Monday, November 25, 2013

stepping it up a bit

Every little town has its Farmer Brown
And every Walnut Grove has its Mrs. Olsen.  

Caroline traded a basket of eggs for a bag  of sugar, 
...Not possible anymore,  with the uneven wage.
These days,  it has to be more than eggs. .
And that is where the Art comes into it...
And that is why I sew extreme pot holders.

But  that's not the whole truth:  I like the fabrics that come from  an era I no  longer live in. DM

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

slowing down-not catching up

Face Book, Twitter, Pinterest:  I don't have them,  but I know that they exist.
Perhaps my lack of them, is  just passing on the baton to the next generation, who will carry on.

Friday, November 1, 2013



Nov. 1ST:   I'm thankful we made it through October.  October seems always to bring about a bumpy ride.
Ours ended with a glass paper weight, on a shelf above the toilet,  falling off by itself and crashing through the toilet bowl like a meteorite or a bowling ball,  leaving a hole for the water to drain through and spill out onto the floor.
Upon removal and replacement of the stool,  we discover,  swarming and disturbed,  a colony of carpenter ants living there at this yucky water source.  How ghoulish is that on October 31st?

Friends you hear from at Christmas or afterwards

Don't you hate it when long ago,  far away friends email you when  your annual Christmas greeting card doesn't show. You want to...