"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
Right now I am sipping steamy, fresh brew from my favorite pottery mug.
I'm considering waking my sleepy-heads as they wandered in at 10:30 last night from an ice skating session in the 'big city'. Maybe I'll let them sleep a little longer..
I'm smiling because I just pushed send on an e-letter to my beautiful granny in Florida.
I'm considering the mess of crayons and crafty supplies being sorted for today's delivery to the thrift store realizing that these younger supplies have had little attention these past few years... sigh.
Realizing also that although the crayons haven't had much attention the skilled hands in this house do indeed still bless with artistic, crafty goodness... contented sigh.
I'm remembering the 30 second video of 'Charlotte over the Mountain' dancing that kept her grandpa and grandma entertained last night as we hit play.. again.. and again.. and again..
I'm anticipating the union of our only boy to his chosen girl in May and imagining the happy little videos to come.. :)
I'm recognizing the loving hand of the loving God who gently directs my
thoughts and actions because I allow Him, and knowing without a doubt that my
First you purchase a second hand, richly stuffed feather pillow... you know, your standard, "good night, I'm going to bed now" bed pillow. Next you make a new form from stash fabric that you've never loved. Now rip out a side seam from the feather pillow (carefully because you are quite fond of the old ticking fabric and already have ideas for its re-purposing) and create the biggest mess you've EVER made by pulling handfuls of feathers from the old and stuffing them into the new. It took just over half the feathers to firmly stuff it. Whip stitch the opening, take it outside and beat, beat, beat it because little fluffies are stuck all over the exterior (feathers inside pillow.. good, feathers outside pillow.. bad). Come back in and sweep up the ridiculous mess from the floor and the chair that you were sitting in.
Making the pillow cover was quick and much more fun. It's just a simple envelope style but I had some wonderful vintage fabric in 4 smaller pieces that were almost exactly the right size. I'm just saying that transforming a small pillow that you already have is so quick and easy... if you want to make the task more difficult, do what I did. Although I must say that it does feel quite luxurious for the extra effort.
The weather is playing with me.. beautiful glimpses of spring between longish periods of Central Oregon March cold. Audrey and I took a walk yesterday and were surprised by the buds and blooms that are the true harbingers of this long awaited season! Lovely.
We had a few beautiful, shiny, mylar balloons left after giving Taren (our future daughter-in-law/Sister-in-law) her bridal shower a couple of weeks ago. Can you believe that they were still dancing across the ceiling. I thought, "Certainly balloons that have shown this much fortitude deserve a further purpose!" So, Erin wrote simple but thoughtful messages on them and together we recorded their departure. Now they are drifting over Oregon through the white-skiffed azure looking for you my friend. Please let me know if one of them makes it to you. I figure with three of them out there the odds are good! ;)