Friday, July 29, 2022

Dog Days of Summer

One of the things I can keep up on with weather apps on my phone, is what kinds of weather my friends and family are having. Today, its raining is Tucson, with thundershowers this morning. My son in North Carolina, chance of thundershowers this afternoon. As my husband says, we just get shade. We are on day 19 of over 100 degrees. When we start getting at this point in summer, I get happy we are going to start breaking records, and I am so thankful for air conditioning, because I can hook and hook to my hearts content. I finished Magdalena's Goat and got her steamed. It might be awhile before I get her bound though. You know due to the over 100 degree days. 

My goal for this rug was to use only worms from my stash. I thought in my mind that I would make a dent in those bags of worms I had from past projects. I was trying to think like Magdalena might have thought and used up what I had. Nope, I didn't even make a dent. I did dig though bags to find colors like the reds when I would run short but I think they reproduce on their own. I feel like I have even more worms than I did before. I would say that this rug tested me in every area of my hooking ability. I would look at pictures online and stare at the pictures, but try as I might, my own style comes through. Which really is that a thing? I don't know but I never could reproduce what I saw. So about from the neck up on the goat, I just hooked for me. I wanted to get to other rugs for fall. Which I already have a jillion of anyway, but I still like the fall color palate. 

I dyed wool on Wednesday. I think dyeing wool is like unwrapping presents. Every time I pull something out of the dye pot, its a surprise. I was dyeing colors for this rug. 

This is what I am working on now. Halloween Gothic by Therese Shick. I just loved the colors. It says on her Etsy page she is going to be at Sauder in August at Booth #H16. I would love to see her booth if I ever get there. Which I would love to go someday. Here are the colors I dyed.

I just enjoy overdying colors that I have that might have been for another project and taking out and having something brand new. I even went though all of my wool and folded it and straightened everything out. I have love everything about rug hooking. Hooking, designing and dyeing. I love binding too. There is just something so calming to my soul to have a rug to hook. 

I noticed this last week that Cammie Bruce reopened her Etsy shop. Baskets of Wool Studio. I was so happy. I have missed her. I ordered some rugs as soon as I saw her notice. 

That Polka Dot Pumpkin has been on my Pinterest for a long time. I loved it when she first showed it on her blog. I decided it was time I bought it. I bought Love my Black Dog, sort of in remembrance of Sasha. I was going to do it a long time ago, and now I finally have it, but we will see if I can. I just keep hoping this hole in my heart goes away at some point. All those voices in my head that tell me to just buck up and move on and quit being a baby, really are there. When I catch myself, looking for her. 

The house we stayed in in Tucson, had all of this Southwest art in it. I loved this painting and I don't know why I like it but you know not really what I have in my house. But I loved this. I would love to do a rug of it at some point. I just loved the colors and everything in it. It makes me think of those pictures  I would do as a kid where I would tear different kinds of paper to make mountains and glue pictures on it. Did you ever do that in school? I think it would be nice to do a rug like that. Another thing I liked was on I 10 there is this bridge and I love this sun.  

I just think it is so cool. I took pictures of that whole wall as we were driving by at 70 miles a hour. It just makes me happy to see it. 

Well its almost August. I have all of these lovely rug patterns to hook and so many nice things to think about and adjust. Thank you for stopping by. I really thought about doing a Twaddle post, but when I sat down, it ended up being about rug hooking. 
I hope your weekend is lovely, thank you so much for stopping by.


“The mullein had finished blooming, and stood up out of the pastures like dusty candelabra. The flowers of Queen Anne's lace had curled up into birds' nests, and the bee balm was covered with little crown-shaped pods. In another month -- no, two, maybe -- would come the season of the skeletons, when all that was left of the weeds was their brittle architecture. But the time was not yet. The air was warm and bright, the grass was green, and the leaves, and the lazy monarch butterflies were everywhere.”
― Elizabeth Enright 


Monday, July 18, 2022

The Desert Southwest

 We are home after a short vacation to see our oldest daughter and her family. We spent one fun filled, lovely time with our grand children. I enjoyed every minute. Of course time goes by so quick and its time to come back home. The monsoon's seem to have followed us, and we got up this morning to cloudy skies and rain. Very rare for July. We rented this lovely house in the hills above Tucson. You had to drive down this rocky, washed out looking road, really more of a track than a road. The whole time we were there, we only saw people once. One morning there were five coyotes in front of the house. Three teenager coyotes fighting and wrestling and a big Mom and Dad. Lots of wildlife. A funny lizard who thought the house was his, who barked at Ron when he came up on the porch one day. 

 That was the house, and it was made out of adobe. It was wonderful and cool. I am so glad to get back to my windows and light. Of course, green. I never think its that green here but driving home yesterday, its really green here. Ron is down there watching me because I am up on the hill exploring. It was higher than it looked from sitting in the living room. We were only 10 minutes from town. 

I don't post pictures of my grands very much just because I don't like Google having pictures of them and using facial recognition software on them. I bought some sewing kits and the older girls loved them. This picture made me so happy to see them all on the couch sewing. I am in the background with the babies. I would sit with them every so often and sew a bit. It was lovely. 

So it was just the best kind of trip. We have seven grand children there five girls and two boys. I always loved this age in my life. There are teenagers to talk to and the middle ones to laugh at the funny things they say, and the babies to rock. I was thinking about my daughter and this time of life really is the best. Nothing better than sitting with them all and just talking while rocking a baby. 


This was my sewing and hooking partner. Before we left, I knew I had to put her to sleep. I knew she was getting worse, and I knew she was coming to an end. She had cancer and I knew she wasn't going to get better. I haven't been able to blog, because every time I sat down it was all I could think about. This was by far the hardest thing I have done in such a long time. I have cried just going down the dog food aisle. I dreaded coming home to a no dog house. Especially this dog. I have had so many dogs in my lifetime, but never one like this one. That was her chair and we sat together every afternoon like this. I don't think I will get another dog. But we will see. Never in my whole life have I been without a dog. One of my first memories was of my Mom's dog named Chick. She was like a Border Collie, and she guarded me when I was at my grandparents. So having a first memory of a dog, its hard to think of the rest of my life being without one. But, after having the best dog of my life, why mess up perfect. 

I didn't get much sewing or hooking done. I hooked 7 loops. That's it. I had so much more to do like going outside to see sun sets and sunrises. To see the monsoon start rolling in about 3:00 and watch the light shows from the porch and finally the rain. I loved watching the birds come on the porch with the lizards to get away from the heat and the lighting and thunder. 

I hope you have a lovely new week. Its so nice to be home. We still have Max and how thankful for that cat. I thought moving was hard, I thought giving up my chickens was hard. But saying goodbye to Sasha was by far the hardest thing ever. Its going to take me awhile I think. 

Bye for now,

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
---Robert Frost---


Monday, June 20, 2022

Good Ole Summertime

I thought it was time to sit down and blog. I wish that I had something earth shattering to tell you about. Life has been pretty normal. I have been reading and visiting the library. Do you know it still makes me feel as happy going to the library as it did the first time my Mom ever took me to check out books? 

We are going to Tucson to visit our daughter and her family soon. I am so excited to get to see them. It feels like forever. One of my grand daughters loves the books about Ramona and Beezus by Beverly Cleary.  This last week at the library, I checked out Ramona books. I wanted to be able to tell my grand daughter and ask her questions about Ramona. I have always loved children's fiction. In fact, I would say some of the best books I have ever read are children's fiction. Elisabeth Enright, Ralph Moody, L.M. Montgomery. I just look at my book shelves, and I see Laura Ingalls Wilder and Meindert DeJong. I could go on and on, but reading children's fiction is like climbing up on my favorite tree, and sitting high up in its branches and looking down from my perch while deeply living in another world, with the sound of the wind in the leaves and having that vacation to another place, with friends who shaped my life.


 I have been making my way though Rosamund Pilcher books this summer. I am reading some of her short stories that originally were published in Good Housekeeping. Very nice, simple stories about nice people. 

The other night I decided to do a google search on my grandparents. Its amazing the things that are on the web now. I found this picture last night.


This is my grandparents. I never in my whole life have seen this picture. It was uploaded by someone who I did not know, nor have I ever heard of. That is my grandfather, he is holding my uncle and my grandmother is holding my Mom. That house I believe is my great, great grandparents. I still think my grand father is one of the nicest looking man I ever saw. 

I think this is the house in that picture. My grandmother wouldn't have been born yet and my great, great grandpa is still alive in the picture. On July 14, 1919 he was trying to get the hay in before a thunderstorm hit. As he was going through a fence, lighting struck and traveled down the fence and hit him as he touched the wire. He was killed and when I would visit my great grandmother as a kid, on her dressing table was the change that had been in his pocket with his glasses all welded together. I would pick them up and look at them every time I visited. She lived next door to my grandmother who lived next to us, so I was always in and out of their houses. Which now with my grand children living in different states, I really see how wonderful it was to have my grandparents and great grandparents in my life. 

Lighting like that. Here in California, we never experience weather like they do in the rest of the country. So hopefully when I get to Tucson, it will be monsoon time and I might get to see a little weather. 

I hope as I look around google I will be able to find some more pictures, I have found the graves so now if I went on a search I would know where people are buried. I would like to go visit some of the graves of my greats. 

I hope that this is a great week for you. I hope to get some hooking done this week. I wish you all the best. 


 “The crickets felt it was their duty to warn everybody that summertime cannot last for ever. Even on the most beautiful days in the whole year - the days when summer is changing into autumn - the crickets spread the rumor of sadness and change.” "Charlotte's Web, E.B. White"

(Every night now, we sit outside to hear the crickets song, before we go to bed, to be reminded of the beauty of a summer night in June.) K.

Friday, June 3, 2022

Happy June

 Happy June! 

I love it when summer gets here! I love all of the fresh fruit and the summer flowers. I love how it is warm in the morning and having coffee outside just as the sun peeks over the mountains. My very favorite though, is school getting out. I remember how much fun it was taking my kids with me to run errands and now I am so happy that the young mother's that live around me don't have to get up at the crack of dawn to take kids to school. 

I know maybe you might not have noticed but I was missing for awhile. Google said I violated the terms of service. They locked my blog down and I couldn't get to it. I know that if you have read my blog for awhile, I work really hard trying not to be political or say or write anything else. As I looked around I found that they had changed it so they can see what I watch on You Tube. I do watch political things on there and I made sure  I changed it so they didn't monitor that, but I am sure now they watch what I say on my Gmail. So I guess there are bots that catch words that might be politically incorrect.

Freedom of speech and thought police are real. We are not only living 1984 but also Brave New World. 

We painted our guest bathroom and put in new flooring last week. I was so excited that I have no projects this weekend.

Just fun stuff like weeding the garden and getting back to Magdalena's Goat. I took a little break to work on this rug. Now I have to bind it. Its a cute rug and its been a fun project. 

Our youngest son proposed to Belle this week. She said yes! So the last one of the six will be married. 

I am so thrilled. I feel really blessed. 

 I thought this was a cute picture of them. Her life will never be boring. I just loved this picture. 


My cactus bloomed last week. The flowers only last one day. I missed taking of the other two, but for the first time there are a second set of blooms so hopefully I will catch them this time. 

I hope you have a lovely weekend. I am so glad summer is here. Since I got my blog taken down, 

I am going to post this picture, just because. 

It tickled me. So if they take me down, at least it will be because I posted something worth taking down.

Hopefully, my blog will stay up, but if I do end up being taken down, you will know why. 


“Happiness is making the most of what you have, and riches is making the most of what you've got.”
 Rosamunde Pilcher, The Shell Seekers

Friday, May 6, 2022

Hello May

 Queen of the Procrastinators. That's me. Its already May 6th and I am just getting to my blog. I really don't have anything to show for it either. May is a huge birthday month for us as well as my own. Someone had sent me a text of what not to buy on my birthday because well it was #your birthday. It tickled me so much that I laughed and I had really been ignoring my birthday. Remember the Beatles song, When I am 64? Well that's me. I remember when that song came out and I was little, and I thought, "Will I ever be that old?" Well it happened and here I am. My Mom passed away at 30 and my Dad at 67 so by the insurance man, I am on borrowed time. So I guess from here on out every year is going to be lived on the edge. Which I think is a pretty good way to live. 

Its been really pretty here this week. I hope to get the garden planted this weekend. I normally have it all planted by Mother's Day. We have painting on the agenda for next weekend. Putting in a new bathroom floor too. I know going into it to cover the dark brown will be at least 4 coats of paint. That makes it so hard for me to even want to start. But since it made it to the blog just now. It will be a go. 

When I mention things on my blog like that, I make myself do what I said. Kind of a over the top to do list. 

Don't you love that picture? I have my cast iron pot just like it. I love this picture so much. The thing I love about my cast iron pot like that is the story that goes with it. Ron's Grandpa said, " His Mom used to make her soap in the front yard, so that she would have people to talk to as they walked down the street." I always imagine her like this standing and stirring her soap. Or doing the washing while she heated water. I wonder what would happen in this fancy, smancy neighborhood if I took some rocks and put them out in my front yard and brought out the pot and started a fire and started heating water? When Ron and I put up the Bigfoot on our fence, it caused some consternation. I have told you that right? I have a eight foot Bigfoot screwed into the fence by the side gate. I love watching the people driving by or walking by and staring. Delivery people always want to talk about it. If you ever want to change the subject when someone is talking ask, " So what do you think of Bigfoot?" Its a great subject to talk about. It has kept me entertained for hours, listening and even hearing great stories. 

This week I was listening to a lady talk about Cherokee Little People were real. I like stories like that too. Now for my story. Only because I was thinking about it this week. When I was a little girl. I was outside on my swing set. I loved my swing set and spent hours out there on it. We lived in a really new housing area that had been rural and foothills. My Mom had growing in this corner under her kitchen window a corner flowerbed. She had this huge elephant ear plant growing there. It had taken over the whole flowerbed. As I sat on my swing, it occurred to me behind that plant would be the best place to make a play house. I was for most of my life, always looking for that secret place to make a play house. 

I went over to the elephant ears and pulled them back thinking I was going to go behind them and up against the wall of the house to have my own secret place. Somehow I knew there would be room for little ole me. As I pulled up the leaves what should I see but two tiny people, a man and a lady. I was about 3 so I wasn't very big, but I towered over them. I scared them and they scared me. I screamed and ran in the house. I remember I was hysterical and my Mom couldn't understand what I was saying, and when she finally could understand me, she wanted me to show her. I knew no way was I going to even look. She finally carried me out there and I was still crying and she moved the elephant ears and they were gone. She said, maybe I imagined it. Maybe it was just the way the leaves were looking. But nope, it was a little man and a little woman. As I listened to this lady last week, I knew that maybe I did see just little people. I have thought about it for years and years. I don't know what to say except they were little people and do you know, I never as long as we lived there never ever went near to those elephant ears or that flowerbed? Odd I guess, but the jump to Big Foot isn't very far for me. 

That is what happens when I don't have much to show for this week, you get these crazy stories that really I have never told anyone except my husband and my kids. I am sure that you my readers and bloggers had amazing things you saw or did at one time. I would love to read about it if you are so inclined. I love stories. 

I hope you have a lovely weekend,


“Today you are You, that is truer than true.

There is no one alive who is Youer than You.”

Happy Birthday to You! by Dr. Seuss

Monday, April 18, 2022

Lovely Spring Days

 I hope you all had a nice Easter. We did. It was such a beautiful day. Perfect weather. Lovely people to visit with. 

This is my current project. When I saw it, I thought oh easy peasy. I could whip this out and get it framed and it will be so much fun. It has the loveliest colors. Then I got the pattern. It has six pages! 

Six very involved pages.I don't know if I am the slowest cross stitcher in the world but I have been working on that tiny roof on that house for three days. I feel like I am no closer either. Did I mention that is has the prettiest colors. After I did The Eye is on The Sparrow, by Beth Twist, I never wanted to do a big project. I think I worked on that for three years. Two pages has been my max. I still really like it so maybe that part will win out.  Its much bigger than that picture. 

I am ready to get back to Magdalena's Goat. I really love this pattern and I love how it is turning out. 

He is a really nice goat. I thought I had more done. It will be so nice to get back to this, but I am beginning to wonder about my sanity and why do I have to always make big projects? When I was reading Saundra's blog from her rug camp, those giant rugs she posted pictures of, really had me wondering how long would one of those take.( ***I slapped myself upside the head and came back to my senses.)

One of the things I do love is working on wool projects from Blackberry Primitives. I have always wondered what certain colors were in some of Maggie's patterns so I ordered some wool and some velvet. Oh what wonderful colors and textures. 

The top picture is velvet and the bottom is wool. I love having all of these lovely colors to work with.

I forgot to post this picture of one of the other projects I finished last week.

I think I will frame it. Its not something I do that much, frame things. It was such a fun little project though. It was fast too. One single piece of pattern. 

I have the house cleaned up from yesterday now. Time to move on toward May. We have lots of birthdays in May. I think even more than March birthdays. 

I hope that wherever you are today is the best day ever. 



I take for granted one of the things I love about California, is the fresh fruit and vegetables. This week, I saw so many little fruit stands with strawberries. When I made my jam last week, it was with all fresh berries. I remember talking to a lady from Cambodia. She was one of the boat people a long time ago. She said, that coming here was so shocking after starving, to see all of the food that grows every where. I was reminded of that this week.  

Saturday, April 16, 2022

Happy Easter

 This is my favorite picture that I have in my photo albums. I love that there was an empty tomb and I have the benefits of all that happened during that week. 

I hope whatever and wherever you are you have an awesome day. 

I have been AWOL this week. I always call it selfish on my part. I did all of the things I love to do and try not to feel guilty.

I made jam. Three berry, (raspberry,blueberry,strawberry) and strawberry raspberry. I made loaves of cinnamon raisin bread and regular bread so everyone would have fresh bread and fresh jam. My house smelled wonderful, like berry cobbler. Which I love. 

I hooked, sewed and finished projects. 

I finished this Stacy Nash. It is really such a pretty pattern. I think I will try and do the winter one called Merry, Merry. 


I finally finished this one by Brenda Gervais. I am not a very fast finisher. I have this issue, I have to have a clean house and the laundry done, and sometimes even the flowerbeds cleaned. Which is why I am not a very fast finisher. Oh, and of course, I don't have to go anyplace nor can anyone be at home. 

I have no idea why I must meet my own criteria, but all of those things must be met for me to get out my sewing machine. I think that is why I quit quilting. As each of my babies came, it got harder and harder to find days to do that. 

Next I finished this.

I dug it out and worked on it, as much as I could. I am about the worst punch needle person in the world. I stab myself so much that my hands will hurt for days. I got it finished though. If I did these projects more than I do, I am sure I would get better with the craft. Its hard though, as Max, the cat, thinks that needle threader is the most amazing thing he has ever saw. He will creep in and find it and run away with it. I have got smarter because I see him walk in and hide it first. He always is so disappointed. He steals my rug hook but that is much easier to find. I will put my rug hook in the bottom of my sewing basket and he will dig around until he finds it and then he carries it to the front door. I have no clue why. He tries to hide it under the hooked rug at the front door. 

Then I finally finished the Whale rug. Which means I finished hooking it and I have steamed it. Now I need to bind it and steam it again, so I am almost finished. Its such a lovely rug. 

 I am looking forward to finishing this one. I drew out two rug patterns and I would like to start those after I finish up Magdalena's goat. My rug list never seems to go down. I have a basket of projects I wanted to do for this year, and I keep adding to them. 

We are having the I never know what to call them, our kids? Our young adults and their wives and husbands? Those grown people who live here in this town? You know those people, for dinner on Easter Sunday. We should have lovely weather. Of course, I will make too much food. It will be nice though. I will miss the older two and their families. I am getting the urge to go visiting. I really need to see our grands. I have forgot the hard part about driving for 4 days to North Carolina. I can only remember what fun it was to go camping for two weeks, being with our grands and our kids. Talking all hours and just enjoying being together.

Then of course, all I can remember when we drive that 10 hours to Tucson, how beautiful the desert is, how good I feel in the desert. I feel like I bounce up and down on the seat like a little kid because I will get to see the Arizona grands and their Mom and Dad. I just need to try and ignore that price of gas thing. 

That is the Petrified Forest by the way. The part that they let you see. One thing I learned on that trip was the government really keeps the good stuff for themselves, and they don't want you to see anything that will change the narrative of what they want you to believe. It was kind of eye opening. You aren't supposed to take any petrified wood, but down the road as you are coming into the park, are three huge places you can go buy all you want. 

I have to go start my cooking and baking. Its cloudy outside and a great day to bake to my hearts content. 

I hope you have a lovely day, thank you so much for stopping by my blog today.


"He is not here: for he is risen, as he said."

Matthew 28:6