Showing posts from September, 2010

Purple Angels

Although this little wool angel has yet to receive her wings she sat among the flowers this morning to rock her baby.
Right on the other side of the garden, was this perfect Angel Rose. A day of purples for me I guess.

Climb the mountains . . .

"Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves. " ~ John Muir ~

Plant Life Along the Trail


Sunday Hike

There are a few quiet moments in my day right now, which allows me to share some photos from the hike Emery and I took this past Sunday. It was just a five mile hike, so nothing momentous but so full of peace and that wonderful silence that falls upon an area that is far removed from the hustle and bustle of busy towns and busy roads. We had our lunch at our favorite spot on this trail, by a tiny meandering brook that branches off the river. Its deep in a canyon where wind always seems to travel in such a delightful way that you can watch it arrive and see it pass you by. The river was fine for crossing by way of rocks, only a few times did I need to get my hiking boot a bit wet, but my feet stayed dry. The weather was perfect, cool and cloudy at the start, but by hikes end, the sun was shining in a glorious blue sky. It was a day of wonderment, just the way we like it.
I took about 125 pictures on the trail but decided to just give you a small sampling : ) the trail is pretty easy for…

Autumn Angels

The beautiful fall weather has inspired me to create some Autumn Angels made of wool roving. I picked through my wool baskets to find bits of pieces of fall colored roving to make this light as a feather angel to hang from the beam in my living room, but first she had to have her picture taken hanging from the tree out front !

The Long Journey Home

We have all heard it said that life is a journey, and so it is We often travel through our days blindly when life is busy or decide to loose who we really are in listening to what is being said in our times regarding what we need to be or should be. My husband is a wise wise man. He has been telling me for years to just dig deep down inside myself and remember who I was before I started listening to all the rhetoric out there. Looking back for me, meant looking way back, back to when I was just forming my own personal philosophy about life, people and what really matters. That was about 40 years ago, when I so prized individuality and walking my own path. I recently read through some of my journals that I kept as a teenager, and they were not filled with the day to day trivial stuff or who had crushes on who, but the pages were filled with musings on life and discoveries. I wrote about the need to be still, to step off the beaten path and find the less travelled one, where my thoughts…

Veggie Burgers

One of our families favorite foods is veggie burgers. I make several kinds but this is an old standby for us. Melissa wrote down this recipe about 12 years ago for me and every time I use it, I remember the very day she copied it out for me. Tonight we piled them high with alfalfa sprouts...ummm ummmm good.

The Wonders of Nature

A Banana Spider munching on a grasshopper, wrapped in webbing
Asparagus ferns Eggs right off the nest

"Kneading Bread"

Kneading Bread ~Belle Bainster Broadbent~
While the dough I gently grasp, I think of those who must clasp Seed, to sow the golden grain And reap the harvest it contains; And those who then work hour by hour Turning this grain into flour While these joining, clasping hands Feed the hungry of the lands. So, I find a kinship spread While I'm gently kneading bread.

Fall Gnomes

I have been having so much fun working with wool felt. This week I made some wee fall gnomes for the children to play with. The gnomes outfits were simple to make out of felted wool and they seen here playing with needle felted pumpkins and acorns.
It is officially the first FULL day of fall and although it doesn't feel very fall like here in North Texas, I am transforming the house with Autumn colors and the realization that soon, there will be no need for the air conditioners and in no time at all a fire will once again blaze in the wood stove.

Autumn Whole Grain Bread

Kneading the Autumn Whole Grain bread this morning

Autumn Whole Grain Bread

Autumn Whole Grain Bread

in a large mixing bowl, combine: 2 cups warm milk 2 Tablespoons baking yeast, (2 packages) 1 teaspoon salt 1/2 cup honey 1/4 cup dark brown sugar
let set until bubbly and doubled in size, about 30 minutes add to this mixture: 3 Tablespoons soft butter or olive oil works 2 cups unbleached white flour stir until well blended now mix in remaining flours: 1 cup of rye flour 2 cups of whole wheat flour. This is a soft dough so I add and additional cup of white flour as I am kneading it so I can check the texture. It should not stick to your hands but is slightly sticky to the touch.
Place in a greased bowl, cover with a damp towel and let rise until double in size, about an hour. Punch down, let it rest for a few minutes, then divide the dough in half, shape into two round, slightly flattened balls and place on a greased cookie sheet. Cover with a damp clean cloth and let raise until doubled in size. Brush with an egg wash. Bake in a 300 degree oven for about an hour, or until the l…

Our Sensitivities

We become conditioned to things quite easily it seems. Our sensitivities, can become hardened over time by just the simple act of viewing situations. We can watch immorality and violence on television and find ourselves dulled to the reality of such situations. We can even tune ourselves out to the complaints of a chronic complainer, which might be a good thing, that is until something really is wrong. Yes, the boy who cried wolf sort of thing. The music we listen to might contain lyrics that are full of violence and hatred, or the television shows we see, contain view after view of blood and gore. It does dull us to the reality of the pain and suffering that is behind such things. We see folks on the screen who are having affairs after affair, yet what we don't see is the full gamete of the pain that follows. Such things always touch more than just two people, there is with certainty, a trickle down effect in real life, where parents, friends, children etc all suffer in some way.…

Diamond in The Sky

Late yesterday afternoon, this was the view from my front porch. Gods amazing artwork

Spending Time Wisely

For the past few weeks I have been thinking about how I spend my time. I want to get back to accomplishing the things I hold dear. More cooking, more sewing, more taking care of myself, and going to bed each night, knowing that things got done.
I know where much of my time is spent, that results with little to show for my time. Facebook is the biggest offender for me. I love it, love keeping in touch with family and friends on a daily basis. But soon that couple of minutes we said we were going to spend on the computer, turns into an hour or so. This morning I was up early, had breakfast with Emery, kissed him as he went out the door to work and then I headed out to the garden to water all the new plants popping up out of the soil. The rich brown soil is dotted with shades of green from the collard greens, the cabbages, and lettuce plants. There are tiny little mounds just waiting to spring forth with carrots, celery and more greens. How I love the fall garden ! Not much weeding and no…

The Gift of Beauty

The air is a bit cooler, maybe even a hint of fall crispiness was felt this morning, or perhaps I am just being hopeful. The sky, nothing less than a heavenly blue, with tiny tiny puffs of white thin clouds off in the west. The sunshine warm and friendly, natures warm morning hug to my shoulders. The sky above me busy with darting dragonflys and buzzing hummingbirds, darting from the trumpet vines to the morning glories, feasting on their nectars.
In the distance the noise of a lawn mower with the faint scent of freshly mown grass blowing towards me. These last days of summer are filled with transition. Acorns growing in the oak trees, leaves loosing some of that bright summer green and becoming tinged with browns and yellows. The rose bushes coming back to life after the hot searing days of summer. The garden plowed and planted. Pecans and black walnuts darkening on the trees, ready just in time for Thanksgiving cooking. Velvet pods dangling like Christmas ornaments from the wisteria v…

Family Meal Time

I know its not Thanksgiving yet, but the poem below speaks to me about holding dear to something we are loosing sight of in this modern, rushed world of meals. A time when everyone gets together at the table sharing family stories from one generation to another. A time when bonds are made stronger and laughter just rings out. A time when the lines seemed blurred between who is an in-law and who is not. A time when little hearts grow fond of family ties and feel the loving hearts of grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins. A time where the day is discussed and problems and joys alike shared. Family meals provide so much more than food to eat.

The Old-Fashioned Thanksgiving
~Edgar Guest~
It may be I am getting old and like too much to dwell Upon the days of bygone years, the days I loved so well; But thinking of them now I wish somehow that I could know A simple old Thanksgiving Day, like those of long ago, When all the family gathered round a table richly spread, With little Ja…

Ture Simplicity

True simplicity is born from a heart issue, it is a place of contentment and not one of constant change, but of growth perhaps. It is deciding that relationships are more important than the material and that no matter what you do without, if your heart is not in the right place, it is just one more phase in the long row of "whats cool" or "in".
True simplicity is the fruit of living in peace and knowing what things matter in life. You can live humbly and simply with ease as long as your personal relationships are in order and your heart is set on the things of this world that will not rot and rust. In 1 Timothy 6:6 we are told , "But godliness with contentment is great gain." and in 1 Timothy 4:8 we read, "For physical training is of some value, but godliness has value for all things, holding promise for both the present life and the life to come." so there is the test, godliness holds promise for the present life and the life to come....think ab…