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I'm a lover of vintage times and simple elegance of another era. I'm waiting a while for my special little farmhouse. While I'm waiting, I'm making good use of my time creating lovlies with my crochet hook n thread or yarn, and baking and cooking from scratch for my family.

The Guardian Angel

Take your needle my child and
work at your pattern it will come out a
rose by and by. Life is like
stitch at a time taken patiently.

~Oliver Wendell Holmes 1867~

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Thursday, February 15, 2018

A little something on the hook for longer than it should be

,,, and vintage crochet patterns.  I love vintage things, recipes, books etc, and I do love me some vintage crochet patterns, especially potholders. While I love doilies, and I do have a few, all but 1 or two are vintage. I have not made a doily in a while, but just can't pass up the potholder, I have this potholder thing going on. I am especially enamoured of the ones with the Irish Rose in the middle, and the dress ones....    I have seen a pattern around for some time, the pattern is by Anne Cabot, it is vintage and out of print. You can get the pattern, it isn't easy to find for a small fee.

 If you are talented enough you can re create the potholder from the picture of others who have created this lovely. I'm between both of these, I found the patterns and ordered it, only to find it lacking in clear, concise directions.  I don't know if something was lost in the translation or what. But for the life of me I am having trouble with what appears to be a rather straightforward pattern. So I am relying part on the pattern, my own skill and analysis, and the picture. After a few weeks of trying to go solo with the pattern, I thought it was me, I was missing something, I made a few inquiries at Ravelry, and found that there were others also who, like me had a issue with the pattern.  I was comforted in knowing that I was not an inept crocheter, but in fact there were some missing pieces to the puzzle, the pattern became more like an algebra problem.  I'm on the umpteen start, and along the way it seems to be falling more in line with what it should be, but oh my. I like a challenge sometimes, and sometime I just like to breeze through and whip something up with my hook.

Here is the link to the Ravely posting about the potholder, I tried to insert a picture here but the blogger doesn't want to play nice.

that's what I'm doing, mine has a burgundy rose in the center, and I'm working on the white part now. If I get this done, I'll be back here with the finished product. Have you all ever run into this with the vintage patterns? 

Friday, February 9, 2018

Pondering what brings you simple joys?

Greetings from NE Ohio,
We're snow covered this morning, and much to displeasure of my son, school was not cancelled due to weather. As I drove him to school ( ahem )  we talked about why school was not cancelled today.  As I often do,  I harken back to days of my own youth, and what we did back in the day. What else do I have to draw from?  Life experience 1st hand. It is not received well from my almost 16 year old, who is a  captive audience in the car as we travel through the snow.

It seems to me that the winters I experienced as a youngster were quite substantial, the winters were long, and snow deep, for long periods of time. But back then, we actually played outside, built snow forts, and snowmen, shoveled the driveway ( with a shovel) no less, sled riding and snowball fights. All lost on today's youths.  It wasn't 55 degrees one day and 22 the next, winter was winter. The weatherman "predicted" the weather,  and didn't cry wolf every time, it's winter you  prepared yourself for it.

I'm glad I grew up when I did. I've often said I came in wrong time zone. But, the older I get the more I appreciate when I did grow, I was able to be a kid, and to grow in a natural sort of way. There was no 24 anything except the hospital. No fast food or pharmacy on every corner. I can remember when the stores were closed on Sunday. 

Where are those times.?  They are locked into each one of us who grew up in those times. As I work hard to simplify my life now at age 60, I only have to  took back and see how things were done. I am not geared to be 24 anything. I'd like the latter part of my life, to match the first half, detached and carefree, enjoying the simple joy filled things.

Every day , I make a concerted effort to do that.....finding joy, and enjoy the simple 
This is a tree in our front yard, from farther this nest looks heart shaped.

Tuesday, February 6, 2018

Lavender & Lemon

There is a carpet of fresh snow this morning, I happened to get up at 2am and peeked out the window, so still, the only thing was the snow gently falling from the heavens, dusting the ground with of sparkles like diamonds illuminated by the street lights. So pretty. I get my joy from simple things such as this.  There is something beautiful about the quiet of the night, slow falling snowflakes, and the undisturbed carpet of crystals over the land. 

Moving about smartley today, I found a recipe yesterday for Lavender Shortbread cookies.  I had harvested some lavender from the garden last year, it wasn't much maybe about 1-2 tablespoons worth, I was overjoyed that it actually bloomed after I transplanted it, and so to actually harvest had me over the moon...such a simple joy.  Anyway I used what I had in the cookies, it called for 1/2 cup of lavender flowers, but  what I had put in made it extremely fragrant and lovely. 

I've only had Lavender/Lemon cookies one time, they were really good, and so I decided that I should try my hand at growing Lavender, so many uses for it besides the cookies. I have the dough rolled up in the "ice box" isn't that a lovely term?   Later on I'll cut and bake. 

I'll include the link for the recipe....

Experience the simple joys!