Monday, February 01, 2016

Welcome Fun and Fabulous February

Upon a day that legends say hog shadows can foretell
The ending of the hoary winter season,
A child was born one early morn between heaven and hell,
Between the warmth of spirit and cold reason.
��The year was old, the winter cold, yet tiny shoots of grass
Still bravely pierced the hardened frosty rime –
Their shoots unbowed they stood the vow that like the newborn lass
The spring would quickly grow and reach her prime.
☀ For from that start twixt head and heart a small girl bathed in milk
Would grow to be the saint of three great arts –
She would exalt distiller’s malt, weavers craft, poet’s ilk –
All treasures from the soul’s liminal parts.
��Our faith is clear in times most drear, when earth is bleak and frigid –
The gods did send a guide, a friend, to all in lovely Brigid. ~Buddy Dawn ☀ ��☀ ��☀ ��☀ ��☀

Sunday, January 24, 2016

This past week has been a void in time.  Snow  came earlier than was predicted and we had not done storm prep.  Randy was in Knoxville on Tuesday, coming home on Wednesday but snowstorm on Wednesday kept him in Knoxville until Thursday.  Still couldn't reach our house.  Car stuck in a ditch and someone gave him a ride in on an ATV.  And we have been snowed in ever since.  Intermittent power.  Feeding the woodstove to stay warm.  Conserving cell phone batteries by not spending time chatting on them or on the internet.     Here we are on Sunday morning and it is beautiful outside.  So much bright sunshine, and blue blue skies, and lots of snow.  We are beginning to feel a bit of cabin fever but remind ourselves of our good fortune to be in a place of warm shelter and food when so many others are stranded in cars, on highways, flooding in other places, and many more inches of snow than ours for others.  

When the power is on I'm in a rush to get soup made, and a pot of chili, things that are easier to heat up on the woodstove.  Wash dishes, make sure there's coffee in the thermos.  Water bowls full for pups.  Heaving huge sighs of relief that the tubs are filled so we can flush commodes.  Shovel spots for pups to do their business outside (that they sometimes use and sometimes deem it necessary to go out into the deep snow to try to find their scent.   I'm worn out just from going from window to window, chair to chair to stove to chair to other chair, outside for wood, back to the chair, or the other chair, feed the birds and commiserate with them on how cold it is for them and how hard for them to find food in snow...and so the path of this past week has gone...hard to know with certainty what day it is.  Interesting how at the beginning it always feels cozy and snug and time for reading and reflecting and going at a much more quiet and gentler pace...then the inner restlessness starts to build and the urgent need for fresh air on your skin.  Too restless to settle into hand sewing or quilting. 

Tuesday, January 05, 2016

Day 4 Moon Block Quilty365

Yesterday's block (January 4, 2016)

Quilty 365

January 1, 2, and 3, 2016

These are my first three Quilty 365 circles.  I made one last night but haven't gotten a picture of it yet.  Audry at started this challenge last November (?), making one block with circle (moon) a day for a year.  She has a badge for your wall, which I haven't gotten on my blog yet.  Lots of quilters have hopped on this bandwagon.  They are all so different and unique and lots of fun to look through and meet new quilters.  :)  I waited until January 1 to start mine.  I'm hoping that I can make one a day for this whole year.  A new Ritual?  Already it is something that I look forward to sitting down with for a few minutes before heading off to bed.  :)

Saturday, January 02, 2016

January 2, 2016

                              (No snow yet.  Just love this picture)

The new year has begun, and time is racing on.  This morning dawned cold and so covered with frost that it looked like snow.  Now the sun is shining so brightly and the sky is so blue that they are enticing me outside to find that the air temperature is only about 35 degrees.  A tad chilly still for my flipflops that are year-around house shoes.  Still, the wide-open space, and lovely feel of the air against my face, beckon me.  I should be stronger, and bolder, and give in to my childish yearnings to be outside from dawn to dusk---no matter the weather or the temperature.  :)

Yesterday I was busy all day trying to do a bit of everything that I would like to do throughout this new year of ours (hours).  I walked 2 miles (36 degrees) (and yes, I am way proud that I went out and did it), I sewed my first 'Moon' block for 365 Quilty Days of the Year.  Picture to be posted soon so that I will have a log of the 'moons' or 'circles' which is my word for 2016, had coffee by the fire, I cooked, I read, I talked to friends and family, loved on the dogs...I missed a few things (such as a bike ride on the trainer), but maybe I can sneak those in today and it will still bode well for this coming year.  :) 

May the new year be full of all that delights your heart.

Friday, January 01, 2016

Happy New Year---2016

 From Rilke's Book of Hours, translation by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy:

God speaks to each of us as he makes us,
then walks with us silently out of the night.

These are the words we dimly hear:
You, sent out beyond your recall,
go to the limits of your belonging.
 Embody me.
Flare up like flame
and make big shadows that I can move in.
Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Don't let yourself lose me.
Nearby is the country they call life.
You will know it by its seriousness.
Give me your hand.

Saturday, December 12, 2015

It's Beginning to Look Like Christmas

60 and 70 degree temps definitely do not feel like Christmas but we will deck the halls nonetheless.

Thursday, November 12, 2015

Blue Skies and White Clouds

Today was such a beautiful day.  Strong winds whipping the leaves through the air.  We haven't had really strong winds in such a very long time.  The wind kept beckoning me to come out and play.  So I did.  The weatherman is calling for some cooler temperatures for the next few days.  I know colder, grayer, shorter days are headed our way, and I want to soak up all of the sunlight and fluffy, white clouds that are dancing across the sky while it's still warm outside.

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Baked Banana Oatmeal Muffins

Yield: 12 oatmeal singles

2 cups old fashioned oats
1/3 cup packed brown sugar
1 ½ teaspoons baking powder
¼ teaspoon salt
1 egg white
1 egg
¾ cup skim milk
2/3 cup mashed ripe banana
½ teaspoon vanilla extract
¾ cup diced fresh strawberries

Preheat the oven to 350. Lightly mist 12 cups in a muffin tin with cooking spray.
Combine the oats, brown sugar, baking powder and salt in a large bowl and stir until thoroughly mixed.
In a separate bowl, whisk together the egg white, egg, banana, milk and vanilla. Add the wet ingredients to the dry ingredients and stir until blended together. Stir in the strawberries.
Spoon the oatmeal mixture evenly between the prepared muffin cups. Bake uncovered for 22-25 minutes or until oatmeal is lightly browned and a toothpick inserted into the middle comes out clean.
Weight Watchers Points Plus:
3 per single, 2 singles for 5 PP (P+ calculated using the recipe builder on

Nutrition Information per single:
101 calories, 20 g carbs, 1 g fat, 3 g protein, 2 g fiber (from

Saturday, November 07, 2015

Let Things Happen

"Let things happen as they happen , they will sort themselves out nicely in the end. You need not strain towards the future -- the future will come to you on its own. For some time longer you will remain sleep-walking, as you do now, bereft of meaning and assurance, but this period will end and you will find your work both fruitful and easy."

"There are always moments when one feels empty and estranged. Such moments are most desirable for it means the soul had cast its moorings and is sailing for distant places. This is detachment -- when the old is over and the new has not yet come. If you are afraid, the state may be distressing; but there is really nothing to be afraid of. Remember the instruction: whatever you come across -- go beyond."

~ Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj ('I Am That')


 Advice to Myself 

by Louise Erdrich

"Leave the dishes.
Let the celery rot in the bottom drawer of the refrigerator
and an earthen scum harden on the kitchen floor.
Leave the black crumbs in the bottom of the toaster.
Throw the cracked bowl out and don't patch the cup.
Don't patch anything. Don't mend. Buy safety pins.
Don't even sew on a button.
Let the wind have its way, then the earth
that invades as dust and then the dead
foaming up in gray rolls underneath the couch.
Talk to them. Tell them they are welcome.
Don't keep all the pieces of the puzzles
or the doll's tiny shoes in pairs, don't worry
who uses whose toothbrush or if anything
matches, at all.
Except one word to another. Or a thought.
Pursue the authentic - decide first
what is authentic,
then go after it with all your heart.
Your heart, that place
you don't even think of cleaning out.
That closet stuffed with savage mementos.
Don't sort the paper clips from screws from saved baby teeth
or worry if we're all eating cereal for dinner
again. Don't answer the telephone, ever,
or weep over anything at all that breaks.
Pink molds will grow within those sealed cartons
in the refrigerator. Accept new forms of life
and talk to the dead
who drift in through the screened windows, who collect
patiently on the tops of food jars and books.
Recycle the mail, don't read it, don't read anything
except what destroys
the insulation between yourself and your experience
or what pulls down or what strikes at or what shatters
this ruse you call necessity."

Monday, September 14, 2015

Short Days

"I still find each day

too short for all the

thoughts i want to think,

all the walks i want to take,

all the books i want to read,

and all the friends i want to see."

-john burroughs