Lace and now it is snowing...Big flakes

Had to get out of the house for awhile, it is so cloudy and wet… I was feeling cloudy. I decided to go to a couple of second hand stores and look at books. I love buying a book that cost new $30.00 and I get it for a dollar or two. It looked like they were bringing in some new things so I went to where they have ribbon and threads and found all this lace for five dollars. I have been trying to find lace at a good price for crafts, and Bingo, I found some. Less cloudy I took my moody self home and really enjoyed what I had found. If anyone has some lace they would like to sell, I am interested. Now what to make!!!

Researching family makes each person very real…Dotson line. I was thinking.

Today I spent a lot of time on the old Puter looking for family long ago and so far away…you could say they are long gone. But they are be coming very dear to me. The stories, the places they lived. This cabin is under construction. Nothing that will change it, things that will keep it from falling apart. This is in West Virginia . This is the Dotson Cabin. Built by family that I will never know, but they are apart of my family. What is really exciting is to find the people that lived here, one by one. Dotson Cabin

Baby Shower

Dolan & Kayla live in Olympia, Washington. Kayla is my first grandchild.   Tags I made for my gifts for Kayla’s BABY SHOWER

  Aunt Kristie made this beautiful cake. You have to cut it!!!!

My son Trevor, father of Kayla. Yummy!

My daughter Jenny (Aunt Jenny) holding our new granddaughter Halle Dawn. This is our Kayla having the best time…she laugh,, giggled, and all the words …Oh! Aw! So Cute! Thank You! Sweet! Just what I wanted! And yes, she loved the guilt I made. The pile on the floor is tissue from her gifts.

Now to wait for our new baby girl. Her name will be

Annabel Marie

Now that the Party is over and the quilt is on it’s way to Washington with my Darling Kayla…lets see what I will find to share next. It has been all about this event..Thank you for your wonderful comments, it means so much to me. This has been a very special time for me. I am going to be a great Grandmother…we will see how great I am very soon. I am guessing, but I am sure that 30 came to the shower :)

Another Snow Day

I know you are probably tired of snow pictures. But I thought this one was fun to look at. Since our tree’s are bare and the grass is not green, we find beauty in what nature has given us. Snow makes everything pretty.

      Have a great Day!!!!

Happy Birthday Summit…Now You Are 11

Summit asked for a 12 layer Chocolate Cake! Jenny (Mom) gave him 8 layers. This is not out of a box cake..It was so yummmmie,each layer was filled with creamy Chocolate and some with Berries from her garden. Doug made Taco’s, we had so much fun.

This was early this morning. And it continues to snow. March 7 finds us white with snow.

Drawstring bag….

In the quilt that I made there are these little Monkeys with cupcakes. Because I never know when to stop. I made this bag for the quilt yesterday….The shower is Saturday, I better stop! This is a very soft flannel.

I am off to Summit’s birthday party..he is 11 years sweet, good student, plays great baseball and loves his family. Still gives kisses:)

Cradle and Quilt

The baby quilt is done…I finished it this morning.My hands are a little sore, but so worth it.

21 years ago our first grandchild was coming into the world. Arney found a pattern for a cradle made in the 1800’s and all winter long he handmade this beautiful solid Oak rocking cradle. It was a really cold winter here in Idaho and often I would take hot coffee to him to help keep him warmer. Made with love for Kayla Marie and all his grandchildren to come.

So now a new great granddaughter will be born and she will lay in this beautiful cradle.

There are no nails in the cradle. It was put together with wooden dells that Arney also made by hand.

Before it goes home with Kayla and Dolan, I will clean and wax the cradle. It will shine!

Made with love, Arney & Mary.

 

Winter Plans for Spring

A number of years ago we had 21 chickens. Some of them even had names. My favorite was Gerty, she would get out of the the chicken pin and sleep next to our back door. She did not believe she was a chicken…so she would hang out in the back yard. She was loved. The eggs were wonderful, and we could give them to friends and family. It was fun.

On a summer morning our phone rang. It was Miss Johnson our neighbor, she is a dear ole thing, we always make sure she get veggies from our garden. During the early hours of the morning the two Sheppard dogs that live down the road had killed every one of our chickens while we slept. It was awful. We do not eat the chickens, they are hand raised, so they are were pets.

Years have gone by and we decided that we would try again. LB our Beagle doesn’t bother birds that come into the yard. Right now the Robins are here..we have about 12 coming for the goodies they can find. I think they are sorry that they came, they are all up in the tree’s wishing they had a stocking cap and a nice wool coat. It snow and hailed today and then the sun shinned, we are so confused.” Me and the birds.”

I made a Pear Cobbler today…we had so many pears and it sounded really good…it was.

Anyway, we will make a really nice place for the babies in the barn and then they will have a warm nice place to live in the barn stall with a big tree in their yard. Yep! I like chickens. I love to give them left over’s from the table, no meat of course.

I am sore fingered, but the quilt is starting to really come together.

I am trying to stay away from the TV, we need just a little good news.

              The Egg and I

 

Good Morning sun!

This is what we woke to this morning. About 2 inches of snow and very cold. The trees are all frosted and the roads are black ice. So winter is not over here in parts of Idaho….my part!!

 I put together 4 inch squares into a 9 patch, then put the 9 patches together. Then I put the batting between the flowers and the squares . So it is is now ready to stitch together. It will take a while because I do hand stitching, but it is on it’s way to being a quilt. Do you have a quilt story. I know Cat makes quilts. I will be watching the snow melt today as I continue the quilt. But there is more snow coming.

February 14, 2011

I have heard more than once that we should make everyday a Valentines Day. I don’t think I need all that chocolate, but we all need the love. I hope that the comments we leave each other is a little Valentine. We share so much of ourselves here, you are all very special to me.

Today I want to say thank you to Kitten, a life long friendship that was lost and now found because she could forgive me… A Valentine for my heart each and every day. I heart you everyday:)

     

Baby Quilt for G Granddaughter Kayla and her Baby bump!

The appliqué of all the flowers is done.The blocks are ready to be put together. I will machine sew the squares together. The the batting will go between the appliqué’ side and the blocks. I will hand stitch the quilt. LB does not like his bath. But he was a really good Boy. What he does like is the towel drying and play that goes with it. Good Boy!! Happy Valentines Day to you all. I am doing some special things for Arney. Sweet little cupcakes with lots of chocolate.Sweets for my Sweetie!!!

Scribbler

I am the consoler on the far right with the red hair and white T-shirt. For many years I would come to our church camp on Cascade Lake. For 8 days I would enjoy the company of high school youth from all around our region. I would have the responsibility of a selected group of girls picked at random, And co- teach the boys with a male consoler. It was a wonderful part of my summer. I thought it would be fun to share a few stories of my camp days.To be continued……….I was in my late 30’s when I started doing camps as a consoler.

It was not my idea to be a camp consoler,our Minister said that I had a way with the youth and wanted me to think about it. I was teaching Jr. High kids at church and really enjoyed them. I had a lot of background growing up with and around my grandmother.

I was so nerves about doing the camp. Kids that I would not know and worse yet that they would not know me. The girls were easy, but the boys were not. On my third day after a few tears…feeling that I was just not the right person for the boys..I went up to the dorm and wrote each one a note.

And at the end of the note, I ask if they needed any clothes washed. The morning came and they got their mail and read my notes. As the morning was coming to a end, I see coming down the hill about 6 boys with arms filled with pants, shirts, socks. As I washed the clothes in the old wringer washer in the kitchen, the boys and I became friends, they even helped me hang their clothes. I learned in those moments that it is personal, they just needed a reason. I believe that God lead me to doing some mighty dirty clothes…No more tears:)