It’s been raining for ages here. But the sun is out today, it’s thinking about being warm-ish, the flowering trees are gorgeous, our fruit trees are about to bloom, and there are flowers about. Every autumn I love the change in the season, thinking “This is my favorite time of year!” only to think the same about spring, six months later. Hoping your day is lovely, too, where ever you are! Save
One day last week, Caitlyn picked out an outfit for school but then changed her skirt choice by the time she was ready to have Mama do her hair for the day. When I asked her why the change, she told me that when she had put on the original skirt and made sure the waistband wasn’t below her hips, she realized the skirt was too short. At this rate, we’re not going to make it until April 23-30 for Elsie Marley’s Kids Clothes Week Challenge. I’ve already dropped all the hems I can drop. If it’s too short now, …
Last Friday, the sun came out. It’s probably only a temporary thing. We usually get a patch of sunny, warm(ish) weather in February before returning to rain and gray for months. As one of the other mothers at the bus stop said, “I forget it’s only February and, well, March, April and May will just suck.” But while it lasts, it’s glorious. Caitlyn, of course, thinks this means that the groundhog didn’t see his shadow on Thursday and spring and summer will be arriving early. (I haven’t gotten around to telling her he did.) She’d be happiest if we could …
With the return of our farmers’ market, it’s time to take stock in the pantry and start planning what will be put up this year, even if the weather is acting more like late March than early May. Excepting the jam, which I apparently made in large quantities two years ago, and the apricots, which Caitlyn refuses to pack for her lunches, I think we actually did really well in eating through much of what I put up last year. We have tomatoes left, but probably just enough to get us to tomato season in a few months. The same …
It’s the return of the Columbia City Farmers’ Market! (Which probably means it will rain this afternoon). I’m so, so, so hoping there is asparagus. Not sure yet what I’ll do with it – quiche, Spanish tortilla, cooked with a little garlic, tossed with a cream sauce over noodles – but, please, let there be asparagus. Because I have to wait two more years before I can harvest any of this. That’s 2013, folks, before I can cut and eat any of the asparagus I grow myself. I have to visit it in the p-patch and drool and keep my …
I went through a phase when I was about 13 or 14 when I made stuffed animals. I was taking a sewing class as an elective in junior high and somehow there were these kits you could order: “fur”, plastic eyes, stuffing, instructions. I made at least three of them: a cat, a turtle, and a parrot. I never did figure out how to not get the fur caught in the seams, so they all look a little weird, soft and fuzzy except where the fabric pieces come together. And then I finished the class, went on to high school, …
