Showing posts with label grace. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grace. Show all posts

August 7, 2024

We Finally Met...

I finally met Saving Grace (aka Grace) over the weekend. She came out to the farm with Di on Monday, but we kept her outside. She was already overwhelmed by the dogs at my nephew's house (where they're staying), and I didn't want to add Bella and Carly to the mix. Better to not make her timid. She's just a little girl, after all. She's soooo little!

It was still warm and humid when this photo was taken, so I'm sporting my curly "gym teacher" hair. lol More importantly, look at Grace's sweet face!

I'm hoping that I'll be able to camp with Di and Grace next month, if plans come together. Then this pretty girl and I will have some real bonding time. For now, I'll settle for the sweet cuddles I already got from her, and remember the cuddles only a Corgi can give. (I miss you, Tag.)

I'll be canning corn today, so I'd better bring up my supplies and stop being sentimental (for now). I'll show you what I accomplish tomorrow.

June 19, 2024

A New Fairy Steed In The Family...

Last week, I got a call from my brother-in-law. He had a question to ask me. About a month ago, my sister, Di lost her German Shepherd who previously belonged to our Dad. For her, losing that dog was like losing Dad all over again. Like Tag, Titus failed fast, giving no advance opportunity to prepare. In a flash, he was gone. Di was understandably devastated. Thankfully, she and her husband had another dog in their family to help ease the pain a little.

The call I received was to ask whether or not I thought Di might welcome a six month old puppy into their family. Was she ready for another dog? Was she ready for another Corgi? She lost her first Corgi, which we rescued in Florida for her, in August of 2013 after a tragic accident. Tag wrote about her HERE.

I was told this new pup didn't look at all like Ceri. She's black and tan and white...and she has a tail! "A black-headed tri!", I told him. When he sent photos I told him she's a Pembroke with a tail and a beautiful face. Yes. I thought my sister would welcome this pup with open arms.

Currently, Di is staying at their campsite three hours from home, and her husband goes up for a week at a time, when he can take vacation time from work. His plan was to surprise her last weekend, and could I keep it a secret from her? I assured him I could.

I got a call from Di on Saturday after her husband arrived, calling me "Mrs. Secret Keeper", and I could hear her grin through the phone. I giggled and asked her what she thought. You can see her obvious joy in this photograph.

Here's where the real story begins. I found myself going around the house all morning as I waited for Di's call, thinking about what she might call this little girl. The first name that occurred to me was "Grace". I dismissed it because, well...Mom Grace, plus her best friend's granddaughter's name is "Gracelyn". No. she wouldn't go for that, but in spite of the fact that I have an entire list of "Corgi" names, nothing else occurred to me.

Well, I asked Di what she decided to name the puppy and without hesitation she responded, "Grace. Saving Grace, because she's saved me from my sadness over losing Dad's dog." I started to cry, and when she asked what was wrong, I told her about the only name that had been swirling around in my head for the past five or six hours. I told her we were more connected than simple genetics. Our connection is much deeper and more spiritual. Her reply was a simple, "I've known that for many years, Donna." I well up with tears again just recounting this exchange for you.

So, my friends, meet "Saving Grace" aka "Grace". I'm going to the campsite to spend a week with Di in July, so I'll get to meet this little girl. You know how she'll weasel her way into my heart, right? Another Corgi in the family, who tilts her head just like Tag did...sigh...and her ears are nearly as big! I can't wait!

Welcome to the family, Grace. We love you already.

January 23, 2020

Sweethearts...

Brynwood Needleworks - Farmhouse Valentines

I played with a little fabric on Monday, too. I pulled out my collection of Primitive Gatherings' (plus the dot fabric - not PG) Farmhouse Gatherings line of flannel fabric, and Lisa's "Sweethearts" pattern. I used the smallest heart shape in the pattern, and then used most of my own words for the hearts.

Lisa's hearts had words like "Be Mine", "I (heart) You", "All Mine", "Hug Me", "My Love", "Kiss Me", and "XOXO". I used "Kiss Me" and "XOXO", and then changed out the rest with "As You Wish" and "True Love" (from our favorite movie, The Princess Bride), and the initials inscribed in both of our wedding rings, "AB & A, AML".

Brynwood Needleworks - Farmhouse Valentines
 
In keeping with the number nine that I told you about yesterday, I'll be adding one more heart to the display. I like Lisa's "My Love", so that will probably be the last one. 

I have a few more Valentine touches to bring out before the actual holiday, but this is what our dining room table vignette looks like today. As an aside: Don't you love that my Thanksgiving/Christmas/Easter cactus is budding out again? Don't ask why. I have no idea. It will be nice to have more flowers for Valentine's Day, though. 

Brynwood Needleworks - Grace's "Dear Heart" Pillow

I have another sweet valentine pillow that I stitched for Mom (Grace). When she moved into a nursing home and her lifelong home was emptied, Deb gave it back to me. I treasure it, and am so grateful that I have it here. I wrote about receiving my gift back HERE after Mom's move. Her pillow is always displayed in my bedroom, but it will be displayed in the living room for Valentine's Day.

Sadly, she didn't live long enough to see my move back to Wisconsin, but I was blessed to speak with her the day she passed in 2014. I wrote about her last day HERE. I'm so glad I got to say one last "I love you, Mom".

Today would have been Mom's Birthday. I wish every day that we had her here with us, but I'll wish her a happy Heavenly Birthday. She knows how much I miss her, and I know she watches over me. I love you, Mom. 

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May 20, 2017

A Day Of Abundance...

Amish Waste Container

Sis came out to the farmhouse yesterday. She had things she wanted to give me, and a request to deliver. It was also a chance to show off how much work I've done since her last visit when I first got back here.

When I celebrated Easter with her and her partner, Jim, I saw her gorgeous oak waste container. It has a tip out front that conceals and contains a waste basket for her kitchen. I told her how much I loved it and she told me it was a gift from Jim, handcrafted by the Amish, near where I used to live. She told me that he could pick one up for me next time he goes back to the area. (I told her that I would pay for it up front, or reimburse him when he brought it. Deal!)

Amish Waste Container In Our Farm Pantry

As luck would have it, he and his sister went back last weekend and picked up one of them for me. He and Sis delivered it to me yesterday. I knew exactly where I wanted it to go in the pantry, and I placed one of our cutting boards on top of it. It fits in perfectly, don't you think?

Chair Caned By Mom

This was a gift I knew was coming, but receiving it was an emotional event. This is likely one of the last chairs that Mom caned, and now it belongs to me. It's a gorgeous chair, and knowing that Mom's hands restored it to its original glory makes it more beautiful to me.

Chair Carving Detail

Even the little bit of carving is perfect. Nothing over the top. Just lovely, understated and quiet...just like Mom. I'll treasure it always.

Caned Footstool

As Mom got older, it was more difficult for her to comfortably cane chairs. Jim made these sweet little stools, and then she was able to cane them on her lap while sitting. This was also one of the last pieces she caned. I'll find just the perfect place for it, too, but for now, I'll keep it near the chair.

Handcrafted Bird Feeder

Jim has been busy since Easter, too. He pulled out this great bird feeder to give to us. He made this especially for us at the farm.

Handcrafted Bird Feeder
 
I knew Jim is a talented woodworker. I've seen projects he's created for Sis, including her garden shed and back porch, so I shouldn't have been surprised to see this whimsical, bearded gent who will reside in our garden. It's so much fun, and so well made!
 
It was so nice to have Sis and Jim here, and all these gifts were bonus. There was one more thing...a gift with my name on it in Mom's handwriting. I'll tell you about that another day. This is more than enough for today.
 
It's the weekend again (already). Make it a good one, my friend.
 
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November 24, 2016

Love Never Dies...

Brynwood Needleworks via Pinterest
 
It's been two years today. 
It seems like yesterday...and forever.
I miss you, Mom.
 
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August 2, 2016

A Day With Sis...

Brynwood Needleworks - Sisters By Choice

This trip has been filled with joyful days, and yesterday was no exception. Deb brought lunch to our campsite, and we visited into the afternoon. (Deb is Mom Grace's daughter, and she has been my dear sister-by-choice for over forty years.)

As I sat visiting with her, I saw Mom's eyes...heard Mom's laugh...listened to Mom's voice...all alive in Deb. She's a beautiful, creative and talented woman I will always love in her own right. It was so nice to have this time with her.

I brought her "extended" Birthday gift with me, so I was able to see her reaction to the gifts I'd chosen for her. She didn't disappoint. Then, I was so surprised that she brought some of Mom's books with her for me to take home. You can imagine how grateful I was.

Of course, Tag and Bella were happy to have another visitor, and they showed their appreciation. It was cute to watch them with her.

Brynwood Needleworks - Aunty's Geraniums

After lunch, we headed up to my Aunty Margaret and Uncle Dick's house. I wanted to introduce Deb to my aunt, and our schedules all worked. Aunty Margaret is also loaning me her car for the rest of our visit so that Handsome and I can have the ability to visit in different directions without sharing one vehicle. It's really a wonderful gesture, and she did this for me on our last visit, too.

Brynwood Needleworks - Aunty's Purple Coneflowers
 
After Deb and I planned our next visit, she left for home. I stayed for dinner with my aunt and uncle before returning to the campground. I couldn't leave without first taking pictures of their beautiful garden. (I took lots, but had to share these two favorites.)

Handsome and I have special plans for today, and Tag and Bella will be with us, too. I'll tell you all about it when the time is right. Remember, "patience is a virtue"! 

See you tomorrow!
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May 7, 2016

Sunday Scripture - Mother's Day...

 
To all mother's, whether by birth, adoption, marriage or simply pure, unselfish, sharing love... 
Happy Mother's Day.
 
(Happy Mother's Day in Heaven, Mom Grace and Mother-in-law, Evelyn.)
xo

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November 24, 2015

It's Been One Year...

Written by Henry Scott Holland
It seems like forever...I feels like yesterday.
I miss you, Mom.
Brynwood Needleworks - Aunty Margaret's Daisies
 Daisies will always bring you to mind.
...Until God brings us together again.
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May 8, 2015

Mother's Day Eve...

Image from JenniferPosada.com
Today is the day before Mother's Day. 
 
I would have ordered a lush arrangement, brimming with daisies to be delivered today. They were Grace's favorite flowers...the unassuming, unpretentious daisy. I was honored to be able to gift her with an arrangement on every special holiday. She was always so grateful, and often told me, "I knew you wouldn't forget me." She was so right.

Not a single day passes that I don't think of her and wish that I could simply pick up the telephone and speak with her. I'd love to hear her voice, her laugh and her thoughts. 

This is our first Mother's Day without her. I'll call Sis to let her know she's in my thoughts this weekend, and we'll probably shed a tear or two together. Then we'll tell each other how Mom is so much happier now that she can spend Mother's Day - and every day - in Heaven, pain-free and whole.

If the person you call "Mom" is in Heaven, you know how I feel. If she's still here with you (and you share a loving relationship), I hope you'll be able to spend part of your day together. At the very least, give her a call and tell her how much she means to you.

I know there are some who don't have that loving relationship, even if their mother is still alive. To you, I would say, "Buy a small bouquet of daisies to share with a woman you love and admire, or give her a call and tell her what she means to you." She'll appreciate your thoughtfulness.

To all my blog friends who are moms, I want to take a moment to tell you that you're special and loved. Whether you spend the day with your kids or not, trust that you're in their thoughts. 

I know that I'm a day early, but not all of you come to visit with me on Sundays. Mother's Day blessings to each of you - now and always.
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December 31, 2014

Happy New Year 2015...

It's the first day of the new year and I'm so looking forward to the 
next 365 days. I see many new and wonderful adventures ahead
for Handsome and me, and Tag will surely be along for the ride.

 I'm already in the studio today, completing a few projects that
went unfinished last year, and I'm making a list of the other 
UFOs that are waiting for my hand. What a great way to begin
a new year...doing what I love best, while my husband and pup
are in the other room watching football and relaxing at home.
The other thing I've already done is chosen my word for 2015.
Image from Desert Stream.net
Last year, I chose "Grace"...little knowing how the year would end. This year I have chosen "Joy". Mom (Grace) is surely smiling at my choice. She would love that I've chosen joy to follow the sorrow of her loss. I've chosen joy to guide me through the next year.

These definitions will guide me as I pursue joy in 2015...As a noun, joy means a feeling of great pleasure and happiness or a thing that causes joy. As a verb, joy is to experience great pleasure or delight.  
Could you even imagine a day that was filled only with pure joy? This is my ambition. As my blog header states, "Thoughts on a joyful and creative life". I will seek to find as much joy as I'm able in every single day. Then, I'll do my best to share that joy with you in my daily blog posts. 

Wishing you and yours a very Happy New Year...
with many days filled with Joy

November 27, 2014

Tea and Transferware...

Thanksgiving Day is over. The leftover turkey and trimmings are in the refrigerator. Dishes are washed and put away. Today, I'm going to sit with a cup of tea and contemplate the past year, as I plan my strategy for my annual Christmas projects. It's hard to believe that Christmas is less than a month away. I'd better get crackin' soon!
My original Wednesday post was going to tell you about my English transferware and my latest acquisitions, but that can wait for another day. I did manage to find this plate, which was on my "must have" list. I even found a second one (same pattern) in red/white to go with my Memory Lane (American) transferware set. (Thanks, Denise, for starting my Memory Lane set for me. We now have a service for 4 of that pattern with the lovely acorns and oak leaves to use everyday!)

This iconic image of John and Priscilla Alden graced our dinner table yesterday for the first time, and will now serve to remind me of Mom and my first Thanksgiving without her. Don't worry. It won't be a sad reminder, but one of happier days and times spent together.

So, I now have this piece to use with my beautiful, antique Spode set, but I also have other new-to-me pieces I'll save to show you next week. I need to take more photographs first. Today, I'll make that cup of tea, make my lists and count my blessings.
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November 25, 2014

I'll Give You A Daisy A Day, Dear...

Mom and me. Summer 2014
I called and spoke with Mom yesterday morning. I wanted to wish her a Happy Thanksgiving and we shared our plans for the holiday. We talked about all those little things we always covered. I told her I probably wouldn't be coming north until spring, but that we'd keep in touch on the telephone until I could see her again. 

We ended our conversation the same way we always do..."I love you, Mom" and "I love you, too, honey". After I hung up the phone, I said it again to myself..."I love you, Mom."
When I got home from Paneras last night, Handsome took my hands in his and I knew something was different. He said, "I'm so glad you had a nice talk with Grace today. I'm sorry, honey. While you were gone, Deb (Grace's eldest child) called. Grace died this afternoon."

I called Deb (who calls me "Sis") and we talked about how I had just spoken with Mom on the phone today. We were both so glad that I had talked with her, and we cried together over our shared grief.

Mom didn't want an obituary. She said she didn't want her life distilled down to one paragraph, but I asked Deb if I could write about Mom on my blog today. She immediately said "yes". She knows I've written about Mom here in the past, and if you've been here regularly, I hope you've come to know this beautiful woman through my eyes.

Mom lived her entire eighty six years with decency and poise. She taught me more about love and life in the forty one years I've known her than anyone else. She loved me like her own children and often referred to me to others as her "third daughter". It was another of her gifts to me. She left this life as she lived it...quietly and with dignity. She simply fell asleep in her chair.

Her children, Deb, Damon, Dion and DeeDee, their families - and her "third daugher" - now mourn the loss of her light in our lives. There will be no fanfare on her passing. She didn't want that. So, I'll honor her the way I always have, by continuing to be the kind of woman who would make her proud.

Her favorite flowers were daisies. I would send them to her on every special occasion or holiday. When we were together, I would remind her of the words to the song...

"I'll give you a daisy a day dear, 
I'll give you a daisy a day.
I'll love you until the rivers run still,
And the four winds we know blow away."

She would have had a delivery of daisies today for Thanksgiving. Perhaps I'll order some to deliver here, instead, in her memory.
This is how I'll always remember her.
January 23, 1928 - November 25, 2014
Rest well, Mom. Until we're together again...I'll see you in my dreams.
  Love always, 
Your Third Daughter,
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August 10, 2014

"Wisconsin Memories" Book...

I finished my memory book last night. I'm calling it "Wisconsin Memories", 
and I've filled it with items that come to mind whenever I think of Wisconsin.
I didn't do anything to change the layout of my front cover, except to add the silver
 owl bead. I threaded my seam binding behind it after I finished making the bow.

Why the owl? One day, I looked out the window of our home to see a Great 
Horned Owl sitting in the old oak tree on our hillside. He was looking right back at
me! We watched each other for a long time that day. He belonged on the front cover,
 right along with the acorn. They represent the woods and wildlife on our property.
The first set of inside pages only changed a little. I added our favorite photo of me
with Bannor to the page. I printed it on linen fabric and then affixed it to the lace.

This was taken by a staff photographer for the Department of Natural Resources. 
I was featured in an issue of the DNR magazine celebrating the 25th Anniversary 
of Wisconsin's Hunter Education program because I was  the administrator for 
the Hunter Education program in Fond du Lac, WI and I was the first only female 
to hold one of the top three positions for the state-legislated Wisconsin Conservation 
Congress in their now-eighty year history. I was State Secretary for the organization.

I served as the administrator for the Hunter Ed program, and as WCC Secretary
for ten years during the 1990's. The photographer captured my reaction as Bannor
surprised me with a kiss, and of the thirty or so images he took, this is the one they
used. It's still my favorite picture of me with my boy, so I had to add it to my book.
The left side page represents Mom Grace. She taught me to crochet my first granny
square, so I made this one using #12 pearl cottons. She also loves daisies, so I stitched
a bouquet for her. The heart is Swarovski crystal. That sweetheart ribbon at the top
was so very appropriate for her page...and it was a recent gift from my generous friend,
Sherry of Createology blog. She sent a whole card-full, and it came just in time to use.

Of course, the right side also represents our high ground woods at Hawk Hill. There
were many squirrels that lived there. This squirrel is a design from The Hearts Content.
I stitched him using one thread of floss over one thread of linen. Michelle Palmer
created the wooden button with one of her ink drawing of an acorn. I love her work!
The center of my book is very special to me. First, the heron (a pendant) and 
the feather remind me of the birds that were always visible around Handsome's
and my home - lovingly called Hawk Hill. The feather represents the resident
hawks that inspired the name for our home. I also sewed a whole page of silver-
lined beads beneath my "North Star" on the right. They stand for all the blinking
fireflies that used to fill our view on hot, summer nights in July and August.

The left side page is a tribute to my paternal grandfather. Printed on fabric is 
an image of my grandfather's pride and joy...his mill house in White Creek, WI. 

He personally built a home that overlooked the creek and mill, and lived he there 
for a number of years. I worked about a half hour away and visited him often
when he lived there. It makes me happy just thinking of him and his bright smile.
Below the mill house, I stitched ruched seam binding (the same used to tie the
book closed). I also added a charm of a frog on a lily pad and three abalone discs.
They added sparkle, and made me think of the water swirling below the dam.
I have multiple collections of British cigarette cards, so I made a pocket to hold
a few of the cards representing some of my favorite Wisconsin flowers - geraniums,
chicory and wild roses. I just liked the basket of blueberries button, so there it is!

Anyone who knows me well, knows I love barns. I've pointed them out and marveled 
at them since I was a child. I have no idea why. They just always captivated me. A
quilt and robin's eggs in a bird nest also seemed to go with the theme for this page.
My final set of pages has a vintage crocheted lace sewn to make a pocket of the
faces I remember most affectionately when I think of Wisconsin...all the beloved
dogs, long gone but never forgotten; our sons and their wives and children. Our
hearts fairly burst when we think of them; and one of my favorite photos of 
Handsome with our grandchildren. That little red head hanging on his neck, 
and the older two grands being silly and serious. We miss seeing them every day.
These are two of the photos that I placed in the pocket. There is a third - a family
photo taken of all of us in the studio of a photographer friend up north. 

The last page is my Brynwood page. I began Brynwood Needleworks in 1989
as the name of my cross stitch design business. Although I rested for a while, 
I've been Brynwood Needleworks ever since. Acorns and oak leaves were my
inspiration for the logo that was designed for me all those years ago. The pin
on the right side of the page was available to my customers - and I even have
a dozen or so of them left. I may have more of them made in the future to sell.
  So, there you have it. My completed labor of love - "Wisconsin Memories". I'm
 sure I'll add more photos to my last page. My BFF and other family members will
 be tucked into the pocket, too. I always think of them when my mind goes north.
This was really a fun project. While I'm quilting, everything has a certain size and
 place, but with this little book, my mind could wander and explore. I'm sure I'll make
 more in the future, but for now, I'll just enjoy this one...my heart in a little fabric book.
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