"Don't wish me happiness I don't expect to be happy all the time....It's gotten beyond that somehow. Wish me courage and strength and a sense of humor. I will need them all." Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Sunday, 25 September 2016

A good mug

Twenty years ago I bought this mug new. I have utilized it regularly since than. It was a good choice. It has outlasted the men in my life. Lately, however I have noticed staining and pitting on the bottom and I decided to replace it. To my dismay I found that while Waechtersbach still makes the same style of mug they are now being manufactured in China instead of Spain. I guess it's time for a change. How hard can it be I wondered to find lead free or almost lead free North American pottery dishware manufacturer's? At this point I have found three options. Homer Laughlin China Co., Emerson Creek Pottery and HF Coors all clearly state on their website that their dishware is lead free or nearly so. Whichever I choose I know the new one's will still match these mug rugs I knit up in worsted wool. Each one took part of an evening. It was a great way to use up left over yarn. If you knit you can make these easily too. Just draw out your design on ordinary graph paper allowing 1 stitch for each block. My red Waechtersbach mug is still as perfect as the day I bought it. It reminds me of sweet days long ago and good decisions.

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Sunday, 18 September 2016

Mother and daughter skirts

It was the last item on my summer mending pile. A skirt that I had sewed years ago but it no longer fit and I no longer liked the style. However, I still loved the cotton Swiss dot fabric. It was a very full skirt and after removing the excess, I shortened it and put in an elastic waistband instead of the zipper. Now I suddenly had something I loved that fit. It was easy to see what to do with the excess fabric and my daughter was thrilled.
The summer mending pile is gone and the last camping trip is done. The sweetness of it is preserved in my memories. My daughter has grown with those good times and I see how the summer experiences we have shared together have become a part of her like how they are a part of me too. I feel truly thankful for these memories and I will carry the lesson I have learned into every season - not just summer. "True wisdom lies in gathering precious moments out of each day." Author unknown

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Sunday, 11 September 2016

Vegan Hummus Recipe

My daughter loves this hummus. It's creamy and subtly seasoned. It get's it's creaminess from the oatmeal. If you are interested in how I make oatmeal milk check out my March 3, 2015 post titled Cell phones, blogging and making milk. For the hummus you will need; 1/4 cup of oatmeal ( any kind) soaked overnight in enough water to cover them, 1 cup cooked garbanzo's, 1/4 tsp. sea salt, 1/4 tsp. cumin, 1 tsp. lemon juice, 1 tsp. olive oil and 1 very small garlic clove. Put everything in the blender and add a touch of water so that the blades will spin. Blend until smooth.

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Sunday, 4 September 2016

Mittens

I broke the first birch wooden knitting needle shortly into the first mitten but I wasn't too alarmed. After all there are five double pointed needles in a pack and I only needed four. What are the odds of breaking two needles in the same project? And than I broke a second needle. What was a gal to do now? I wasn't going to town and there is no courier service or post office on this island so ordering online wasn't going to help me now. I checked to see if my bamboo skewer sticks were the same 2.75 mm dimension as my needles - but they weren't so I carved a new point on the broken end of my needle with my pocket knife, lightly sanded it with sandpaper, rubbed it across a piece of beeswax and knitted on. It worked very well and I actually preferred the shortened length of that needle enough that I carved a new point on the other broken needle and used that one too. But it did make me wonder how is it possible that I've knit four other pairs of mittens for my daughter from this same yarn and never broke a single needle? At least they both broke near the end and not in the middle. I've never had to make a knitting needle - at least not yet.

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Monday, 29 August 2016

Morning Psalm

I set the alarm for 5:40 a.m. This is the first summer with my daughter that I have found it necessary to do this. The other year's she was my alarm. It was dark when I was awakened by the ringing on my cellphone. I put my headlamp on and I followed my daughter downstairs where we hurriedly dressed under the beaming light. We put our sandals on and than we slipped outside. Although it was dusky I left the lamp behind in the cabin. We hurried through the dark trees to the beach. It was a low tide and there were still little twinkling lights on the mainland hills. We walked east slowly toward's them on the beach. My daughter began to collect shells in a bag. The sky began to quickly light up until even the wet beach under our feet glowed in the red of morning. A raven in a wind twisted fir watched with us or was it watching us? Somewhere across the water, loons were calling. "Your righteousness, God, reaches the skies. You have done great things; there is no one like you." Psalm 71:19
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Wednesday, 24 August 2016

One more time

It's evening and a northwesterly wind has kicked up. The tree's are sending down showers of needles and cones. I hear a large branch break and fall somewhere off in the trees. I go upstairs and hear flapping against the side of the cabin. What kind of bird is trying to get inside? I wonder outside to have a look. A piece of tar paper covering the plywood high up on the side of the cabin has come loose but I go to bed hoping that in the morning the paper bird will still be there. This wind reminds me that fall is nearly here. Soon the storms will come. The woodshed is full of chopped dry wood but if the weather holds I want to do all the fun things my daughter and I did this summer one more time. Than I will get serious, haul out the ladder and staple those wings down.
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Thursday, 18 August 2016

Summer

I pulled the rug out of the sitting room, washed it and hung it up to dry on the fence in the sunshine. When I put it back I laid it down widthwise instead of lengthwise. I cut pictures of contemporary bird paintings out of a wordless children's art book I picked up at the thrift store. I replaced the dated family pictures I had framed in my hallway with these. This has been the summer that I completed refinishing my floor loom. (I've spent the last two summer's working on this.) I used Tried & True Danish Oil and will continue to apply it periodically. I'm really happy with this product and if you want to check it out you will find it on amazon. (No I never got anything free or any rebate for saying this.) The best part of summer is that it is still here. I'm still barefoot and there are still flowers blooming in my yard. Sent from my iPhone