Mother's Day is here again...my favorite day. How quickly the years are passing. My Annie will be thirty in August, and yet, she will never be thirty. Maybe in years, but never in her heart. We still enjoy doing many of the same things we have been doing together for...well, decades.
We read books together...mostly picture books. Our favorites are worn, but are, for the most part, aging well. We both adore children's books with lots of illustrations.
We color together. Annie always has a marker or crayon in her hand. When I join her in her favorite activity she is delighted. We color every night when we travel...tucked in the cold sheets, while Daddy goes over his materials for the next day's meeting, in the other bed.
We do a little cooking together. My girl is a great sous chef.
We like to buzz around Target at least once a week. A trip to Barnes and Noble, also a weekly haunt, will find Annie thumbing through the cook books with a lot of oohing and aahing.
There is a steady flow to our lives. Nothing fancy, just being together.
There are challenges in everyone's life. Everyone has heartache. Everyone has a list of things they might change if given the opportunity. I know what I would change if I could. Chromosomes. But I can't. And, if I could, I would not have my coloring partner...or my reading buddy...or my Annie. So, I take that back...I wouldn't change a thing.
Happy Mother's Day!
And a special thank you to all my dear blogging friends...you have made some hard days easier with your kind words.
I have two rugs that I have been working on, on and off, for a few years. I just can't seem to get them finished. So...what do I do? I start another rug. I have been itching to get at this rug for a good while. This great pattern is by Jill Peterson.
I've pulled my favorite colors and have tried the "ten minute hooker" routine...committing to hook a minimum of ten minutes a day. So far, so good.
Tomorrow we begin to paint. Cloud Nine by Benjamin Moore will go up on the walls of the sunroom. I'm still deciding about the trim color. It will be white...there are so many whites it's mind boggling. I've packed up the room, taken down shelves and patched holes.
I can't wait!!!
I have also decided to forget about selling off some of my collections at this time. Thanks to those of you who expressed an interest. Too many things going on at the moment...and don't forget, I'm a full time mom (with grey hair) and that takes a good deal of my energy and attention. I'm packing things away for now.
Cannot believe that May will be here in a few days! How quickly the days past.
Wishing you a wonderful weekend with fine weather and an adventure or two.
If anyone is interested in a great early sign from a New Hampshire inn this one is available. It would look wonderful hanging from a beam or rafter. I had it hanging on the wall in our sunroom.
Good sturdy hooks and all the original dust...I did not clean it and left the original patina.
Great knothole in the wood.
The sign is double sided...the first pic shows the better of the two sides. This is a large sign. It measures just shy of 14 inches high by 36 wide by 11/2 inches thick. It is a heavy piece and I can't really weigh it exactly. I weigh a bit under 130 and when I hold the sign and weigh myself it goes up to 139 and a half. Honestly, I think it weighs more than ten pounds. I have not idea what shipping would be, but if anyone shows interest I will find out. Lower 48.
This is the real deal...early and untouched. Priced at $140.00, but will entertain offers. Leave a comment if you are interested and let me know how to contact you.
Our home has been Navajo white for over twenty years. I think I'm loving the true white!!! This will be a long journey. Mr.MW is the neatest painter on the planet and will be doing the work on weekends. That means the entire house...laundry room, baths, closets...with the exception of one pale pink bedroom. I slapped this swatch up in the sunroom after filling holes. I would love to get to the painting, but I'm the messiest painter on the planet and dear hubby has already nixed that idea. I guess I'll just have to be patient.
I'm working on items for sale. Anyone have experience with Paypal Pay Me? It looks pretty straight forward...meaning I think I can figure out how to add it.
Hello friends. Once again I have been absent for way too long. I've been cleaning out and shuffling things around, and have had a dust cloth in my hand for days on end. I have reached the point where I just want to thin things out. I live in a small house...by choice. Mr. MW says "we" were the original "tiny house movement". We like our tiny house. Unfortunately, I like stuff. I collect quite a few things and hoard wool, linen and floss, fabric...you get the picture I'm sure. Rug hooking alone takes up a lot of space. In addition, I have a stash of antique fabrics I use for Mugwump Woolies.
Why am I sharing this with you? I'm changing things up. In addition to being a "collector", I am also a fickle decorator. I've changed my style through the years. I always have a traditional look...I always will...but I am always tweaking things. I'm ready for a major tweak. I want a cleaner look and less stuff. I need to simplify.
I thought I might offer a few things for sale here...a few dolls, antique clothes, breadboards, etc. I thought maybe some of you might be interested. I need to do a little research on payment methods and shipping would have to be on Saturday.
Meet George and Martha. These beautiful birds have been daily visitors to our feeder for years. Everyday I look out to see them enjoying breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Sometimes they dine together. But most often they perch one at a time. George is always close by...patiently waiting his turn while Martha enjoys a welcome meal. Then Martha will perch in the ligustrums and wait while George has a go. They are very protective of one and other. Cardinals mate for life and often sing to each other as part of their continuing romance.
The legend of The Cardinal says that cardinals are ancestors who come back to visit loved ones. They come to guard and comfort their loved ones. They often appear when they are most needed...when loved ones are gripped with despair and in need of encouragement. I can attest to this phenomena. A glimpse of their lovely red feathers has comforted me on many occasions.
Cardinals often stay in the same yard and return to the same feeder to eat. They raise their young...several generations...within the same area.
We are delighted that George and Martha picked our yard and our feeder to call home. They have given us many hours of entertainment and are a welcome part of our days.
When I was a student studying in Europe, I visited many great cathedrals...Notre Dame, Cologne, Chartres...in all their man-made beauty, they cannot compare to the majesty of my backyard cathedral.
Like many of you, I collect early samplers. I am drawn to those stitched in red and green. Here is my latest find. For me, it's all about the bunny.
It appears this little grey dog is in hot pursuit as they wind their way through the trees.
Stitched by Alice Waterston in 1849 at the eight of eight, it is a fine little sampler.
Alice stitched the initials of family members complete with crowns...each different. Her parents and siblings?
Red and green samplers were often Scottish in origin. The Edin must represent Edinburgh...most likely where Alice lived.
I am always amazed at the stitching these young girls left behind. How many eight year old girls can use a needle today? Many years ago, when I was teaching seventh grade, I had a few hours every week when the class was divided for P.E. The girls one day...the boys the next. When I had the girls I suggested we use our time to stitch. Surprisingly, they were all for it. It was the era of embroidered chambray shirts and I was working on a tiny shirt for my nephew. They all brought in something to work on and I supplied the needles and floss. I taught them a few basic stitches and they were off. We stitched away for forty minutes every week. I wonder if any of my girls are still stitching today.
It's overcast this morning. Hopefully, a little rain is on the way. If you look closely, you can see the leaves have finally fallen from our live oaks. Live oaks are never completely bare. Ours are ready for spring. Within the week, they will be turning that lovely chartreuse color and spring will have officially arrived.