There are not enough hours in the day. There, I’ve said it, and I firmly stand behind it. I have a love-hate relationship with spring.
I love the perennials that are returning with a burst of color:
Welcome to an 1864 farmhouse…life is good!
There are not enough hours in the day. There, I’ve said it, and I firmly stand behind it. I have a love-hate relationship with spring.
I love the perennials that are returning with a burst of color:
There’s finally a bit of color in the Midwest!
Bleeding hearts,
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| (Photo by my daughter) |
I’m a firm believer that we’re never too old for an Easter basket.
We had all of the traditional foods, and have been enjoying leftovers throughout the week - yay!
This candle always comes out for Valentine’s Day and Easter - would you believe it’s from my daughter’s first birthday celebration? She’s 25 now! It’s an amazing candle that burns very slowly, but I also don’t let it burn endlessly, I want to keep it special.
We’ve taken springtime drives to enjoy farms along the back roads (a little side eye from this fella)
While I have definitely put the tatting project off to the side, I thought I’d share some more squares from the large cross-stitch piece that I purchased years ago: May, June, July, and August:
I wish I could say I did these myself; however, I absolutely don’t have the patience. My lot in life is to admire and appreciate the patience and artistry that others have for stitching/hooking/sewing.
The stained embroidery pieces that I found in the barn are now soaking…hopefully some of the stains will lighten (thanks for your suggestions!) If not, I will simply fold them creatively so I can still appreciate their beauty.
As the saying goes, that’s all from my neck of the woods. I’m curled up with Bailey and my favorite gardening books looking for inspiration and wondering what I will put in place of my now flat-as-a-pancake door arbor :(
Enjoy your week friends!
How can it be almost April? It never ceases to amaze me that before I know it, it’s already the weekend.
This past week was a week of simple pleasures - doing my best to enjoy (as Gandalf/Tolkien would say) “…the time that is given us”
A birthday for me,
and remembering just how fun it is skipping rocks with my daughter at the lake - she was the champion!
Cold and breezy, we were wearing our winter coats, but it was such a fun morning…accidentally captured our shadows while taking pictures!
Then, when the temperatures swing from 19 to 77 in March, it’s never a good sign. One day, it was a blinding snowstorm, the next, windows were open to let in the warm breezes. And sure enough, that drastic temperature change means:
And so off to the basement we went - pillows, blankets, important papers, and of course Bailey, who was not budging and quite literally had to be carried downstairs. We were only tucked in about an hour, and while all is well, we laughed sitting there, looking around wondering just how safe a 162 year-old basement actually is in a house supported by tree trunks!
Yesterday there was time for a little Easter decorating,
So that’s a peek at our week - and here we go again, a fresh new start is at our doorsteps just waiting for us - time to make “every day” days special, and special days nothing short of extraordinary!
1 - Do hockey fans know that Script Ohio can be achieved on ice? (Yes, yes proud mom here).
It can (cleats are a must) and it’s amazing! Today the OSU band is off to perform at The NCAA Frozen Four…good luck!
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| (Photo: OSU Athletic Band Facebook Page) |
2 - Is there any reason this must be categorized as “GRAY hair?” I just renewed my drivers license.
Grrrrr - I know, it’s silly, but why is “salt & pepper” not an option?! (as well as silver or white.)
3- Why is this fabulous old house abandoned???
Oh my goodness I could live there and be oh-so happy! Amazing porch, perfect color, but sadly, on a busy street surrounded by businesses.
The last week has been a weather whirlwind. So many of you are buried under snow, watching ice melt and then flood your homes, or cleaning up debris from gale-force winds.
As March came in like a lamb (at least here,) I do believe the old saying is true - she will go out like a lion. The temperatures here have ranged from a balmy 70 - so nice the windows were open, to a frosty 15 last night with a fire going throughout the day.
In our part of the Midwest we’ve had winds so strong that what was once this:
is now this:
And while some barn roofing flew into neighboring fields and tarps surrounding the chicken run were found rolling across the yard, all-in-all, we’ve been lucky. The power stayed on and the old maple trees held fast…always a concern for me.
Sending thoughts across the miles to all of you who are shoveling out, mopping up, and digging in to clean rubble and waste. I hope you find many helping hands to make the work lighter.
So many of you cross stitch, rug hook, sew, and embroider – you inspired me to pull out a small kit that has been tucked away for years. I thought in these remaining days of hibernating in an old farmhouse, I would dust this off and give it a try.
And since I can’t revel in a completed tatting project, I’ll share some snapshots of a 4’x5’ cross-stitch piece that I found 25 years ago in a pretty little shop that was going out of business. I love the seasonal squares, and oh my, the hours that must’ve gone into creating it. I’ll just show four at a time as the year goes on…this is January through April.
...Happy May Day! For years we've enjoyed gathering flowers, tucking them into baskets or Mason jars, and then secretly delivering them ...