Monthly Archives: July 2012

a very important date…

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be sure to stop by here…for tea and a giveaway!

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more crafting…

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We had rainy days off and on all week so I got caught up on ornament making for the year.  My goal is to make 1 ornament a month so my YOE tree will have some cute new ornaments.

Here is a birdie I made using attic24’s tutorial.  In my opinion, you can never have too many birdies on your tree. 

And this little house was made using a pattern from Fa La La La Felt.  I pretty much did everything wrong…wrong tan color, wonky window, too few scallops…but that doesn’t bother me.  I’ve learned to not let imperfections bug me!

this is a little rabbit inspired by Bijou’s Whimsy.  Her work is amazing.

and this is a bunny inspired by something I saw on etsy.  It has a thick coat of gloss on it which made it really hard to photograph but you get the idea.  I simply couldn’t take any photos of it without it looking a bit blurred. ( photography is NOT one of my strengths!)

To see other ornaments I’ve made this year, click here.

When I carted all my supplies back into the sewing room, I saw Leo and immediately thought of the storybook ” Princess and the Pea.”  He looks so cozy on his little tower of kitty beds!

sleep well, sweet prince…

“If there is one spot of sun spilling onto the floor, a cat will find it and soak it up.”  ~J.A. McIntosh

Catching up

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Earlier in the month,I made an eel to drop in Florida (link).  I didn’t get to drop it though, there was too much going on.  Instead, I found a new medical clinic here and decided to drop it there but each time I would pass the place, there were too many people around.  Half the fun of making these toys, is dropping them while no one is looking.   This morning, I took Mojo to be groomed and noticed they had a planter out front so I dropped Mr. Eel there.

Here he is waiting to be taken home.  I hope he is gone when I go pick Mojo up!

  Then, deciding I needed to get down to Christmas crafting, I made 2 little purses with appliquéd birdies.  I added a crocheted flower and charm for fun.  July’s MIM gift (link) is done!

I lined each with fabric to match their birdies…

I’m going to put a few goodies inside each purse before wrapping them up for Christmas.  Maybe a toy and one of those plastic coin holders that will open when you squeeze it.  My mom always said you have to put a penny inside a purse for good luck when you give it as a gift.  

I continue to crochet cat beds for the local animal shelter.  I’m up to 10 now and hope to do several more by fall.  It is just a simple mat but my cats love them and will use them until delivery day.  If you want to see them or get the how to, click here.

“Creativity is a drug I cannot live without”. – Cecil B. DeMille

accidental beauty

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I love oxalis.  My dad introduced me to this hardy little plant when I was a kid and I’ve been in love with it ever since.   It is also known as wood sorrel or shamrock.  I have it in my yard and in pots on our patio.  It is a nice addition to plantings and comes back year after year.

This particular pot came about when Dean was enlarging one of our landscaped beds in June.    We were removing some of the oxalis and he had dug them up and set them on the ground.  We simply forgot about them and when I found them several days later, all the plants had fallen off and been turned under.  I didn’t know I had a mixed pile of legumes and just planted them.

Imagine my surprise when they all popped up like this.   What a pretty accident!  Some blooms are pink, some are white…but all are lovely.

“May your blessings outnumber
The shamrocks that grow,
And may trouble avoid you
Wherever you go.”
~Irish Blessing

floating away

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While the rest of the US is in drought, we have rain to spare.   This week has been full of thunderstorms and more rain than we need.  

The good news is that with all the rain, momma squirrel moved into an old birdhouse.  She chewed the hole bigger during a rainstorm last week and she and her mate took turns checking it out.   With the onset of the really heavy storms this week, she has remained inside.   She is very large now and I’m sure she will give birth soon. 

I’m happy I could get a decent photo of her, she moves so quickly that she is usually just a blur.

I posted about my lovely angel a few weeks ago on my original blog.  The area we placed her in was devoid of plants and she looked a bit lonely…but it was by design.  I had saved 2 large envelopes of wildflower seeds that needed a home and knew they would be perfect in this triangular bed.   I adore wildflowers and when we redid our yard, I had forgotten to save them a location.  This spot tends to stay dry, which is perfect for the ones I grow.

Just a few weeks of sun and rain turned it into a garden worthy of her…

I’ll have to take another photo of her once the zinnias and baby’s breath blooms...

“Happiness held is the seed; Happiness shared is the flower.”
 -John Harrigan

 

a birthday

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Today is my birthday and in honor of my still breathing, I’d like to reflect a bit.  In order to do so, I have show and tell to help me along.

This picture by Ann Frantic is hung in my parent’s home.  I fell in love with Ann’s work when my sister started selling her art years ago.  If I could, I’d do an entire house around her work…it is amazing. But I digress.

Whenever I go home and see this picture I think…  “I used to do that.”  

Now that I’m older and all grown up and mature (and stuff), I don’t …but I ain’t dead yet so I still like to have a good time.  I just happen to take my tequila in the form of frozen margaritas now!

Florida

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My mother became ill and is going to be in a rehab facility for awhile…or more.   The kids and I went to Florida for a few days to help dad get used to mom not being around…and to help mom get used to not being at home.  It was and still is so difficult.  They’ve been in their home since 1969 and the thought of him in that big house all alone was heartbreaking.  At the same time, knowing that mom wasn’t home was equally heartbreaking.


My parents live in Fort Walton Beach but the rehab center is in Bluewater Bay, an adjacent town close to where my sisters both live.  We spent our days hanging out there all day, but went home each night with Papa.   Kaela cooked pancakes for him each morning (okay, so she just helped…)

and then he would go out and check on his orchids

We didn’t do a lot of touristy things.  Instead, we went to the hospital for a visit with mom or pretty much hung out. The kids were wonderful. No whining about being bored, no asking for anything.  They entertained each other (and everyone else) and made everyone around them smile.  I can’t tell you how many compliments they got for how well they behaved.  They made me so very proud.

I took them to the beach for a couple hours on 2 different days which they really loved.  I felt bad because I fully intended on going each morning.  They tan quickly but I just didn’t want to leave them on the beach for hours like I did as a kid.  They aren’t from Florida and don’t know the dangers of rip tides, amongst other things.  I get a bit choked up at the beach because I pretty much grew up on it.  I love it at all times…when it is calm or furious, in the early morning at sunrise or late at night…and everywhere in between.  To be so fair, I had a great tan as a kid from all those days…but I don’t miss the tan.   I miss the smell of the ocean and I miss the call of the sandpipers as they skitter across the beach.  I miss finding the little clams that scootch down in the sand and the occasional hermit crab or perfect sand dollar.

Kaela stayed in the water most of the time.  It was clear and seaweed free with lots of sandbars and deep spots.  The waves were perfect too…not rough enough to knock you over, just gentle swells.    The seaweed and dog flies shouldn’t arrive until late August so I hope to take them back before then for some real beach time.

Matt took a nap while Kaela and I walked out to a nearby sandbar…

each evening, we hung out with Page to eat dinner.  Page lost her husband in this same facility back in the spring so walking through those doors each day tears her up…but she does it anyway.  Here she is with Weezie, who only wants to be held like a baby.  If you hold her like a dog, she flips over.

Here she is, getting ready to flip on her back but I was too busy paying attention to the camera (and my glass of wine) to notice.

Hanna and Weezie slept on the couch with Matt while he was watching t.v. one night…too cute

Although it was a trip intended to help dad and mom with this new development, we all had a great time.  Family is all you’ve got folks, so be sure to tell them you love them.