Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Voting 2012

If you believe the disappointments—if you believe the disappointments in the last few years are a detour and not our destiny, then I'm asking for your vote. ~Mitt Romney
Last night was so beautiful around here. My daughter, who as I've mentioned, has been very active through this political season, had been to a few engagements yesterday (and even had to borrow some of my signs). Well, I'll just show you instead of wasting time on words.


Oh that's not it... This is my daughter and Charlie Summers who is running against a King. Charlie is fiscally responsible and a Conservative whom we'd love to see go to Washington. It would end decades of RINOs from Maine serving there. It is more than time! 


And this is how dear daughter looked at the end of her busy day having just returned my sign to its rightful spot. Think freezing. See that one little rose? Think popsicle. I do believe that it is truly the last rose of the season; although, that rose bush has surprised me all autumn long.























We only have sunsets and these colors in this season of the year. I'm hoping that tonight we'll have another and that, tomorrow night, we'll have another and the night after that... 

Many blessings as you head out to vote — if you live in the U.S.A. 

Love Vee

Monday, November 5, 2012

Calming Pastimes

We're all very relaxed here at the Haven today. How're you doing? 




Usually, I find that napping works well to pass the time. This works especially well if one is under a certain amount of stress, which nearly everyone in this country is feeling lately. 

Today, thanks to spending some time in Blogdom yesterday, specifically over there rocking along with Linds, I have been crocheting. (Oh Great! I just went to get the link and Linds thinks that she is posting on this very thing again today. She even mentioned a nap. Please go visit her to see what these creations are really supposed to look like.) 


I started with the yarn stars that Linds linked to and ended with crochet thread stars that I Googled. Lots of patterns. I have a few clinkers; I just carry on; it's not rocket science. Perhaps these will be made into a garland for my Christmas tree.


Say, has anyone tried using this kind of yarn above? I lasted about five minutes and concluded that it'll make lovely snowballs in a bowl by the door.

Speaking of snow...it feels as if it could. 

Love Vee

Sunday, November 4, 2012

Courage

Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace. God is awake. ~Victor Hugo
Keep your eyes open, hold tight to your convictions, give it all you’ve got, be resolute, and love without stopping.
~I Corinthians 16:13 (The Message)


Love Vee

Saturday, November 3, 2012

Before the Storm


Last week was window washing day. And, though I do help, you know, between taking photos, most of this falls on John. I try to make it as fun for him as I can!


Doesn't everyone wash windows just before a hurricane arrives? In our case, it also meant the transoms on the garage and the garage doors.


After an entire year, I'm still in love with my kitchen window. It was especially lovely when we used to have sun shining through the golden leaves just beyond the row of pines. Perhaps tomorrow the sun will return; in a year, the golden leaves will.


Raggedy pot of rosemary soaking in some weak sun.


One of the last pretty views of the neighborhood before the storm.

Have a wonderful weekend! Will you be washing windows?

Love Vee

Friday, November 2, 2012

Four Things

That's right. I have four things to share today. I feel as if it's Show and Tell on a Monday Morning in the little brick schoolhouse down the way. I live a stone's throw from my first schoolhouse. Someday, I must post about that school.

Last night I finished up the afghan I was working on for the back of the sofa. It's just a giant granny square. One could use any granny square pattern that appeals; mine is very basic. That sofa was starting to look like a black hole... Now John tells me that we may not be ready for Christmas, but we'll surely be ready for Hanukkah.

~1~

Besides, it rather matches the morning sky. My wooden salad bowl on the right there works beautifully for containing whatever ball of yarn I'm working with allowing the ball to slip around a bit without rolling away so that the yarn comes along easily.

~2~

This is my sister's table runner. It was mailed late last week before Sandy blew in. Sis doesn't have it yet nor does she have any mail at all as mail deliveries have been suspended for now.

~3~

Have been making my own vanilla for about five years now. Vanilla beans are outrageously expensive when purchased in the grocery store. You can see that the bottle I'm working with there only had two pieces of bean and so is very anemic. It should contain one bean for every ⅓ cup of vodka. Recently, when visiting Brenda, she said that vanilla beans could be purchased inexpensively at Amazon. My eyes lit up. Now I'm in the vanilla making business again.

~4~

Here are my trick or treating grands. They made a cute zebra and a cute lion, though I had no idea of the significance. Apparently, they are Alex and Marty or Marty and Alex from the Madagascar movie. Here's one Nonni who must brush up on current childhood culture.

Are you up on current culture?

Love Vee

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Hello November...



I've been waiting for you a long, long time. And that's all I'll say about that. Besides, this outgoing October was, with precious few exceptions, a most miserable month. Most. And the agony of it will be with so many for quite some time to come.

My sister describes her hometown on Long Island as a "war zone:" no electricity, no deliveries of gas or food, no stoplights, long hours at the hospital where she works and the streets treacherous with traffic and no stoplights. She described taking all right turns to finally get to work because she dared not take a left. The wail of sirens is continual and the hum of generators constant.

Let us say a prayer for the weary who are putting in double shifts for days on end...the caretakers, the police and fire departments, the mayors, the utility workers. Sigh. I feel like going back to bed just fretting about it. And the fact of it is, other than opening my checkbook and praying, there is nothing I can do. I know that many are opening their homes and giving what they have to those without electricity or food or the opportunity to take a hot shower. God bless them. The knitting together of a community becomes so important in times like these. I am convinced that when this thing is "over" that each city, each town, each neighborhood will be the stronger for having lived it together.

John tells a story of the Ice Storm in the Northeast and Canada back in 1998. Many people were without power for up to a month...all of January...the coldest month of the year. It was brutal. John was trying to keep a number of his clients afloat by keeping their generators going and getting gas delivered and groceries and such things. Most of the people were elderly and he was very concerned for them. One day, he arrived at a home to find the Mr. in bed sick and the Mrs. on the floor of the living room rocking back and forth. John feared that she was right on the edge so he went quickly across the room and sat down on the floor with her and hugged her and told her that everything was going to be all right.

She didn't lose her mind. She is well and whole today and, understandably, has a special place in her heart for John.

That's what caring does, it allows us to walk beside and to encourage and to say, "It will be all right."

I found this quote at Susy's

 Start where you are.
    Use what you have.
        Do what you can.

Love Vee

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

The Silence Woke Me



...
All night long in the dark and wet,
A man goes riding by.
Late in the night when the fires are out,
Why does he gallop and gallop about?


Whenever the trees are crying aloud,
And ships are tossed at sea,
By, on the highway, low and loud,
By at the gallop goes he.                          
By at the gallop he goes, and then
By he comes back at the gallop again


So there I was lying in my bed and all I could think of was this old rhyme by Robert Louis Stevenson. It actually sounded more like a freight train than a gallop. I was finally able to sleep and was wakened early this morning by the silence.

"Sparkle City" is still here as are we. My sister's car did not fare quite so well as a tree fell on it. She says that that is preferable to a tree falling into the house as some of her fellow nurses had happen to them.

We are continuing to pray for those who were directly in Sandy's path and who will be dealing with her today.

I am closing comments so that I may take a breather from the computer today as I was pretty much glued to it yesterday. I'll be visiting to see how you are, though!

Love Vee

Monday, October 29, 2012

Folk Art Print Winner

~a name waiting to be drawn~

Yes! We have a winner of a folk art print from Pigment of Your Imagination and she is the incomparable Niki at Rural Writings! Niki chose a wintry scene, a Christmas one. Once she does her post on it, I'll send you all over to see. Thank you so much, Catherine, for your sweet gift! Congratulations, Niki!

And we could leave this post at that except I am too much of a chatterbox so let us carry on for a bit.

Over the weekend, I was poking about in the garage attic where I found this old Allen's Toffee tin. It was filled with all the things you see on the right of the photo above, which are food coloring, flavorings, molds, and the recipe for my mother's famous Hard Candy. This was an annual Christmas event that she and my youngest niece, formerly my Boston niece, now my New York City niece, did together.

Thing is, that tin didn't formerly hold all those treasures; it used to hold cookies and baked goods. That was my childhood cookie jar! So out the stuff went on its ear into a lesser tin and a way too small one at that. Oh the washing I had to do to get the food coloring out and the old Allen's tin cleaned...the water ran blue for a very long time.

Then I began to get a pang...that tin represented something very special to my niece as well. I have remedied it, I hope, by purchasing the owl tin on the left. It's large enough to hold everything and it reminds me of the owls that my niece likes so well. It'll be a little gift for her the next time I see her. Gifts of sweet memories are the best of all. Of course, where she will keep it in that small NYC apartment...

~the lid~ 

A better representation can be found *here.*

We've been trying to figure out what the lid depicts. It doesn't look like Parliament or Buckingham Palace. Anyone know?

Hope that all are weathering the storm well. We have rain and slight wind gusts. Nothing major. Still praying for a fizzle.

Take care today...

Love Vee

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Coral Leaves~Mosaic Monday


Though I still have a few outdoor plants, they're looking a bit peaked. I've turned my attention to the leaves. What beautiful colors I've found. There's something about the corals on this bush, the light red of the oak leaves, and the coppers that make me smile. I had to document as I doubt that there'll be any leaves left in a day or two.

Thinking of all those in Hurricane Sandy's path including Mary at Little Red House. Stay safe!

Love Vee

Sorting Through the Things on the Agenda



If you have time today, I can not recommend *this message* from David Jeremiah highly enough. It'll be 45 minutes well spent and easily listened to while spending time visiting blogs or writing emails. It is meant for an Evangelical Christian audience, but if you're curious, I think it works for everybody. Okay, I'll stop cranking...

Thinking of and praying for all who have been or will be affected by Hurricane Sandy.

A blessed Sunday to you!

Love Vee

Scripture graphic source: Abby's Little Birdie Blessings

Saturday, October 27, 2012

Novembery

Suddenly, it's all so Novembery around here...
















Love Vee

Friday, October 26, 2012

Yes, Yes, A Regular Chatty Cathy

After a few of the comments yesterday I did the math.  Five years plus 93 days of blogging equals 1, 918 days. That's 418 days more than 1500. This means that I have missed an entire year and 53 days of posting opportunities! Now doesn't that put everything into perspective? ☺

I will grant you that I post regularly when I can. Wish that all my blogging buddies could, though I realize that you have things to do and places to go. Sometimes I feel as if I am holding down the fort and with what? New garage siding? How long can I use that for blog fodder?


this is the picture John wants for his portfolio, yes, he has one and, yes, he is for hire...don't think that he wants to put up a garage any time soon, though


I raked the back lawn today and noticed some pretty things like...


eggplant and lime leaf colors on the lilac


a bit of gold yet

found some red too


the final roses



yellow mums still going strong


↑my pumpkin row↑ 


↑a blatant rip-off of Kim's idea↑
Source:  Happy at Home by permission
Thank you, Kim!

Visiting you, I know that you have found some pretty things around your home, too. I think some bloggers make blogging too much of a challenge. We don't always have to do a DIY project or a tutorial or bake a cake or take a trip or find a covered bridge. Some days it's all about the simplest of things just as it would be if you hung out with me in the backyard. Say, here's a rake.

Wishing you a simple Friday and a wonderful weekend...

Love Vee

Thursday, October 25, 2012

Fifteen Hundred Posts


This is the print I received yesterday from Cathie Holman. It says "Peace be to this house." (Though, my ceiling is showing up in the print, it really doesn't look like that!) The colors are so rich and it's signed by the artist! This is not its final home; I just had to put it up because I was so excited about it. 

Catherine Holman blogs at Pigment of Your Imagination or what some know
as Catherine Holman Folk Art. She is a folk art artist who often takes her readers on a little journey of the painting process. I love that. I love peeking over her shoulder and seeing all the progress and processes. It's fun! Catherine often has a little story to tell to complement her paintings. I really love that! And it's great fun to go looking on her Etsy shop also named Pigment of Your Imagination.


Recently, I passed my 1500th post mark and to celebrate Catherine has graciously donated a print to one of my readers. How cool is that?! All one has to do is visit the last link listed above, look around, and return to let me know which print you'd like. No following, no linking, no other hoops than that. The only remaining requirements are that you have a blog and that you are willing to feature your win on said blog. Grab your coffee or tea and snuggle down for a few minutes.

Here's a little representation of what you'll find when you go shopping.

Wouldn't this be perfect over Thanksgiving?

Or this stone house through the Christmas holidays and winter? Don't forget that these prints make a unique gift for someone you know who loves folk art or representations of life in simpler times.





This giveaway will close Sunday evening at 7. Yup. I work fast.

Don't forget to come back now!


Love Vee
Comments are now closed. The winner will be announced tomorrow!

DB