Tuesday, February 25, 2014
We had such a glorious weekend! Open windows, gorgeous sunshine, balmy temps - we filled it with outdoor things, like washing the cars. Actually, my hubs washed the car while I did useful things such as make a tiny snow person with the last little oasis of snow:
He also got me out of the house to go see a dollhouse he had seen in a window in one of the shops in Old Town (I'm looking for a vintage dollhouse). It turned out the dollhouse was a church with stained glass windows that lit up (I didn't get a photo of it - I wish I did) and very old. Also, it was way out of my price range.
We meandered through so many antique shops and paused to listen to musicians playing on the street corners: a violinist whose companion was drawing beautiful zentangles on a white board; an acoustic folk band of young people and a group that was playing what looked like a giant wooden xylophone. I didn't take photos of that either (I am shy about doing so).
In one store we came across an old recipe box full of handwritten recipes in a lovely spidery handwriting with titles like Vicky's Salad, Holiday Pecan Pie and Dump Cake - actual Dump Cake...not the kind made with a boxed cake mix. The most exciting thing was a bit of diary tucked in among all the recipes:
We stood there reading it together, both of us a bit stunned that anyone would want to sell such a treasure. It actually hurt my heart. I have snippets of recipes from my late grandmother written on the backs of envelopes and a tiny grocery list scribbled on a torn scrap of paper - I would never part with them!
We felt like we wanted to honor this unknown woman who wrote down the snippets of this particular day of January 22, 1988 on a bit of paper and tucked it into her recipe box, so we took a picture. I would have bought it, but sadly, it was also a bit out of my range.
I wonder who she was, this woman who cooked beef and gravy over biscuits and eggs that day; who made note of the nuts and candies and spices on her "goodie shelf"? Did she have grand children that she baked for?
In it she mentioned that she got on a stool to change a lightbulb and fell, banging herself up and she looked like she had been "run through a mill". She also said they had gotten rain: "a good soak", but that it was good because they needed it. Apparently someone was helping her do some work on her house, but it "did not feel like home yet", but was getting there.
And that she made her best and favorite Coconut pie for dessert.
I wondered at the hands that held those recipes, the edges soft and bent with much use, circles of coffee or tea stains in tones of sepia on handwritten notes, the scribbled notes on the edges of many of them, like "file under oven". Curious!
Who had she prepared all of those dishes for? Why had she chosen that day to keep notes of her day and why were they tucked into her recipe box? And how did that treasure box end up on a small shelf in an antique store in Old Town?
I wonder what will happen to all of my recipes someday? I hate to think of them placed on a shelf in the corner of an antique store, gathering dust, forgotten.
So, I want to remember this woman who obviously loved to cook and treasured her recipe box so much that she tucked her daily diary into it for safe-keeping.
And then, today...back to snow. Spring just flashed us her leg and dashed off again! This morning we had big giant flakes of snow, very pretty and thankfully, none of it stuck:
This afternoon it looked like this:
Such a tease! And more of the same called for tomorrow.
How is the weather where you are? Has spring come or is she still just teasing you - or has she not shown up at all yet?
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
I am so, so excited to share this! I've been on pins and needles since early January.
It has been many years since I have had anything published (other than on my blog) much less, made an attempt. So, I swallowed my fear and shoved my lack of confidence into a closet and submitted an article, along with artwork to Romy Mallard's deliciously beautiful, swoon-worthy Diva Mystic Magazine - and it, along with my artwork, was accepted. Not only that, my artwork (from my Homestead Mamas series) was featured on the cover and another in my article.
**insert wild crazy joyful happy dance here**
(I know that is not very humble, but I am so excited...I just can't help it!)
The entire beautiful issue is dedicated to all things home - a subject that is very near and dear to my heart.
Here is just a smidgen of what you will find inside this issue of Diva Mystic Magazine - The Homeing Issue. The entire issue is filled with photos, inspiration, artwork, journaling prompts and two special downloadable gifts - it is all about what makes a house a Home contributed by several lovely souls from around the world (my article begins on page 15 - squeee!!)
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Saturday, February 15, 2014
Most of my weeks are pretty quiet. Being an introvert, I enjoy my mostly quiet weeks. I think the kitties do, too. We have our quiet routines. Theirs is mostly eating and then nesting among blankets and pillows (even better if those are located within sunbeams!)
This week was NOT a quiet week. It was filled with so much activity, but all of the most joyful kind! I began to feel a little better (this was the 4th week of illness - ugh!). I had received my new hooping outfit from Dervish Clothing a few weeks ago but had not felt up to putting it on, much less hooping. Well, I got tired of waiting and decided to hoop in my new outfit.
It felt awesome to get outside on the deck and breathe some fresh air.
(Booty Flare pants and Wing-top from Dervish - I am in love!)
(It is hard to take "selfies" while hooping...plus, I have T-rex arms so any selfies I try to take just come out looking awkward)
There was good food this week:
Bacon-wrapped tenderloin with fresh rosemary from my garden and smoked paprika. Also some homemade soup I made on our snow day - I'm trying to think of a name for it (and I didn't get a picture...) I'm thinking of calling it Golden Chicken Gnocchi soup or something.
The most exciting was my youngest son's 21st Birthday! I have no more babies - they are all now totally officially adult. (pssst!! They will always be my babies!)
We went to one of our favorite restaurants (Vinney's). He also happens to work there! His co-workers are a bunch of incredible young people - I love all of them! They brought him out a piece of White Chocolate Macadamia Nut Divine with the candles on it:
They all sang "Happy Birthday" AND brought out a cake they had purchased for the occasion, as well:
Then, mid-week we had a nice, big snow! This is what it looked like before bed:
This is what we woke up to:
It was beautiful and quiet...
I remained inside all day, enjoying the view from my cozy house. Tabbatha (or Tabberwocky) was intrigued, so we let her explore a bit. It only lasted about 30 seconds.
She was very happy to get back inside.
The sun returned and even warmed up to 55 degrees, beginning the melt off:
It was a biscuit and marmalade kind of morning:
I soaked up the sun, as did the kitties
and other little critters:
I began working on a new little critter for my stories:
And let us not forget the day of love. Because I had been sick and then we were a bit snowed in, I made my loves some simple Valentine's Day cards:
While my love provided me with flowers and chocolates:
We opened the fridge last night to see some hanky-panky going on:
Naughty sock-monkey wine sleeve!
All in all, a very good week!
How did your week go? Quiet and restful? Active and busy?
I hope it was a lovely week!