Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Craft Yoga

Sometimes you need to take a break and do something just for fun.  Some crafting yoga like this branch weaving.
 
After two weeks of non stop sewing and knitting for our grandson's first birthday I needed something like this.  Over and under...... 



 
Here's some photos of Jools' birthday presents. 
 
I made this handsome guy's birthday shorts and tie and mommy's pinafore.
 


 
And his birthday book.....
 





 
 


 
And then lots of knitted balls because balls are his favorite things.
 


 
Soft and easy to grab hold of.....


 
And a basket to gather them into.
 



And now I'm back at it.  Our granddaughter turns one in a week and a half!  

Saturday, May 2, 2015

Wildflower Nature Study



 
Recently I've been reading Outlander by Diana Gabaldon.  While I have a great many problems with the story, one being how quickly she adapts to her new situation, I do admire one talent in the main character.  She knows her botany.  Something I admired in my own father.  So for this new growing season I have set a goal to learn about the wildflowers growing around me.
 



 
These beauties are Dame's Rocket, a member of the mustard family.  They were originally planted by the early settlers but eventually became naturalized.
 


 
Yellow rocket, Barbarea vulgaris, was named for Saint Barbara the patron saint of artillerymen.  They used it to soothe wounds caused by explosions. 
 
 
I love seeing them in the grass fields.
 
 
 
 
The Star of Bethlehem, a bulb flower, is another that escaped cultivation and became naturalized.  You would think with the religious reference it would be a nice plant but the entire plant is poisonous and causes harm to livestock. 
 
 
This structure, according to local history was built as a stage coach stop.  The rock corral where they kept the horses is actually on our land.
 
 
In the 50's it was owned by a woman named Cass Coe.  Legend has it that her flowers were so beautiful she became the envy of the community.  And people would come from all over to sit and listen to her tell tales of local history.  Now we can only see glimpses of the flowers she tended, themselves becoming wildflowers of sorts.
 
So this is what I've learned so far about what's growing along the roadside and in the fields near me.  Of course I could be wrong.  So many look alike.  If indeed you know that I am mistaken I would love to hear from you!

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

A Mother’s Moment


During the recent Baltimore riots a mother became an internet sensation when she recognized her son and pulled him out of the violence.

 
A dear friend of ours, (white), posted the much seen photo on her facebook news feed with a leading message to her own sons stating she would do the same.  What followed in the comments thread was a shocking eye opener.   

 
Now I believe that mother did what all mother’s would do.  She was saving her son.  And I believe she acted out of fear.

 
In America, when injustices needed to be changed they have been changed in the streets. Protests, and protests that have turned into riots, and riots that have even turned into war, have led the way to change.

 
I also believe that it’s human nature, black or white, that angry youths (especially males) don’t always contain their anger.  In life anger often erupts into violence. 

 
Right now we all have a reason to be angry.  Black men are dying at the hands of law enforcement.  And the only way to change it is to bring it to the streets.  And if you were watching Baltimore yesterday, you saw older adult black men out in force to teach the younger adults and teenagers a better way to be heard.

 
I’ve taken a long time to get to the point but there’s much I wanted to say.

 
My childhood years were lived during the 1960’s and 70’s in a mostly white town fifteen minutes from East St. Louis Illinois, in a family where the adults used the “n” word often.  Even as a young child I knew the word was wrong. I knew it was hurtful, ugly.  But changes were fought for and made and the nation evolved.  We became better. There came a time when the adults stopped using that word.

 
The opening commenter on that facebook thread wrote that the mother should, “kick that “n” ass for being a “n”.  And what came after was a slew of comments defending the man’s statement.  I was horrified.  I still am.  How can these people, who I imagine are the same demographic as me, still feel this way all of these years later?

 
I would bet that each of these people consider themselves to be Christians.  Where is their compassion, their empathy? Where is their tolerance?  Why do they feel superior?  I would also bet they have had very little experience or none at all, being the target of discrimination.  I would also bet they’ve forgotten the feeling of being young, passionate and angry.  Maybe they are very lucky they were born white in America.  Yes, now that is a blessing to be thankful for in their church.

 
This kind of ignorance is unforgivable.  How can we hope to live in a tolerant and peaceful world if we can’t even live in tolerance and peace in our own nation and our own homes?

Sunday, April 19, 2015

Teacher's Library Skirt

I originally made this skirt, found on Living With Punks Blog, for Olivia a year ago to start kindergarten in. 
 
When my daughter, (an elementary special education teacher in the inner city), saw it she asked me to make her one to teach in.
 
 
 




 
The adult version turned out just as cute as the child size.  But then the teacher is pretty cute too.
 
 
Apologies for the poor quality photos.  I sewed up to the last minute before giving it to her as a birthday gift.  Photos were taken with my phone at the party.

Friday, April 10, 2015

Quick Knit!

I was looking for a pattern to knit for the spring; something to layer for cooler temps.  I came across just what I was looking for in the aptly named Mud Season, that season between winter and spring.
 
This sweater is the quickest I've ever knitted, finishing in just under two weeks.  And that's with all of the Easter projects I was working on!


 

 I made it a size larger and I couldn't have been more pleased with it.  I'm not really fond of snug fitting sweaters. 
 
 
You can find the pattern here.  Happy knitting!

Monday, November 3, 2014

Flint Hills Rail Trail



I am lucky to live along a rail trail where we ride our bikes every morning.

 


 
This rail trail runs along the Marais des Cygnes River.

 
So far this season I have picked wild hops, sand plums and persimmons along our trail; and witnessed so much wild life.

Last week I discovered that on the seven mile section I ride every morning there is a hidden treasure box......Geocaching!
 

 
It made a gorgeous fall morning ride even more fun!
 
 
 
I had already planned to gather some foliage for a special pumpkin I wanted to carve for our granddaughters.
 

 
A fall fairy house!


Monday, October 27, 2014

Shower Gifts

Our youngest is getting married Thanksgiving weekend!  Needless to say, I've been stitching up a storm.  I wanted to share the shower gifts I made for them.....

 
They are having a book theme at their wedding.  The quilt has fabric strips stacked to look like books.  This is my third quilt that I've embroidered an Emily Dickinson poem on.
 




 
I've made many embroidered portraits.  This is the first I have made into a pillow.  I used the photo below.....