This has always been one of my favorite pictures of my father.
I've always been very private about my life, when I write on my blog. Somehow I just wanted to keep it a simple, happy place, about crafts I've made or bargains found at the thrift store. It's a difficult thing to put myself out there in public, cause I'm never sure how much I want to share, even little things. Then there are the life altering experiences....and so I've decided I would share.
My Father died recently. It wasn't a shock. He was ill with emphysema and heart disease for several years. What was especially difficult was that it was on the anniversary of my son's death. He was fourteen years old at the time of his accident, which was just over three years ago. My grieving for him was especially tender this year. So there it is, a blast of reality on a simple little blog.
You see, when I read about someone sharing their struggle with an illness, or the death of a parent or the birth of a child, I feel as though I'm keeping a secret. Part of who I am is the fact that I'm a mother who has lost a child. And please, I don't mean to bring anyone down. Ultimately I find life extremely beautiful, even more so, knowing how fragile it is... and so...I go about my sometimes hum-drum life, trying to remember to keep an eye out for that beauty. (As I know many of you do)




We grew up on a one hundred acre farm. What a rich childhood. This little swampy area, at the end of our driveway was still there. We sat here a little while and were drenched in birdsong.
There was a bit of the foundation of the barn left standing. Our barn was torn down long ago, but I recently found out that some Mennonite farmers had salvaged the wood. I felt good about that because, our barn... It was so huge, it was a big giant friend, it had presence and history.

Hey! Don't be feeding those seagulls... even if they fake having one leg and make you feel completely sorry for them!
A few minutes from my Moms doorstep and you have this!








OK, on to the next step. Just go right ahead and start stitchin! The hem in this photo is a little wide, but hey, as long as you're consistent, they'll be the same size in the end. Because you're folding the edge of a circle you'll need to ease in a few ripples here and there, but you certainly don't have to snip the edges or iron. Well, at least I don't.
Ok, now we've gone round the circle, so before you pull it tight, turn it right side out.









For my parting shot you get to see the green socks finally finished. I don't like these socks, I never have and don't think I ever will. I made a lot of mistakes during them too, probably because my heart wasn't in it. Well, I perservered and I'm glad I saw them through to the end, but more importantly, my needles are free for the new socks, which I love so far. Happy belated Mothers Day to those of you who fit the bill.



I know there's been some interest in crewel lately and I've also seen some beautiful crewel in a few stores as well. I don't know how many times I've said "I could do that!" especially when I'm not willing to pay for something I really can't afford. So, I traced the pattern from this little vase, 
This is the stage I'm at now. I started off with an embroidery hoop but found I preferred not using one. The fabric is completely puckered. I imagine I pulled the stitches too tight. I don't even really mind the way it looks, but I am considering filling in the background to remedy the situation. Give me your opinion. I'm not sure how much I enjoy this craft, but I'm sure that now I've had a little practice I'll be more likely to use some sort of embroidered embellishment in the future. 







Paper, candles, potpourri ball, a necklace, a beaded purse, stickers, chocolates... A very vintage recipe book, full of 70's images, called The New Joys of Jell-O. ( I love it, and I will use it!) But most importantly of all, she sent me a bag that she made by her own hand. I'm trying to conjure up images in my head of her at the sewing machine, or sitting on the couch with her little ones near and sewing on the buttons. (thus my close up) Thank you Amanda! And thank you 