Time, The Longest Distance

Conundrum

Stumped by that old arch enemy “time?” How to get everything made in time for Christmas? Even though you went to all those craft shows and told the vendors you could make it yourself? And some of them (me) actually encouraged you to make it yourself and keep traditions going. There are never enough crocheters, quilters, creators.

But then the closer these holidays get, the less time we seem to have. It’s a riddle how it gets away. “Time flies when you’re having fun.” “Time is what we want most, but we use worst.” And the list goes on and on.

Well by creating those handmade items at all those craft shows, I’m selling you back that time. Hand crafted items can be found by just perusing local markets even up to Christmas Eve. Or you can go online and find an Etsy store that has just about everything hand made you could imagine.

After all, “Regret for wasted time is more wasted time.”     

A Little Elbow Grease

Confused“>Confused

Spent a day at my daughter’s apartment getting things fine-tuned. Like calling the maintenance people about the shower. It’s supposed to flip up and turn on according to the email received after we both took baths without a shower or drain stopper. Interesting start to the day. And more for the shopping list. 


Then there was a freezer to defrost. Boy am I old. Defrost? She said. She’s aware of what that means but confused on how to do that. Mom to the rescue!


But while waiting for ice 


There’s this. 

Quiet time to crochet and listen to favorite tunes. I’m not confused in the least on how to spend a day alone 🙂

Maybe

Maybe

The Missouri State Fair begins tomorrow and it’s only a hop and skip for me down the Katy Trail from home. There’s a chance I’ll go. Maybe.

My Photo

Weather and sunsets can be pretty inviting, along with cotton candy and corn dogs.

Then there’s those quilts.

It’s still up in the air…….

Paper Bag

Joke

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After a grocery trip to the local Walmart, we watched this family leave the store and I saw them jokingly put the bag on the young girl’s head. Before this somehow goes viral, she was not being kidnapped.

The following conversation ensued in a group text. I was driving 😉

Bad Bag Day

I love when I don’t have to write this stuff. And that eye roll ……..

Inez

Muse

As a noun, it means a person — especially a woman — who is a source of artistic inspiration

Naming a few I would consider inspirational is fairly easy in this computer age. So many people contribute ingenious ideas on all those sharing sites that you get wrapped up in; almost addicted to at times. But there is always at least one who was the most influential in the beginning.

Inez Davis Reed Hunter

Grandmother, mother, wife, one-room-schoolhouse teacher, Depression Era Survivor, Veteran wife and mother, Farmer’s wife, Cook and host of many large, Sunday family dinners, Musician, church member, organizer, teacher and volunteer, 4-H club leader/charter founder for local club still in existence, Seamstress/crafter, Caretaker, Taxi for the grands, Cheerleader for all, Woman of Faith.

Miss her and all her wisdom.

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Feeling Unstoppable

Unstoppable

I got a Fall issue of Love of Crochet in the mail today….. I’m Smitten!File_000 (41)

I’m not a novelist writer at all but there’s a feeling I’m pretty sure they get when a mountain of ideas hits you all at once and you have to start writing them down.

I’m there.

Unstoppable.

The List

I have officially started ‘The List’.  Creative  barrier has been jumped.

Now I just need the Time.

The Birds Were Singing/Crisis

Crisis

July 27, 2016Were is the key word this morning.

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In strolled Scooter. Notice her urban camouflage. Do birds see in color or just black and white?

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Away flew the birds. And I mean it becomes quite still once she’s been spotted.

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Bird crisis averted at this time. There have been quite a few feather clumps found around the garden lately though. I promise we feed this cat twice a day.

 

 

Elusive Orange Organism

Elusive

Gardening sometimes lends surprises, even to veteran gardeners. We  rotate, fertilize, weed, use organic bug and fungus deterrents. We weed, water appropriately, watch for evidence of wildlife invasions and pray for a good year.

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Here we have a dainty lil pumpkin plant that is currently yielding maybe 2 pumpkins, not visible in this photo at the current time. It’s only July though, right?

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In contrast, this is our composting area. There is a corral under there and our extra fence, posts, planters and what-have-you. This is another pumpkin plant and was a volunteer. The mother-in-law tossed her old pumpkin there last fall and now we have this spralled-out monster with 16-inch leaves and what appears to be only flowers.

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And they really are beautiful flowers.

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But if you dig around, there are basketball-sized pumpkins in this great abyss. Gonna get my goat-roper boots out and pull some of these elusive beauties this evening. Can’t wait!!!