Wednesday, August 7, 2019
I took this picture of Terry with his little dog Harley. It brings me a lot of joy to see it. A big man with a heart like a marshmallow...just like his father..who loves his dog and calls him Honey. It melts my heart. I am happy to know that he has the same kind of love for Harley that I have know for several of the dog friends we have had.
We have two other dogs that he also loves and treats with affection.
Happy Anniversary Terry. I love you more every day.
Wednesday, July 31, 2019
The theme for this quarter is: A Walk In The Park. I knew right away that I would try again to create a piece in a landscape. I want to achieve a nitch in landscape work, but don't want to devote all my stitching time to the style.
The piece is not exactly an Art Quilt. I also knew when I thought about how I would approach the subject that I wanted it to embellish the back of a jacket I have. I have given some thought to embellishing the front of the jacket on the lapels and pockets. It's still in the "thinking about it" stage.
I drew the design, pieced fabric to it, did a little machine stitching , then did hand stitching and embroidery. I added more birds to the ones on the sky fabric with a Sharpie, then faced the entire piece and stitched it to the back of the jacket. Look closely and you may see a kitty peeking from behind the brush.
This is how the piece looks on the back of the jacket. I just could not get a good picture of the completed piece.
There is a story to the picture I created. You can read it on the Endeavourer Blog.
Please enjoy the pieces done by the other members. It's always fun to see how everyone depicts the theme.
Grateful: Today I am grateful that I was invited to joint the group. I have some great sewing skills. Quilting is new for me and Art Quilts are a wonder. I definitely had focus when stitching this piece and I am anxious to find out what the next Challenge Theme will be.
Monday, July 15, 2019
I moved my sewing machine to the dining room table so Terry will feel like he has company as it is widely open to the living room where he sits. HOWEVER, it means that I can't leave ANYTHING on the dining room table when we go away as the dogs have free access to the kitchen and dining room. Both of my Min Pin have power jumping abilities. But Harley is the one that must do something to get even with us for leaving him alone. His target will be anything we might leave on the dining room table.
I few weeks ago, we only went out to take my sister's mail to her. (she lives across the street). But then I asked Terry to drive past a friend's house who lives one block over. She sold her home and moved in with her daughter and the new owners were doing extensive renovation to the entire house. That lead to stopping to talk to my SIL who what sitting on her front porch. (all Terry's family live in this neighborhood). We were gone about 20 minutes.
When we came home I immediately knew that Harley was a bad dog. The other two greeted us at the door. Turning the corner to enter the dining room I saw red. No, not blood. My current Endeaverour's project was in shreds. Luckily the patterns I had made were not on the table.
So, with one month to go to the reveal I get a do over on a project I REALLY enjoyed. But I am up for the challenge. Dang Dog!!
Grateful: Today I am grateful that I have three pooches that keep me on my toes and love me to death.
Do you have a furry friend that tries your patience?
Saturday, July 13, 2019
As far as the piece I am working on I needed feet so here is just a peek at what is coming soon.
Terry and my life has been having too many bumps in the road, mainly regarding his health. We have been struggling to keep his BP in line. All the past few years we worried about HBP but for the last almost year, it's been an issue to keep it UP. He takes a lot of medications so it's been a struggle to get it all right. Here is a warning for you. He has had RA since 1976 and over the years has taken Ibuprofen and Nsaids to control pain and inflammation. Well, they injured his kidneys. He is in stage 3 of the disease and we have been unable to control elevations that all have a part in his disease progressing. There is no repair. There are so many ways all of his illnesses affect his body. Managing all his meds and doctors is just about a full time job.
Mostly if I were to rant, it would be against those that ask how Terry is doing. We say "Oh pretty good" because we don't want to go into it. Then THEY say "Do You Think He Could" then comes whatever they want him to do. NO NO NO! It just ticks me off.
Okay, on the lighter side. We have a family of ducks living under the bushes in our front yard. I bet the parents are the ones I kept chasing out of the pond in the spring. I think they all waddled off to the river, but I never saw them go. I could never get a picture.
Then there was a kind of black bird at the pond. He kept diving into the deep end then quickly back out. He was wet so I couldn't really see what bird it was it happened so quickly. (There IS a birdbath in the pond area too). Anyway, I kept seeing it happen and then I saw it was a Cat Bird. The Cat Birds always have a nest in our Honeysuckle bush that is next to the house and I consider it to be the pond area. Anyway, it's fun to watch them. Robins go to the pond a lot and always sit on a ledge inside the pond near the side to take their baths. We have an awful lot of critters to watch around here.
Northern Indiana is HOT and HUMID. Temps are in the 80s and we have 90s forecast for next week.
Grateful: Today I am especially grateful for Terry's great doctors.
Tell me something fun in your comments. I'm keeping my chin up and finding things to laugh about.
Posted by Carol- Beads and Birds at 9:14 AM
Saturday, June 29, 2019
Like just about everyone, our weather has become something we are not accustomed to no matter what time of the year it is. Here in Northern Indiana we have gone from a too cool much rainy spring, to 5 days rain then two sunny hot humid days and then it starts over again.
This is the view from my kitchen window. It has taken a lot of work to get this area in viewing shape. The weeds were a jungle, but I toughed it out pulling weeds, transplanting plants from the front garden and laying mulch. We are eliminating the large garden in the front of the house.
The weather has wreaked havoc with the pond. We are raging war on what our pond guy says is blanket algae on the bottom. There are a couple of things that may have caused the condition and it is an understatement to say I am slapping my forehead for adding some fern kind of plants a few years ago. BUT the pond lily are thriving and continuously bloom.
We had a turtle visit for about two days. He left during one of those 5 days of rain. My frogs still live out there and I thank them every single day for their nightly serenade. We have a snake (just one I hope) that I caught one day and unfortunately dropped it. Terry saw it again but he is elusive. I tell that snake to just stay out of my sight and he might be ok. I am of the belief that the only good snake in my yard is a dead one. But then I wonder about this: My SIL that left this world a few months ago had a snake visitor in her yard. We spoke with her about it often. Now I am wondering if that snake appearing here is because she is thinking of us because when we see it we sure think of her.
Oh, one morning I looked out the window and saw a baby duck swimming from the middle of the pond back to shore. He climbed out and hit in the plants. I went out to check it out...why didn't I grab my phone. Well there he was, very small and wet. Not a Mallard baby, or a Canadian Goose baby. What the heck. Then I watched him from the window jump back in the pond, swim to the other end, climb out to the deck and go off the other end into the plants. We never say him again, though I look all the time. My Indiana bird book says he might have been a Wood Duck which would make sense because we saw an adult Wood Duck in there about a month ago. A mystery that we will never know the answer to.
There has not been much sewing here and I haven't been on the internet either. Terry has a lot going on with his health. We have been battling to keep his BP where it should be. Too many other issues to talk about. Terry, the yard, then sewing I guess. And I caught the crud. Geez, summer allergies did me in, lol.
Grateful: Today and everyday I am grateful for technology. My grandson who lives in California video calls for messages everyday. We get tons of pictures of all of them. So much better than "the old days" when you took a picture on film, had it developed, then sent the pictures in the mail to who ever you wanted to share them with.
Wishing everyone a happy and SAFE 4th of July.
Posted by Carol- Beads and Birds at 7:45 AM
Monday, June 3, 2019
My mind works differently than anyone else I know. Like my issue with road maps. I know North, South, East and West using a map. But I want the top of the map to be the direction that we are traveling. You know, just like your GPS map. I LOVE GPS, except when it takes us WAY out of our way...then I get out the trusty map and guide Terry to a better route, lol. AND I have poor depth perception.
I have a blog friend that posted about stitching with her grand daughter. Lots of my blog friends stitch with their kids and grands. I love that because it ensures that the craft will live on. That got me to thinking about how I learned to sew. I'm 67 so you can figure how long it has been since I was in school. Personally, school came easy for me and I think our educational system back then in some ways was far superior to what most kids in this area have today. I knew I would not go to college due to finances and family situation. Clerical classes were offered in high school and I too all that were offered. I also had an elective each year and chose to learn to sew. In our technical age, kids have so much more to learn, so classes offered today are far different that back in the 60s. However, like a lot of states Indiana offers a voucher system in which they divert public school funds to charter schools, but don't monitor the schools that receive the funds. It is one of my pet peeves about living here.
I have to laugh when I think back about when my daughter was young. She didn't want anything to do with sewing, probably because I used to drag her to the fabric store. She DID love the clothes I made her. She always told me she would never sew. However, when here kids were small she asked for one of my machines so she could make the kid's Halloween costumes. Let me tell you, what she created was amazing and without a pattern or any sewing education at all. Once when she was laid off from her job during a recession, she paid her bills by selling re-fashioned clothes on Ebay. She had an eye for creating Goth clothes and sold everything she created. It was a fad at that time.
Grateful: I am especially grateful to know how to sew and embroider.
Posted by Carol- Beads and Birds at 8:59 AM
Wednesday, May 8, 2019
But nature carries on. Birds are building nests and the frogs and toads are singing day and night. We always have a Robin build a nest in a spot that is in an awkward place. We have a Cardinal nesting in our carport. The catbird has a nest in our Honey Suckle. There is always activity at our feeders, though a nightly visit from a cute Raccoon has made it a necessity to bring our suet in at night and refill the grape jelly each morning. The elusive Cedar Wax wings come to the pond and is the only place I see them. Of course our beloved Blue Birds have again made one of the houses their home. And my Crows come every day, though I think one of their offspring have separated and formed their own family. I now have two crows and four crows coming daily. The two are my originals because they look for me through my window when the squirrels have eaten their bread.
So, I patiently wait for the three sunny days, I revel in Nature bringing me the entertainment I enjoy so much. And stitch.
Grateful: Today I am grateful that Nature has provided me a focus and the gloomy days have not brought depression.
How is the weather where YOU are. Do YOU enjoy the entertainment that Mother Nature provides.
I DO admit that I'd rather live in a beach house.