"No friendship is an accident", he writes in his short stories from The Heart of the West. I believe no truer sentiment could be penned in light of the friendships that have graced my life.
Saturday, March 14, 2015
an o'henry tea
O'Henry wrote a favorite short story of mine and there just happens to be a hotel nearby named in his honor which serves afternoon tea. I took a friend there this past week for a belated birthday gift.
Monday, March 9, 2015
home knitting
"Knitting not only relaxes me, it also brings a feeling of being at home"
~Magdalena Neuner
But then one of the many glories of knitting is being able to carry a project along with wherever you might find yourself.
Places I have knit outside my home:
in a park
in a swing
walking a country lane
in a swing
walking a country lane
at a soccer game
at a swim meet
at a ballgame
in a gym
in a car
in an airplane
in an airport
in a doctor's/dentist office(this also includes orthodontist...)
in a train
in a train station
at a picnic
in church (not during the service, oh my!)
during meetings of various sorts
by the waves at the seashore
by the pool
at the hospital
at a friend's home
in a store, mostly knitting shops
while waiting... in several other places... while waiting... for someone... while waiting...for something to begin or end.
Where are some of the places you have knitted outside of your home?
Thursday, March 5, 2015
the snow that came
It is not every year that we get such a snow
So when we do, we stop everything and go outside and enjoy it as any sensible one would do.
So when we do, we stop everything and go outside and enjoy it as any sensible one would do.
Or I should say, as a Southerner would.
I love the winter season especially when snow is in the package! Actually, one of the distinct things on my bucket list is to spend a winter in a place where snow and wintry weather is common place. This post should have been done last week if I was up to date, but the snow came, we played, then before we knew it, Charlotte and I were packing and heading out the door for a Dance Festival held at the School of the Arts for the weekend.
Thursday, February 26, 2015
english or continental style
I was taught to knit many years ago by a kind woman in my church. She taught me to knit by holding the yarn in the right hand and "throwing" the yarn, commonly known as the English/American style of knitting. Several years back I discovered Elizabeth Zimmerman's book, Knitting Without Tears, and here I read about her preference of holding the yarn in the left hand and "picking" the yarn with the needle, the Continental/German style of knitting. I easily taught myself how to knit with this technique, and I will consistently switch between these two knitting styles. But I had become totally flummoxed when it came to purling in the continental style. One evening last week through sheer determination akin to the Little Engine That Could, I set myself to not give up until I could purl with the yarn held in my left hand.
Finally, success was reached and even though my method might not be the conventional way, it works for me. A new project was then deemed necessary so I could practice my new skill. A sweater in Cascade yarn for Charlotte was begun. After the initial garter stitch knitting on the bottom edge, it will enable me to knit row after row of stockinette stitch, giving equal rows for knitting and purling in the Continental technique.
I am always on the lookout for books to read during the Lenten season that help to keep my heart and mind near to the cross. I found an excellent one this year entitled, Jesus, Keep me Near the Cross. It is edited by Nancy Guthrie and includes compilations written by several Bible teachers and theologians. These meditations will draw you to the passion of Jesus on the cross, and they will enliven you to the power of His resurrection. This book leaves me in tears as I read it; what my Lord did for me on that cross, it will never loose its power!
(top photo) You must bring the yarn in front just as with any technique of purling. The needle goes under both strands of yarn when picking up the new stitch.
(bottom photo) Now here is what I do, using my finger, index or middle, I push the strand of yarn down, then use my needle to go back through the loop.
Tuesday, February 24, 2015
darning socks 101
Rilla whirled into the shadowy kitchen at Ingleside, where Susan was prosaically darning socks..."
Rilla of Ingleside
Lucy Maud Montgomery
This is the winter I have become occupied with learning to darn socks. I'll share some of the things I learned along the way and display several socks that needed darning, some obviously worse then others.
Number one: Darn the sock as soon as a hole becomes evident.
This sock had a small hole that darned up beautifully, my very first try at darning, so not the best, but I was onto something.
Number Two: Get yourself a Darning Egg.
While it is not completely necessary to have one in order to darn your sock, still it does help when you begin the process of weaving the threads.
Number three: If you do not have any leftover bits of the original yarn, or if the socks were a gift, then find a color that matches as close as possible.
You might want to choose a little heavier yarn. It works fine. I did this with one pair I darned.
I wore them out Saturday to breakfast, perfectly warm and comfortable they were to my feet that cold morning.
Number Four: The only other materials you will need is a pair of scissors,
and a yarn needle,
I found a needle with a bent edge at the end works best.
Number Five: Cut away any loose threads or fuzz.
I learned this from trial and error.
See those loose threads?
Snip them from the beginning instead of trying to darn around them.
Number Six: Work from the outside of the sock.
I tried both ways. Personally, I found that working from the outside of the sock
versus having the sock turned inside out,
made a better mend.
The sock on the left was darned from the inside, the one on the right was darned on the outside.
Number Seven: There is no science to the matter of darning.
You will simply weave across the hole.
You begin by going beyond the hole and picking up stitches with your needle until you get to the hole. At this point you proceed to run straight lines of yarn across the hole, this is your warp. From there you start to weave under and over, your weft.
I was thinking of frugality and the days of my grandmother who lived through the Great Depression. Oh, the stories she could tell. Yet, she never really wanted to remember those hard times. But, nonetheless, those days with all their economic trials were etched deeply into the lives of that generation. I wished my grandmother was still living so she could teach me her skill in darning socks. She would be able to share with me the little things she learned along the way.
Happy Darning!
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
black ashes and white snow
Ash Wednesday is what it is called. I am convinced that growing up in a denomination that did not participate in Ash Wednesday and Lent left holes in my spiritual life, a time included in the Easter season of which I now look forward to as a highlight on the church calendar, adding great depth to my celebration of Easter.
Lent was traditionally associated with a time of repentance, fasting, prayer and the giving of alms. It was given popularity by the church sometime around the middle of the fourth century. I purposely set myself to study church history, the origins of the church councils, the leaders of the church, the effects of how history in general has been affected by the church, etc. This includes the good, noble, and worthy as well as the evil, crooked, and distorted of all concerned.
Have mercy on me, O God,
according to your steadfast love;
according to your abundant mercy
blot out my transgressions.
Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity,
and cleanse me from my sin.
For I know my transgressions,
and my sin is ever before me.
Psalm 51:1-3
I do not attend a church that has an Ash Wednesday service. It does not matter. I have been preparing myself for the upcoming Lenten season and this morning I awakened and called out for His mercy, just as I do every day. I reflect on the beautiful terrible cross upon which Jesus died, and I rejoice in that atonement that purchased for me justification and eternal life.
Pleased I am that there is snow covering the ground this Ash Wednesday. When I go outside I secure a wool hat on my head to keep me warm. A simple hat knitted from the wool I spun from my own flock of Romney sheep many years ago.
"Though your sins are like scarlet
they shall be as white as snow;
"Though your sins are like scarlet
they shall be as white as snow;
though they are red as crimson,
they shall be like wool."
Isaiah 1:18
Monday, February 16, 2015
belated xoxo wishes
A dinner table for two set as the afternoon sun glowed off the crystal stemware. And the later arrival of long-stemmed red roses that adorned the table.
Menu:
Beef fillet
Salad
Baked potato
Asparagus
Molten Chocolate cake with strawberries
A recipe for the perfect Baked Potato
Scrub a evenly formed russet potato hard under cold running water until clean; one of the best parts of eating a perfectly baked potato is the skin, therefore, you do not want to leave any dirt on the skin. Nip away any blemishes or discolorations. Slit about four to five one" slashes around the potato, rub it with olive oil and roll in coarse or sea salt.
Bake in a 400 degree preheated oven for 45 minutes (five ounce potato), turning it over halfway through baking time. You can test for doneness by gently squeezing the middle of the potato. You are looking for a crusty skin and soft, tender middle. Do not overbake. I have found a convection oven needs to be lowered to 375 degrees and baked for 45 minutes.
Top with favorite toppings....delicious.
Wishing you love
( and perfectly baked potatoes)
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
hearty yarn-along
Whatever you might think of Valentines Day, or how you choose to acknowledge it, as February 14 approaches I usually find myself thinking of hearts, chocolate too for that matter, but that's another train to venture on at a later time. But I thought I would share some crocheted heart coasters with you just in case you might have an inkling to make some this Valentines Day. The pattern is found here. If your yarn stash is even slightly like mine you probably already have some red or pink yarn, so it might not require a run to the store to purchase the yarn for this project.
One day a few weeks back I was perusing the shelves at my local library, and this book caught my eye. I think the word daughter might have grabbed my attention at first. The Daughter's Walk by Jane Kirkpatrick is based on the true life event of Helga Estby and her daughter Clara who walked across the United States from Spokane, Washington to New York City in 1896. This book is a good read and a truly fascinating story.
Joining with Ginny's Yarnalong this Wednesday in February.
Friday, February 6, 2015
postcards of my day
In the morning...
In the afternoon...
In the evening...
A.M...Ruby red grapefruit, homemade wheat bread drizzled with our very own harvested honey
Afternoon...Crocheting red and pink hearts while watching Ligonier Connect Teaching Series
P.M....Red dutch oven recently scrubbed after braising chicken for our supper
Thursday, February 5, 2015
the coffee/hot chocolate bar
When discussion began in earnest about what extra things were desired for the reception, Rose's mind grasped her guests would be coming out on a cold winter evening. She proposed a coffee/hot chocolate bar with all the fixings.
Two days before the wedding, some of the wedding party showed up at my house to make triple portions of hot chocolate mix, and then they sat at my kitchen table and filled little tins with the hot chocolate mix that were to be given as favors.
Later that day, large marshmallows were dipped in white chocolate and swirled amidst little pearly beads with the sole purpose of being plunked into a mug of hot chocolate, a mass of floating winter charm bobbing in chocolate.
Hot Chocolate Mix
32 oz. Nesquick Chocolate Mix
25 oz. Powdered Milk
16 oz. Non-Dairy Creamer
1 lb. Powdered Sugar
Fancy Creamers were added to the bar, along with marshmallows, cinnamon sticks and crushed peppermint candy.
Two days before the wedding, some of the wedding party showed up at my house to make triple portions of hot chocolate mix, and then they sat at my kitchen table and filled little tins with the hot chocolate mix that were to be given as favors.
Later that day, large marshmallows were dipped in white chocolate and swirled amidst little pearly beads with the sole purpose of being plunked into a mug of hot chocolate, a mass of floating winter charm bobbing in chocolate.
Hot Chocolate Mix
32 oz. Nesquick Chocolate Mix
25 oz. Powdered Milk
16 oz. Non-Dairy Creamer
1 lb. Powdered Sugar
Fancy Creamers were added to the bar, along with marshmallows, cinnamon sticks and crushed peppermint candy.
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
a wedding program
Surprisingly, of all the things I did as the wedding planner for my daughter's wedding, by far the most challenging was the creating and filling in of the wedding ceremony's program. It took the greatest time and effort for me to complete a finished, perfect copy of the ceremony's order of events along with the listing of the wedding party's names.
And I had support and help in a wonderful person who put all my information on the computer for printing. She also printed the first batch of programs, trimming and folding all 200 of them! Yes, I did say, first batch. After several times of proofreading, thinking I was going over them with a fine-tuned comb, having others look at them, still, the groom's maternal grandfather's name showed up spelled wrong on the final copies!
I had to build up nerve to call this wonderful person and ask her if she would please reprint them. Then one evening my husband, Charlotte and I sat at the dining room table and we cut and folded all 200 of this second batch. If I had not already realized it, at this point I was assured this wonderful person did not charge me nearly enough!
And I had support and help in a wonderful person who put all my information on the computer for printing. She also printed the first batch of programs, trimming and folding all 200 of them! Yes, I did say, first batch. After several times of proofreading, thinking I was going over them with a fine-tuned comb, having others look at them, still, the groom's maternal grandfather's name showed up spelled wrong on the final copies!
I had to build up nerve to call this wonderful person and ask her if she would please reprint them. Then one evening my husband, Charlotte and I sat at the dining room table and we cut and folded all 200 of this second batch. If I had not already realized it, at this point I was assured this wonderful person did not charge me nearly enough!
But we were extremely pleased with the final program.
Leslie, will be helping to plan her daughter's wedding in the future. I did this post especially with her in mind!
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