Wishing you a joy-filled Easter.
Saturday, March 30, 2024
Monday, March 25, 2024
Three Snows on the Robin's Tail
The old saying is that it will snow on the robin's tail three times before spring is sprung. My mum, however, upped the number to 7 being that we live in Nod.
I can't tell you when the robins returned this spring (I wasn't paying attention) but, despite our mild winter, their little tails have been dumped on twice already that I know of.
Early this past Friday morning, we got about 5" of snow and this weekend we received another 11" or a bit more.
I am grateful, though, that it wasn't the 21" Cathy from Acorn Hollow received.
Little blessings - I'll take 'em.
Regardless, it is a strange sensation to wake to the muffled stillness created by a heavy snowfall and have it pierced by the cacophony of a bobbin of robins descending on the berried trees.
I am glad they have the berries and seeds to tide them over until Spring is brave enough to show her face again and melts this stuff.
But I do wish I had a barn for them to sit in, poor things.
Saturday, March 16, 2024
Slainte
Slainte!
As far as I know, I haven't a lick of Irish blood in me, but I believe I would love that beautiful island of green.
I do not celebrate St. Patrick's Day in any grand way, but I do enjoy cooking a hearty corned beef brisket complete with cabbage (I like mine creamed), parslied baby red potatoes and carrots.
And each year, I stitch some kind of small tuck or such to add to my collection.
This year I actually finished two.
This is "Luck Basket," a free design from Pinker n Punking Quilting & Stitching.
I stitched it on a scrap piece of mystery linen (although I am pretty certain it is 40 ct. "Raw" by Zweigart) and mounted it in this hanging clock case:
I haven't found a design yet for Easter, but I am looking.
The second design I finished is "ABC Shamrock Pin Holder" by Nan Lewis (Threadwork Primitives). (While Nan no longer blogs, she is on Instagram and has an Etsy shop.)
I stitched this over a year ago, but the finishing of the piece gave me fits and I set it aside more times than I can remember.
I also struggled with photographing it (have you ever noticed greens are difficult to photograph?) and, despite numerous attempts, never did manage to capture the true colors (which are deeper and richer in person).
{Stitched on 40 ct "Wren" by Picture This Plus using Gentle Arts "Storm Clouds" floss.}
I'll end with one of my favorite poems by the Irish poet, William Butler Yeats.
When You Are Old
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
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Slainte my friends.
Saturday, March 9, 2024
Ducks, Pigeons and Squirrels
Actually, I don't have a row.
I don't even have any ducks.
I have squirrels....and they're EVERYWHERE.
It's been almost a month since my last post and I have little to show for it.
I start something with good intentions and then get distracted by something else.
I've done a little bit of stitching, and even littler hooking....
but way too much reading.
After an embarrassing amount of time, I finally got my Simple Santa mat bound.
It looks a bit off kilter in the photos as it is propped against the curved back of a rocking chair but I was having difficulties getting the lighting anywhere near right. (And there are two other rugs behind it whose bindings are showing. The binding on Santa is just the lighter colored wool.)
Even still, it looks washed out.
Anyways, it is a pattern by Therese Shick.
And it's done.
Done is good.
I've not made much progress at all on my stag rug.
{Pattern by Homespun Prims by Lori}
In my defense, I ran out of some of the wool and just haven't made it down the lane to get more. So it was put aside and I picked up my needle instead.
While I didn't make it down the lane, I did manage to leave the house and actually "fun-shopped" a while back. On somewhat of a whim, I bought this chair-and-a-half. (There's a footstool too....)
I also finally found (part of) an old metal heart floor mat. I've wanted one for a long time, but never found one. So, I splurged.
In other news, I have a new granddog.
Yes, she has one blue eye and one brown and one very wonky ear.
And, yes, that is Mia's Doc-a-Tot that she has claimed as her dogbed.
Sometimes I do a great deal of headshaking.
I am also continuing to work on remodeling the lake house. Hopefully at least the main level will be habitable by the time the weather warms.
These days, decisions are either made on whim (i.e., chair-and-a-half) or (most usually) are laborious and over-thought. No happy medium it seems.
Well, how's that for a scurry of squirrels??
It's not easy being me.
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