"Let's be cheerful"! We have no more right to steal the brightness out of the day for our own family than we have to steal the purse of a stranger. Let us be as careful that our homes are furnished with pleasant & happy thoughts as we are that the rugs are the right color and texture & the furniture comfortable and beautiful"! Laura Ingalls Wilder

Thursday, September 8, 2011

retired










This is what I found upstairs at Bonnie's.  Just look at her...

The rich color of the old wood.  The aged patina.  The workmanship.  The elegant turnings.  The obvious wont of plastic.  The sturdy grace....

The history (she's a family heirloom).  The date.

Isn't she beautiful.  




The Memory of the Working Wheel
Debbie Penington 
September 7, 2011

The memory of fingers deft
Plays ever through her mind
She'll not forget the daily spin
Or Lady fair and kind

How she did hum and often sing
While roundy roundy sounds did ring
From out the gentle working frame
As fibers they did bind.

A working team of two were they
Creating by the light of day
While only during sleeping hours
Would respite ere they find

Goodnight, goodnight to lady fair
Goodnight, I say to thee
Goodnight she bids to working wheel
Goodnight she bids to me.

40 comments:

  1. Beautiful, really beautiful. I love your poem.
    Much love

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  2. What a beautiful piece of work - and lovely poem too. xxx

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  3. That's just amazing, the stories it could tell...:@)

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  4. OH.MY.GOODNESS!!! That thing is a work of art!! Do you think it could be fixed? What doesn't work (like I would know what should work on a spinning wheel!)? Debbie, I can almost feel the hands that worked it from here. Isn't it amazing to touch things that you know other people have spent so many hours... so much life... doing the same? Oh, you are going to make me want to learn to spin yet! AND, before I stop my babbling, your poem for it is PERFECT!! Yes, you do know how amazing the old things are. blessings ~ tanna

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  5. What a beautifully crafted piece of history, and a lovely verse to match.

    I have a more modern spinning wheel out in our shed, no where near that standard though. This post has me inspired to blow the dust off and get it going again.

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  6. I love spinning wheels. I've an old flax wheel - very in much need of repair - and parts - with the peddle nailed up, not to be used any more other than home decor. And, so it is. I've a good story on my wheel - maybe a post sometime.

    As to yours - that date and the history of its use - and the "wont of plastic" - precious beyond words!

    Enjoy!
    Kathy

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  7. Lovely...the wheel and the poem! My you are gifted!

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  8. Your gift of poetry is delightful!! I always enjoy reading it :)

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  9. I sit here in Awe, Debbie of your many gifts and talents, given to you by our heavenly Father, and am so blessed that you choose to use them, so refreshing. Now, how about passing some along to me.
    This spinning wheel is a work of art, and so are you.
    Enjoy your day.
    Sue

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  10. Lovely poetry, Debbie! So, no one is using this beautiful piece? Maybe Bonnie will let you use it???

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  11. She's so lovely! Oh the stories the old spinning wheels could tell, right?
    I'm still thinking about how much I need the EZ DVDs (Knitting Workshop). I do, don't I?
    Happy day, smart friend.

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  12. Your poem is perfect, Debbie. And the spinning wheel is a beauty. Lovely patina.

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  13. I love your new found spinning wheel complete with date and beauty and your poem is so fitting. JB

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  14. Your poem brought a little lump to my throat, the spinning wheel is truly a thing of beauty, it looks in fantastic condition for it's age.

    lily x

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  15. You sure can spin a lovely poem, Debbie! What a treasure --the wheel and the poem.
    Jody

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  16. What a beauty she is...bet she could tell some stories too! ;D

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  17. What a piece, Wow, and the poem, both works of art! xo

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  18. Have you used it? She is just beautiful. I loved your poem too,
    Just lovely.

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  19. what a treasure! she is a beauty for sure.

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  20. That is truly an heirloom, if only it could tell us stories of another time....your poems are really beautiful. I think you should put together a little collection. xo,

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  21. I had a feeling! What a gorgeous wheel. And such history it holds! Just beautiful.

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  22. Debbie, you are just beautiful inside and out :) I was so glad to see that beautiful spinning wheel this morning...I was a little worried you brought home a kitten :)

    Love,

    Sooz

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  23. Before you wrote it I was saying out loud...that is just beautiful, so beautiful. Thanks for always sharing part of the past...a true treasure

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  24. She is a beauty...

    Lovely poem, as well!

    Deanna

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  25. Lovely on both counts. Thank you for sharing your gifts with us! ~Lisa

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  26. Oh, darlin - you cleaned up - beauty, history and practicality. Gets no better than that.

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  27. The spinning wheel is beautiful, and so is your poem. I think you should frame that poem and display it near the wheel.

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  28. What a priceless heirloom and a lovely verse.

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  29. That is a beautiful thing! Just the color of her is wonderful. What a history. My mom gave me her wheel (not as old as yours - the wheel that is). Right now, it's just collecting dust because it needs a new part. You said 'retired'. Will you use your spinning wheel?

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  30. I love how you appreciate the simple working tools and bring them back to life with poetry!

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  31. Some days I would say yes to giving you one (or all) of my children, but it's the little things like last night that prove I really couldn't give them up for anything. ;)

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  32. I love using the tools handed down by relations. I still use my Grandparents wooden spades and forks in the garden, the wooden sewing box from my talented Grandma and the sewing machine from my Great Grandma. It is a real honour to use their tools still. Not only old, but ingrained with family connections. Beautiful poem.

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  33. That's the coolest! Do you currently spin or will you try now that you have that beauty? Love your poem that goes with it!

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  34. Here I am again...burning the midnight oil, and chatting with you late in the day. (Hubby has been off for a few days, and my schedule has been...different. But a good different!)

    Whatever the hour, I do want to stop by and say just how lovely that spinning wheel is...what a treasure! And I just LOVE how you spun your words into such a beautiful poem!

    Blessings to you...
    Cheryl

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  35. So stunningly beautiful - your words, your photos and that wonderful wheel. Thanks for sharing!

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  36. That is simply gorgeous. And I am utterly jealous.

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  37. Wow, what an amazing piece. You are blessed girl. Clarice

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  38. Very beautiful! Both your poem and the wheel!

    Blessings!
    Deborah

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