C'est le Bébé de Temps de Spectacle!

In other words my DAC order finally arrived today, about 10 mins ago to be exact.


So we have box number one! Ohh the suspense is killing me! Oh garcon! Inside box number one we have.............


TAH DAH, its dac OIL! This stuff smells a lot like butterscotch candy! I bet Rooster will eat it up! I also had to order an extra pump as I only have one in it is in use elsewhere at the moment. Rooster will be getting 4oz of this a day but since it is already past morning feeding he will get 2oz tonight and we will start off strong in the morning!


Now for Box number 2...........
It's dac BLOOM! This stuff smells great as well, and has a real moist texture to it. Rooster will also get 4oz of this a day, starting with the 2oz of BLOOM tonight!

This is what is looks like!

And in Box #3 We have dac ORANGE SUPERIOR! Rooster will also get 4oz of this daily and he will get 2oz starting this evening.

You can really smell the citrus in this stuff! Which would probably be the Vitamin C that's in it!

This is what ORANGE SUPERIOR looks like. It is darker than the bloom, but just as moist! I know I had to dig to the bottom of the bucket to find the scoop!

Everyone stay tuned and I will let you know how well it works. There has to be something to it as all the big names and some not so big swear by it!

The right stuff..or all the stuff..or stuff needed!

Well for all of us here at Diamond J Ranch show season is getting ready to kick into high gear again, and with this comes cleaning out the trailer, seeing what needs to be restocked and maybe adding a few new tricks that were told to us my some very experienced AQHA show people.

This one is Horse Shave. I will be purchasing these for the first time, but I have used them before. The first time was at the Spot or Not futurity last September. I had forgot my razors and asked my neighbour if they had one I could borrow and low and behold this is what they had. You want to talk about a close shave! It worked almost better than a set of clippers. So this will DEFIANTLY be going in the grooming box.You can get yours at Legacy Tack!




Next it will time to get Rooster another show sheet as he has rapidly out grown his first. As well as time to buy a couple smaller ones for the new babies that will be coming into there show carer in a few months. Rough estimate is June, July and August.

We will also be buying matching neck covers for all sheets. This particular sheet you can get from Schneider Saddlery , and it's on sale so you can't beat that!

We will also be purchasing a few new slinky horse hoods as well as slinky sheets. I plan on purchasing these from Robbinhoods. They have REALLY REALLY nice hoods that will last a long time. Not to mention any and every color you can think of .

A few other things to put in your grooming bag is....

World Champion products are great. I have used pretty much everyone of these in this picture. The aerosol coat condition works great to spray on those muscle creases to get them to really POP out, and what a shine on the face with Shine On!

You should also carry a soft bristle brush, rubber curry comb, baby wipes, hoof polish, and pledge wipes, Yes I said pledge wipes!

Stay tuned for future blogs about other products that i have found or that have been shown to me that work great, especially in a tight spot!

Oh and a word of advice if you need ONE you buy TWO.

Family History-Haworth

I have always found it fascinating to dig into the history of my family. Today I stumbled across this website and wow was I amazed. I had always known that the Haworth part of my family was big( and that's an under statement), but I had no ideal in reality just HOW big. My grandpa, God rest his soul, was Born Cecil Ray Haworth.

Grandpa always loved to tell stories of how the family came to be, but as such he could only remember so far back, and with my Great Grandfather having passed away before I was old enough to really ask question about our family it left me wondering, about where this part of my family had came from.


Here are a few of the pictures and stories that are on this website.


This picture was taken at the 200 year Haworth family reunion celebration, September 22, 1899, Plainfield IN. This priceless photograph was presented to Lowell Scarbrough by Virginia Schneider, of San Lorenzo, CA.
Virginia writes: "I obtained the picture from the Reverend Richard Haworth, of Bay Farms Island, which is located next to the City of Alameda, Alameda County, California, in about 1976. Rev. Richard was not well, but he and his wife were so happy to visit with me and help me with gathering family history, that they gave me one of the two copies of the picture they had. They also identified as many of the people that they knew. One of the persons in the picture was the grandfather (or great grandfather) of Rev. Richard, and from whom he inherited the copies of the picture."
Virginia wrote us again in April of 2005 and said she enjoyed looking at the picture again, on the web pages. She wrote that she wanted to let everyone know what she knows about the Haworths. We thank you, Virginia, for the priceless photograph.
(Note: In March of year 2003, we located the person who has the papers of William Perry Haworth. William Perry Haworth, who is seated at the front of this picture, is the person who organized the 200 year celebration. We hope to be able to catalog these important papers. Ron Haworth, editor)

Denise Gripp, Vice President of the Iowa Genealogical Society writes: The picture is labeled, "Haworth Reunion, Sept. 28, 1905", and looks to have been taken in the yard of the Ackworth Academy, Ackworth, IA. It was found in a Roger Boone scrapbook housed at the Warren County Historical Museum.
Editor's Note: This is the only document that we have, pertaining to this reunion. We were able to scan the tiny document at a very high resolution to recover some of the details. Denise was especially intrigued at the child in the foreground, and what may be a "sun parasol".

All photos and information came from www.haworthassociation.org

My favorite poet and my favorite poem!

Edgar Allen Poe
January 19, 1809-October 7, 1849

The Raven

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore--While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door."'Tis some visiter," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door--Only this and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.Eagerly I wished the morrow;--vainly I had sought to borrowFrom my books surcease of sorrow--sorrow for the lost Lenore--For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore--Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtainThrilled me--filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating"'Tis some visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door--Some late visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door;This it is and nothing more." Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,That I scarce was sure I heard you"--here I opened wide the door--Darkness there and nothing more. Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?"This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"--Merely this and nothing more. Back into the chamber turning, all my sour within me burning,Soon again I heard a tapping something louder than before."Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice;Let me see, then, what thereat is and this mystery explore--Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;--'Tis the wind and nothing more. Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore.Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he,But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door--Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door--Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then the ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven,Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore--Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,Though its answer little meaning--little relevancy bore;For we cannot help agreeing that no living human beingEver yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door--Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,With such name as "Nevermore." But the Raven, sitting lonely on that placid bust, spoke onlyThat one word, as if its soul in that one word he did outpourNothing farther then he uttered; not a feather then he fluttered--Till I scarcely more than muttered: "Other friends have flown before--On the morrow he will leave me, as my Hopes have flown before."Then the bird said "Nevermore." Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store,Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful DisasterFollowed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore--Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden boreOf 'Never--nevermore.'" But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door;Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linkingFancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore--What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yoreMeant in croaking "Nevermore." This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressingTo the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease recliningOn the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er,But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'erShe shall press, ah, nevermore! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censerSwung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor."Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee--by these angels he hath sent theeRespite--respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!"Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!--prophet still, if bird or devil!--Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,Desolate, yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted--On this home by Horror haunted--tell me truly, I implore--Is there--is there balm in Gilead?--tell me--tell me, I implore!"Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!--prophet still, if bird or devil!By that Heaven that bends above us--by that God we both adore--Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore--Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore."Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." "Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting--"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul has spoken!Leave my loneliness unbroken!--quit the bust above my door!Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sittingOn the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreamingAnd the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadows on the floor;And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floorShall be lifted--nevermore!

Martin Luther King Jr.

Martin Luther King, Jr., (January 15, 1929-April 4, 1968) was born Michael Luther King, Jr., but later had his name changed to Martin. His grandfather began the family's long tenure as pastors of the Ebenezer Baptist Church in Atlanta, serving from 1914 to 1931; his father has served from then until the present, and from 1960 until his death Martin Luther acted as co-pastor. Martin Luther attended segregated public schools in Georgia, graduating from high school at the age of fifteen; he received the B. A. degree in 1948 from Morehouse College, a distinguished Negro institution of Atlanta from which both his father and grandfather had graduated. After three years of theological study at Crozer Theological Seminary in Pennsylvania where he was elected president of a predominantly white senior class, he was awarded the B.D. in 1951. With a fellowship won at Crozer, he enrolled in graduate studies at Boston University, completing his residence for the doctorate in 1953 and receiving the degree in 1955. In Boston he met and married Coretta Scott, a young woman of uncommon intellectual and artistic attainments. Two sons and two daughters were born into the family.In 1954, Martin Luther King became pastor of the Dexter Avenue Baptist Church in Montgomery, Alabama. Always a strong worker for civil rights for members of his race, King was, by this time, a member of the executive committee of the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, the leading organization of its kind in the nation. He was ready, then, early in December, 1955, to accept the leadership of the first great Negro nonviolent demonstration of contemporary times in the United States, the bus boycott described by Gunnar Jahn in his presentation speech in honor of the laureate. The boycott lasted 382 days. On December 21, 1956, after the Supreme Court of the United States had declared unconstitutional the laws requiring segregation on buses, Negroes and whites rode the buses as equals. During these days of boycott, King was arrested, his home was bombed, he was subjected to personal abuse, but at the same time he emerged as a Negro leader of the first rank.In 1957 he was elected president of the Southern Christian Leadership Conference, an organization formed to provide new leadership for the now burgeoning civil rights movement. The ideals for this organization he took from Christianity; its operational techniques from Gandhi. In the eleven-year period between 1957 and 1968, King traveled over six million miles and spoke over twenty-five hundred times, appearing wherever there was injustice, protest, and action; and meanwhile he wrote five books as well as numerous articles. In these years, he led a massive protest in Birmingham, Alabama, that caught the attention of the entire world, providing what he called a coalition of conscience. and inspiring his "Letter from a Birmingham Jail", a manifesto of the Negro revolution; he planned the drives in Alabama for the registration of Negroes as voters; he directed the peaceful march on Washington, D.C., of 250,000 people to whom he delivered his address, "l Have a Dream", he conferred with President John F. Kennedy and campaigned for President Lyndon B. Johnson; he was arrested upwards of twenty times and assaulted at least four times; he was awarded five honorary degrees; was named Man of the Year by Time magazine in 1963; and became not only the symbolic leader of American blacks but also a world figure.At the age of thirty-five, Martin Luther King, Jr., was the youngest man to have received the Nobel Peace Prize. When notified of his selection, he announced that he would turn over the prize money of $54,123 to the furtherance of the civil rights movement.On the evening of April 4, 1968, while standing on the balcony of his motel room in Memphis, Tennessee, where he was to lead a protest march in sympathy with striking garbage workers of that city, he was assassinated.

Selected BibliographyAdams, Russell, Great Negroes Past and Present, pp. 106-107. Chicago, Afro-Am Publishing Co., 1963.Bennett, Lerone, Jr., What Manner of Man: A Biography of Martin Luther King, Jr. Chicago, Johnson, 1964.I Have a Dream: The Story of Martin Luther King in Text and Pictures. New York, Time Life Books, 1968.King, Martin Luther, Jr., The Measure of a Man. Philadelphia. The Christian Education Press, 1959. Two devotional addresses.King, Martin Luther, Jr., Strength to Love. New York, Harper & Row, 1963. Sixteen sermons and one essay entitled "Pilgrimage to Nonviolence."King, Martin Luther, Jr., Stride toward Freedom: The Montgomery Story. New York, Harper, 1958.King, Martin Luther, Jr., The Trumpet of Conscience. New York, Harper & Row, 1968.King, Martin Luther, Jr., Where Do We Go from Here: Chaos or Community? New York, Harper & Row, 1967.King, Martin Luther, Jr., Why We Can't Wait. New York, Harper & Row, 1963."Man of the Year", Time, 83 (January 3, 1964) 13-16; 25-27."Martin Luther King, Jr.", in Current Biography Yearbook 1965, ed. by Charles Moritz, pp. 220-223. New York, H.W. Wilson.Reddick, Lawrence D., Crusader without Violence: A Biography of Martin Luther King, Jr. New York, Harper, 1959.
From Nobel Lectures, Peace 1951-1970, Editor Frederick W. Haberman, Elsevier Publishing Company, Amsterdam, 1972
This autobiography/biography was written at the time of the award and first published in the book series Les Prix Nobel. It was later edited and republished in Nobel Lectures. To cite this document, always state the source as shown above.

All information above came from the www.nobelprize.org

*God Bless American and all this man did for our country, he paved the way for many including our current president.*

Feed Dac

I have finally decided to try the DAC products. I have been looking for something that would give my show horses that extra something that they need. So after reading all the testimonials by big name trainers and ordinary people like us, and sending in a questionnaire, this is what my line up for DAC feeds will look like. Dac BLOOM. According to the district manager and some of the testimonials I have read it is a favorite amoung halter horse people. He also suggested.....
Dac Orange Superior! For vitamins, minerals, and helpful microorganisms to help aid in the digestions of feed(gives your feed a boost!). I added...

For the little extra! Every horse benefits from just 20% more fat added to there normal diet!

For more information on these and other DAC products, go to http://www.feeddac.com/