Saturday, November 1, 2014

All Hallow's Eve~~~All Saint's Day

All Hallow's Eve
Penguin Iona

The Chimney Sweep
Mary Poppins

All Saint's Day

Doesn't look inviting

A Great Day to Bake

Banana breads, One with walnuts. Two types of  apple muffins.
Strawberry, raspberry, apple crisp.
Jacob's 27th Birthday

Jacob comes over on his birthday

Leather wrap journal with hand made paper

We will celebrate Jacob with a family birthday dinner tomorrow evening

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

I Ramble

I write many paragraphs in my mind. I write poetry. I write prose. I write thoughts. I "try" to write feelings, but, that's a little hard. 3 am- I write, Well, sort of. I don't crawl out of temporary hibernation to find a pencil or turn on the computer. It's all in my head. I write stories for the grand children. I encourage my daughters by writing letters to them of what NOT to do as a mama AND all the wonderful imaginative everydays that bring life and laughter. I write to my sons of how proud of them I am. I write of friendships. I write of love. David. I don't know how to put down in words such a holy-deep love. If I could, I would write you songs. They probably would sound silly, school girlish.
My thoughts ramble..go from one place to another.
"They were smiling at each other as if this was the beginning of the world."

"I want the cottage. I want the green grass and the tomato plants. I want the peace in you; the front porch rocking chair lullaby; our cricket legs rubbing together under the covers. We can’t have it all. I know that, but humor me. We can’t have it all, but we can have most of it." -Caitlyn Siehl

Monday, October 27, 2014


“ Almost every time I go to this cafe in the late afternoon, I see the couple sitting at the same window table. They are both attractive, middle aged, and well dressed. The one really noticeable thing about them is the woman’s auburn red hair. I’m always pleased to see them because they appear to be genuinely content with each other’s company. They are almost always reading magazines or newspapers and drinking something. They rarely speak to each other but there is a peace around them, a balance you can almost physically see in certain couples. When one has finished with their reading material they automatically hand it to their partner. The other takes it without a word and lays it down on the seat between them. The person without the magazine drinks their coffee or looks out the window until the other is finished reading. Then they talk for a brief time, sometimes laughing quietly, always paying full attention to what is being said. They are like an island of tranquility in the middle of all the human rush. Seeing them, watching them, invariably makes me feel a little better. ”

—    Jonathan Carroll

Hobbit Holes

Sunday, October 26, 2014

Winding Down

"I want to be an elegant, classy lady who goes to concert halls to hear symphonies, and who speaks French fluently and goes to art museums and galas and lovely things like that, but I also want to just wear flannels and jeans and live in a cabin in the woods and have an organic farm."

Waiting for Omelettes

Our favorite place to be. Together.