It has been a loooonnnnggg few weeks! House guests and working have taken up lots of time and energy...
Hope my Birthday brings a new camera because I need something easy and fun to use...as well as video capabilities.
So these days may only be ramblings...no photos on the horizon as of late. (does that last sentence make any sense? LOL)
I have finished knitting/crocheting a shawl. It is laying on the dinning room table damp and stretched out between towels to dry. That is the way your supposed to "block" knitting...or so one source reports.
The altered book work was sold at the auction/sale night...which was wonderful news.
There was an art fest in town over the weekend and I purchased a handwoven basket...for, you guessed it...YARN! It was a pretty cool (not temp. wise) weekend in the I.C.
Wish I had some photos...the garden is growing perfectly!!! Sunflowers are leaning toward the sun.
Work starts again tomorrow...no yoga today. It was spent doing boring but necessary chores. But I must look at doing the yoga as my medicine. That is how it feels when I practice.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
When my stepson was here we went to this store. I said "let's go to Dick Blick". He said there's no Dick on it...and my hubby said "they cut the Dick off." LOL Now they only call it Blick...or at least that is what the sign says. My stepson wasn't familar with the store at all. He only saw Blick on the front. It was hilarious when they said all that about the "Dick" part!!
And after that we went to Lowe's to look for shrubs and my stepson touched some branches on a tree and asked what it was called...to which I answered, "it's a wheeping pussy-willow (well, it was! )...I thought he would die laughing! So he took a picture of it and said it was going to be his new screen saver for his phone. Too funny...we sure enjoyed his visit!!
Sunday, April 11, 2010
The kitchen window in April...lots of greenery.
Here is a glimps of the book project still in progress. It is all figured out as far as construction and placements. I'm very excited that it seems to have a life of it's own and tells me what needs to be done. Funny that when I'm "stuck" a voice says just get away and do something else...and then a new idea comes. One that solves the problem I was worried about.
the inside is what I'm working on now...
Richie pruned the apple tree and so I brought in lots of branches!
Here is a glimps of the book project still in progress. It is all figured out as far as construction and placements. I'm very excited that it seems to have a life of it's own and tells me what needs to be done. Funny that when I'm "stuck" a voice says just get away and do something else...and then a new idea comes. One that solves the problem I was worried about.
the inside is what I'm working on now...
Richie pruned the apple tree and so I brought in lots of branches!
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Yesterday on the way home from work I saw three bike riders struggling to peddle up a very steep hill on a one way street. The bikers weren't dressed in all the fancy gear of helmets and spandex. No, they were college kids, in shape and young! As I waited at the stop sign a moped started up the hill. He had a very pretty and young girl on the seat with him. As he got up the hill and approached the first bike rider (who by the way was still grinding away) he honked his horn and then preceded to peddle his moped smiling and chugging along. He did that to each bike rider, Honked, waved and pretend peddled. It made my day!! ☺
Monday, March 29, 2010
As Mattie and I were entering the park trail, a homeless man stomped up from behind us. Dressed in a tattered navy sweatshirt with olive colored rubber knee-high boots. He was in a hurry and carried a bundle under one arm. His face was narrow with a greying, pointy beard. Thick glasses with big 80's style frames solidly attached atop his nose. I was startled at how quickly he was at our backs. I turned to face him as he approched and guided Mattie to the grass off the trail head. He never looked up or even acknowledged our presence despite passing within inches of my body. I let him pass. Knowing it is not safe to be a woman alone on a trail in the woods in the first place, I turned and took another path leading in the opposite direction as he was heading.
It is an uphill trek taking that path. At the top of the hill is a bench with a boulder inscribed with the founder of the nature area. The name I've read numerous times but what it is, I don't recall. So we then head downhill. There is a crossroads...you can take a left or right. We go right because I know this part of the trail and after some turns and hills you come to a clearing. On top of the highest part of the park is a shelter with picnic tables and benches in the lawn.
That is were I want to go. As we approach the crossroads I hear footsteps. Heavy stomping footsteps...I turn and it is this guy again. In my head I'm thinking "Oh my God, this is the most secluded part of the woods that I know of and if he wants to kill me or worse...it could be done here". I slow down and stop and let Mattie go into the woods off the path a little. I again turn to face him...not wanting him to be unseen. This way also, I think I will appear unafraid and bold...not an easy target. Again he gets inches away...I am looking right at him...he passes and as I say "Morning", he raises his arm with hand waving in a shoo-ing manner as if to shield himself from me so I wouldn't look at him. Quickly he passed.
It was a weird encounter. And I wasn't scared of him any longer. After that we passed him two more times. Was he just looking for a place to live for a few days? Who knows. On the way out of the woods I noticed quite a few women walking alone with their dogs like me. I passed be two of them as the homeless man was also leaving the park...right behind me. The looks on some of the woman's faces were the look I had in my heart when I was scared and alone in the woods with him. You could see the look of "Oh my God" in their faces.

This structure was seen beyond the trail in the woods...was this were the stomping man went?

It is an uphill trek taking that path. At the top of the hill is a bench with a boulder inscribed with the founder of the nature area. The name I've read numerous times but what it is, I don't recall. So we then head downhill. There is a crossroads...you can take a left or right. We go right because I know this part of the trail and after some turns and hills you come to a clearing. On top of the highest part of the park is a shelter with picnic tables and benches in the lawn.
It was a weird encounter. And I wasn't scared of him any longer. After that we passed him two more times. Was he just looking for a place to live for a few days? Who knows. On the way out of the woods I noticed quite a few women walking alone with their dogs like me. I passed be two of them as the homeless man was also leaving the park...right behind me. The looks on some of the woman's faces were the look I had in my heart when I was scared and alone in the woods with him. You could see the look of "Oh my God" in their faces.
This structure was seen beyond the trail in the woods...was this were the stomping man went?
Time to put away those winter boots!!!!
Monday, March 22, 2010
This is a slice of my work table. I was blocked as far as what to do with the actual "book"...but got inspired by browsing some art sites. So there is an idea I'm going with to make the book pop (Hopefully...).
Today I was in the spring cleaning mood. Rich brought home a couple of things his friend gave him. One is an old bookcase/secretary. We put it in the living room and so I moved all the bills, writing materials...ect...into it. Plus some books. It fits fabulously!
Also, made a chicken stock today. It is still cooling. Should get a few quarts out of it to freeze. Oh...hung laundry on the line too!!
Tomorrow will be a short work day as will Wednesday. And the weather will be WARM!
Thank you for reading...cheers!
Friday, March 19, 2010
Recently, I made a vow to not drink coffee ever...in my life, again! Upset stomach and heartburn followed by fatigue are the undesirable after-effects. I reckoned that since I never even tasted coffee until I was in my 30's anyway, I Would be able to Live without it. So I made the vow.
This Wednesday was a long work day for me. I was out of town and no time to eat lunch. On my way home I was weakened and craved a cup of warm, spiced, creamy coffee! Remembering I had a $10.00 in my purse I drove the long way home as to stop at the local coffee shop (I am known to frequent this place enough that they remember me. And usually ask, "You like extra cream with that don't you?"). Always, I check my purse for whatever money I will need before I even get to the checkout of any store. Just my COD kicking in. So, I check my purse. I'm digging and opening wallets and moleskins (yes, more than one moleskin...I keep multiple "diaries"...Lord help the Emergency Responders trying to find my I.D., should That time ever come). No money was to be found.
By this time I was at the coffee shop. In defeat I turned toward home. First I was pissed off that I wasn't able to have the refreshment. Then I was pissed off that now I had to take the long way home. Ultimately, I realized that I was helped by an invisible force to stick to my vow!!!
So this morning, I was cleaning out my purse and there crumbled up on the bottom was a $10.00 bill.
We had a 90% chance of rain my noon today. Current weather, SUNNY and 50's!! Snow is predicted for tonight...1-3 inches.
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade. ~Charles Dickens
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Another cloudy, grey day in Iowa. Mattie has been sleeping all day...and even the cat has been in hiding.
This is our first spring in this house. I don't know what kind of flowers/if any, will appear in the yard.
Ok, so, we live in a college town...when students leave or move out of a place...you should see what they throw out (things like new)! We are frugal people. My hubby is driving around town most of the day (due to the nature of his job). He sees all kinds of things and brings them home. Some things we keep and others we take to the goodwill (most of the items are of this latter catagory). So this morning I go to the basement to bring up some laundry that was drying on the line down there. You know, wool sweaters and delicates...well as I was pulling unmentionables off the line, I come to a black bra that doesn't look familar...I look it over...It looks like new and is my size...but I KNOW it is NOT mine! So I call him (my hubby)...most women would be thinking, another woman!! You know like a wife finding some woman's undies in her husbands pocket or something...But me, I know....he picked it up from some dumpster or parking lot and brought it home for me. And yes...that is what he did...he found it laying in a parking lot. Brought it home and washed it! He doesn't care if someone were to see him pick up a woman's bra from the parking lot and put it in his pocket...I think I'll keep him! haha..
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