew. The clerk said, “Sure they’re spendy, but they’re made for guys like you.”

I wonder what she meant ’cuz I ain’t got the cash to spare. I swear she meant hi-rollers with their nose up in the air.

Still, I bought the brand-new stirrups with my plastic, once again.

Does it hurt to use my Visa card, every now and then?

The smuggish patrons, back in line, are giving me the stare.

They’re prob’ly thinkin’, “Poor cowboy.” I hurry out of there!

I’m addin’ up my purchases. Looks like four hundred bucks. And with the Gov’ner’s share I’m in the class of stupid clucks.

I burned the Visa card receipt, so that should take care of it from where I stand. I’m wonderin’ now if my warm feet are worth the half a grand?

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