Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Embroidery
Enjoying warmth of little loved ones snuggling close while we watch the drama unfold out on the Kansas prairie. Right now, I'm just finishing up the second disk of Disneys' Little House on the Prairie, with the most interested and empathetic bunch of children I know. So entirely captivated by the struggles and challenges of the early settlers life on the frontier, there was (almost) no couch cushion squabbling. And let me tell you, that is a rare thing indeed. This
Stepping back in time to a simpler life, inspired me to finish up this little embroidery project I've been working on. And thrust forward on a burst of enthusiasm, that is notoriously linked to completing smaller tasks, I am tentatively investigating the possibility of designing that sweater I spoke about earlier. With the help of one of the great masters and advocates of 'winging it", none other than the Elizabeth Zimmerman, oh how I love her bravery. So inspiring!
One of my favorite finds while thrifting or yard saleing, are the vintage and antique books.
Getting the Most Out of Life -an Anthology from Readers Digest, is one of the more beautiful of the books that I own. I keep it on the shelf next to my sewing machine along with a picture of my great grandmother and a little painting of a mushroom and ladybug done by my grandma, to inspire and motivate me in all my creative endeavors.
For today I'll share an excerpt I read when I first held this treasure and cracked open the yellowed pages to peer inside.
Wishing you a Wonder Filled Week, Enjoy your Monday!
Three Days to See
by Helen Keller
"...I have often thought it would be a blessing if each human being were stricken blind and deaf for a few days at some time during his early adult life. Darkness would make him more appreciative of sight; silence would teach him the joys of sound.Now and then I have tested my seeing friends to discover what they see. Recently I was visited by a very good friend who had just returned from a long walk in the woods, and I asked her what she had observed. "Nothing in particular," she replied.
How was it possible, I asked myself, to walk for an hour through the woods and see nothing worthy of note? I who cannot see find hundreds of things to interest me through mere touch. I feel the delicate symmetry of a leaf. I pass my hands lovingly about the smooth skin of a silver birch, or the rough, shaggy bark of a pine. In spring I touch the branches of trees hopefully in search of a bud, the first sign of awakening Nature after her winter's sleep. I feel the delightful, velvety texture of a flower, and discover its remarkable convolutions; and something of the miracle of Nature is revealed to me. Occasionally, if I am very fortunate, I place my hand gently on a small tree and feel the happy quiver of a bird in full song. I am delighted to have the cool waters of a brook rush through my open fingers. To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug. To me the pageant of seasons is a thrilling and unending drama, the action of which streams through my finger tips.
At times my heart cries out with longing to see all these things. If I can get so much pleasure from mere touch, how much more beauty must be revealed by sight. And I have imagined what I should most like to see if I were given the use of my eyes, say, for just three days. "
this moment
{this moment} inspired by soulemama
A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.
Walking and riding
Enjoying a brisk walk outside in between the rain storms, my thoughts turn to the contrast of our lives these days and the delicate balance of life in this season.
The sky stays grey on our walks around the neighborhood now, and the cold wind on our cheeks and in our lungs is exhilarating and refreshing. Returning home, outerwear is quickly ditched by the door, with the bustle of everyone rushing for a spot by the fire, I move through the kitchen with dinner preparations and holiday music playing in the background. The warmth of returning home is just as sweet and refreshing.
Yes, this is a most wonderful time of the year.
(photo by Liora)
Yes, this is a most wonderful time of the year.
this moment
this moment} inspired by soulemama
A Friday ritual. A
single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special,
extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you're
inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all
to find and see.
trick or treat
Our Halloween post..a bit delayed..
All our costumes this year were mama made, we have
Red riding hood (Once Upon a Time inspired), our very own Epic Pink Rainbow Unicorn,
Snow White ("NOT the Disney one," -Nia), and our little black widow spider.
It all started with an idea, and a drawing. From this to..
This
and for the other three, simply repeat.
..and my quick little spider suit, oh, thank goodness one of my children decided on a
simple costume this year!
Can you guess our costumes, we got so many different
references while we were out...it was kinda funny...
Mother Nature and Father Time, a few people got it.
Happy Halloween!
Happy Halloween!
this moment
this moment} inspired by soulemama
A Friday ritual. A
single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special,
extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you're
inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all
to find and see.
thirteen
Recently we celebrated our very first "teen " birthday.
Yes, somehow quite mysteriously, my tiny baby boy has grown into a wonderful thirteen year old young man. Like magic. To commemorate such a milestone in the life of our dear son, we created not just a regular birthday celebration day, but
a Quest.
First, we handed him his invitation scroll, where he is offered the choice to accept the challenge of the quest, which although a bit perplexed he eagerly accepted.
On his next scroll, were simple instructions, get everything you think you will need for the day,
grab your bike and helmet and head out. We have a little coffee shop near home where the kids
enjoy a free hot chocolate on their birthday, this was his first stop. Tylor, the girls and I just walked out of the house and went right out to the car, where we pulled out of the drive and just out of sight and waited anxiously for Evan to emerge and begin his journey. Before I left, Evan came out of his room asking, "what should I bring Mama?" I just smiled at him and said You Know what you will need, and then walked outside. About once a week, these kids get the adventure bug and they're popping in and out of the kitchen and various rooms "gathering supplies" for their journey. So, I knew the just given some time and quiet, all those days of rehearsing would connect with his natural instincts and he would Know just what to bring. So, as we sat and waited the minutes feeling like hours, Tylor and I both began to question, should we go inside and see if he is okay? No, we decided, he can do this, and this is our time to let go and show him that we believe in him. Just then he emerged pack on his back helmet on ready to go.
We rode ahead and conspired with the baristas to hand off the next scroll and the family bow and quiver, along with the birthday hot chocolate.
This scroll was written to be a riddle, not too confusing, but just vague enough
to hint at our next meeting stop a nearby park where we rode ahead to set up his first challenge, archery.
I designed the quest with three challenges, one from each of his sisters, Liora was up first, she just loves archery. (we brought his hot chocolate for him, easier to ride with both hands)
A few minutes after setting up, we spot him riding right past us, so we all waved, yelled and generally made about as much noise as we do anywhere we go. Taking off his helmet he tells us he almost went the wrong way, but felt he should check his scroll again to be sure he was going the right way, and then made the turn into the park to where we were. Those instincts.
For the archery challenge, he received his next scroll when he hits the red at the center of the target.
It took a few tries, and with the force of his arrows, Evan actually obliterated the posts holding the target, so adjustments needed to be made, in the end the target was actually on the ground, but he
persisted and won his scroll delivered by his smiling sister.
..within the scrolls are pieces of what he is beginning to realize are to a treasure map..
not sure what do do with it for now he stows them in his pack, and rides to his next challenge,
a photo scavenger hunt.
At the riverfront carousel, Evan made quick work of his list, and was only stumped by the one item on the list his papa suggested, a five mile an hour boat sign under the bridge he crossed.
Checking off each item on the list was Nia's task and once approved, she delivered his next scroll.
Time to figure out what to do next, I wrote his last scroll without instructions on where to go next.
Knowing Evan is a fan of Sherlock Holmes, I had Lilly carrying with her to each challenge a bag which contained his last piece of the map and a shovel. It was up to him to connect the dots that each sister had given him a scroll, and then to ask Lil for the last one.
With a few hints from us, he solved the puzzle and asked Lilly for his final scroll and determined that the map was of our yard.Realizing his next move was a long ride home(and up a hill) he decided it was time for a snack, and the girls enjoyed a brief playtime at the park.
Papa made this special wood box to stow the treasure
Evan's quest was complete, but not over.
As our hero returned home from his journey he
was greeted at the door by his family... as a boy becoming a man.
With each of his sisters holding a gift to bestow on their triumphant brother,
and ladysmith black mambazo playing on Pandora, Papa read his congratulations and welcome home
scroll which highlighted each of the true qualities of a man Evan had proven on his quest.
At each point in the scroll, one of his sisters presented his own pocket knife, a t shirt with a crest depicting his journey and qualities, and a mama made felt birthday crown.
Finally, wearing his shirt and crown, his papa removed his jacket to reveal a matching shirt,
asked Evan to kneel and Knighted him a true Lambson man with the wood sword they made together.
We enjoyed celebrating Evan for the rest of the day, there was cake and ice cream and of course
lots of handmade gifts of love.
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