Tilling the soil...

I am one of those..."She who loves a garden."

There are gnomes in my garden, that's for sure.

Today I gave purposeful thought to gratitude.

I am ever so thankful!

I love to read...

I collect books on gardening, herb lore and other things. 

 Wonderful words and useful information.

Isn't knowledge devine?

 

Aunty's duck...

Here's Henry on Christmas Day; photo taken with new camera which was Christine's (me) Christmas gift from Ray (he's always updating me, you know).  This was Hen's absolute favorite present, from Aunty Donna, of course.

Question of the day...

Socks for Janet, Kiana and Kristen, in that order.

Christine, when will you be posting new sewing projects?  I hope to switch back to sewing very soon, especially since I finally just finished knitting these three pairs of socks; a promise long overdue.  Knitting these was on and off, and then on again; I missed the Christmas deadline.  They will go into the mail to New Mexico this weekend; it's still winter and the weather is cold enough for socks to still be useful.  The joyful part is completion;  completing projects provides a great feeling of satisfaction and accomplishment.

Wishful fashionista...

Pictures I placed into Christine's style file...for fun; for inspiration.  So me thinks we can adapt and tweak these looks a bit to suit Chris better; because she's 60, because she's 5' 2-1/2" (note the extra 1/2"...every inch counts, you know).  In the the picture on the left, change the skirt to a pair of trousers or jeans, and the shoe to loafers, always with comfort in mind.  On the right, scale down this fabulous artsy jacket just a bit, in length and volume, to better fit her petite frame; we can sew this jacket easily, I think.  The styling is devine.  On referring to Christine as petite, this requires certain clarification; she is short but not slender (not anymore anyhows); she is sturdy but, nevertheless, petite...just for the record.

Today's reflection...

I took a class at Herd's Nursery and made this miniature fairy garden

There's me 'n Ray and, of course, then there's Henry; we reside together in peace and we are happy.  I cook and bake and sew and knit and do little artsy stuff from time to time; that's what I do, what I have always ever done, from the time I have kept a home of my own; sometimes in balance, sometimes in chaos, my core strength remains intact.  Ray goes to work and comes home and then goes to work again, but soon he'll retire.  I have two sons but they have gone away from us; grownup men now with lives of their own.  I am a better person than I once was.  Can't change the past, you know; learn to forgive yourself as well as others, and then move forward.  With that, growth happens, or at least I hope so.  I'm all for growth.

Oh Henry!!

See me hiding in the bushes up at Weinie Dog Hill? There's two of them, Sophie and Ruby, on the other side of that fence; weinie dogs, that is. I peek through the chicken wire to see if they are there. Sometimes they peek back and we all go crazy! "Henry, stop it! Come inside!"

2012 begins here...

A quiet New Year at the casita; appropriate time for reflection and contemplation.