Thursday, April 16, 2015

Hi

Lorrie and I have a method to use when I comment at her place. I start with a simple "Hi" thereby establishing my footprint in hopes that my computer will not skitz off in another direction as it is wont to do, especially there. Course if you find me saying "hi" you'll know that I am having trouble at your place as well. Today, I'm having trouble at my own.

 
It's another hodge podge day here, though not the real Hodge Podge. Blogging  twice a week doesn't work on all levels. One of the levels it does not work on is having a concise post about one or two things. 


This is for BJ who is confused about French Horns. Okay. Now that I have found French Creme Horns in the Bakery section at Wal*Mart, I see that there's no "French" on them. BJ is a delightful hostess who shares a lot of wonderful tips and beautiful food with us. Sometimes she needs a little something~something to fill out her table and I suggested these. BJ was intrigued. I messed it all up by tossing "French" in there.



Anyway, when we gals in Maine need a little something~something to look pretty and help fill out the party table, we might use this trick. Slice the French  vanilla creme horns at the handy-dandy sections and use maraschino cherries to garnish, plate on something vintage and lovely (those pretty paper plates are fine), and Bob's your uncle!




~French?~





Yesterday, I made a Madeira Cake. It was very easy to do and pleasant to eat. It reminded me ever so slightly of a lemon loaf because it is flavored with lemon; technically, it's a British sponge cake. The glaze was made the usual way with the addition of a small bit of melted butter and lemon juice and confectioner's sugar.  Hmmm... I'll pop *the cake recipe* in here soon as I can find it. John took the plate to his Bible study yesterday and so I know that it received many thumbs up.






 On our day out, we found ourselves at the flea market as we used to do often. I think I have been highly influenced by Diane because I came home with not only four red-checkered napkins, but also a vintage dolly blanket. It was only $1 and very dirty. It washed up beautifully and I feel good about rescuing someone's hard work. It's handstitched. The vintage, turns out, is only 1991 made by a Kathleen from Norway, Maine. (there was a handstitched tag on the bottom of the backing.)



 ~Front~



 ~Back~



That about does it except to say that I have been having such fun tucking one of the tea cup coasters in greeting cards and sending them off. It's like the old lady way of sending a piece of gum...just a little something~something to say hi and hope that you are doing well. Stephanie has had an influence on me, too!




Showing more progress here...a bare lawn! Naked in all its glory!





Amen!


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Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Another Ho-Hum

What a difference five days, warmer temps, and rain make. 

I left you in winter and today can prove that spring arrived in the interim. I can prove it like a Northern Gal does. No forsythia, no daffodils, no tulips nor such things. What I can show are dwindling snowbanks, robins, and thermometers.

 ~above 70°F~

I can also show that the town has been abuzz with activity. The sound of chainsaws and leaf blowers are in the land. Alas, this means that another well loved tree has been felled in the neighborhood. We will lose at least two more before the end of summer. It seems that the chickens have come home to roost and that the Ice Storm of '98 is having the final say nearly two decades later.


















The side lawn has been loaded with rain-dancing robins. They do love to fake out the worms and have themselves a meal. This robin was closest to my window and, for a while, he seemed to enjoy posing, until he didn't.

~getting testy~

I have been happily puttering in the sewing room trying anything new that might teach me a better way of accomplishing something. These are some of my latest efforts.


A little who knows what on my wall made from gifted scraps and an embroidered dresser scarf that my mother made years and years ago. It's an odd and highly eclectic mess. I wish that I had had enough of the darker green fabric because it has an "oriental" vibe with butterflies, dragonflies and waterlilies. I learned two things: 1) fabrics need to be more cohesive 2) one can not use the best binding method with very small projects.

~wonky~

Then I saw a unique pattern on You Tube that I wanted to try. (Link to pattern at Missouri Quilt Company) Anyway, when I went to the scrap material, I found that my mother had already sewn four strips together. I love things like that. These are the colors she chose, the fabrics she selected, except for the border material.



Here it is on the table with forsythia branches being forced. They're stubborn! Oh, by the way, if you have forsythia, I found *the neatest article* on pruning it. Mine did not bloom last year so this means that I pruned the bushes incorrectly.

John and I are off for the morning. We don't get out much these days so I am looking forward to this errand-running time.

A fine spring (or fall) day to you! 


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Thursday, April 9, 2015

Will It Never End?

Hope deferred makes the heart sick... 

~Proverbs 13:12

Just when I was dreaming of nests and seeds and all things spring...




this!


It might have a certain loveliness in November. On the 9th day of April, it looks bleak and miserable.


Even Fioré can't believe it. We were told an inch or two. It's an inch or five and still snowing.


Still there's coffee in the pot and in my mug. Oh, yes, and a reminder that He fills my life with good things.



By the way, the rest of Proverbs 13:12 is this: but when the desire cometh, it is a tree of life.


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Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Easter Postscript

Basically, this post is just as a way to remember what we did and such like stuff as that. This I know: Easter is more than just a day. We walk in the belief and hope of our own resurrection one day because of what Jesus did for us on the cross, after the cross, and on that first Easter morning. The Word says that He is still at work on our behalf. He's not dead. He's alive! Amen.


This year my daughter-in-law had her wisdom teeth removed on Good Friday. The grands came this way to have a pizza supper with us, watch a movie, play some games, and dye Easter eggs. That was truly fun. I plan to do it again another year now that I've got the hang of it.

~Grands~


Yes, they're good at multi-tasking — snacks and experimenting with color.




The table worked out pretty well. As you may remember, we used plywood to extend it with another shorter table on the end and supports beneath the plywood. Even so, it didn't take Sam long to realize that something was weird. "What's wrong with this table?!" Then the tablecloths were flipped up and he took a good look. Ha! Two cookie cans and a stack of books worked nicely.




Some judicious angling of the table helped with room to get around. I apologize for the strange lighting. It was snowing Easter morning; it was snowing yesterday morning; it's snowing this morning. 




I wish that I had used a small bouquet like this on the table...so pretty. It also had a beautiful green flower that is not shown. My camera skills are slipping. Anyway, this was a gift from my daughter to my daughter-in-law so I couldn't very well claim it. ☺



Have you ever used edible grass? We had not until this year. I don't think we need to again, though it looked cute enough. 




I feel a bit silly showing this humble place setting. I used two different ones because I don't have quite enough Friendly Village with the blossoming spring tree. The good silver stayed right in its box. No time for polishing.


~a giant carrot~


A couple of Pinterest ideas that I liked. I have a few more that I didn't like and am not showing. That's the fun of Pinterest...you just never know until you try it.


~Peeps on Sticks~


The marble bags were finally gifted and we were able to play many games of marbles in the afternoon. John found vintage marbles at the flea market on Saturday so the bags are nicely filled. The boys are old enough to appreciate the game this time around and Jake enjoyed making the pot with his rubber boot heel dug into the mud.




A different sort of candy dish seen many times in Blogdom. Don't tell me that you don't have an influence on me!


I have so enjoyed seeing Easter celebrated in many different ways around Blogdom. What a beautiful and blessed holiday! Now it's time to put it away...and it is the only thing that makes it look like spring around here. I think it's time to force some forsythia branches.



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