"Make it your ambition to lead a quiet life and attend to your own business and work with your hands........" 1 Thessalonians 4:11

Saturday, November 3, 2018

November has arrived

I love to see the cottage smoke
Curl upwards through the trees,
The pigeons nestled round the cote
On November days like these...
~John Clare (1793–1864), "Autumn"

I love early November.  The days here have been so pleasant! 
I wish they would stay this way all of the time!  My husband, Sophie dog, Taboo Kitty
and I have been enjoying leisurely afternoon walks.  The wild brush is turning 
into a colorful canvas.

The mornings are very chilly and often covered with thick fog

My thoughts are turning to the woods where I want to 
start to work on garden spaces

The new banties have started laying the tiniest of eggs

yet, I still have vibrant and lovely zinnias in the flower garden
with whimsical creatures enjoying it all

My thoughts are also turning towards the holiday 
foods that I want to fix for our Thanksgiving 
gatherings. I am keeping the menu
simple with every one's usual favorite foods
but I am also going to make at least one 
decorative pie. This one is peach

and this one is cherry. 
We have wood stocked up for the fire place
and I am waiting on word from my children 
to see who will decide to fly home for 
the holidays......my heart is hopeful to 
see them all.
So tell me.........
how is your weather?  What are your Thanksgiving plans?
I would love to hear!

Saturday, October 6, 2018

There is a lovely old house.........in Vermont

that I saw on a website.........and it is for sale
I love our home that we have.......and will never move from it.
But , I have to admit...........these lovely, lonely old places, call to me and
tear at my heartstrings and I can easily imagine living
in them.  
There is also a lovely poem I found ........on the Internet
that fits my feelings perfectly
so, I share this with you today.

“A Quiet Place” by Flora Turrill

Let me find a little house
A home with pretty views
Where evening sunsets 
Lace the sky with glorious pinky hues

Let me ponder memories
And watch the flowers grow
A while to sit and daydream
Some seed that I may sow

Let me find a little house
Placed far away from town
To seek out Nature's luxuries
Upon the unscathed ground

Let me live a humble life
Beneath cerulean skies
For golden is a life well spent
I pledge to treasure mine

Tell me......is there a lovely place that,
although, you love where you are,
still steals your heart away?
I would love to hear!

Friday, September 14, 2018

The grounds are showing their beauty.......

from the long Zinnia gardens

I have planted here and there........

Their many vibrant colors

and large blossoms, bring me much joy!

I planted them around Gertrude this year......
as you see, she looks very worn and tired from 
a long hot summer

The brush and landscape are also showing 
their own signs of beauty. This bush

produces little white fuzzy pods every year

The white and yellow wild daisies are also in bloom

Even the moss covered mesquite tree has it's own beauty.

A vibrant bumble bee adds to the color

The only thing I cannot see beauty in.......is, what
is happening to the pasture next to us

I used to be able to take the prettiest photos of
wildflowers, morning sun rise, and late evening moons

now large growling machines, are ripping up the earth,
and soon our peace, quiet, fresh air , and possibly our water
will be contaminated with an oil rig.
They are closing in all around  us.........
making my soul very sad.

So I cling to the beauty that surrounds our home,
hoping it will last through what we know as 
and I try to think upon this quote
“The greater part of our happiness or misery depends upon our dispositions,
 and not upon our circumstances.” 
 Martha Washington

Thursday, August 30, 2018

Yesterday morning, I had the scare of my life and a close brush of

a terrible thing to happen
I have been frustrated with the storage shed where I have all differnt kinds of things stored  ,  because the varmints have pushed all of the plastic tubs over and are in there. I did not want to go in there to clean it, but yesterday  morning, something was just bouncing along the walls.  
I also wanted to get my plastic nursery crates for my plants.  I opened the doors with a shovel.......nothing came out.  My plastic bag of crates had holes from rats and was lying at the door. I picked up the plastic bag and carried it out.  I laid it on the ground and started pulling out the crates from the ruined bag..........then I reached to pick up the last larger plastic planter.........and I heard a slight rattle.  Before I had time to think, out popped a rattlesnake's head and missed my arm by an inch! He was in that bag all of the time as I carried it out!

As I have told you in previous posts, we are run over with
the now dangerous Mojave rattlesnake that does not rattle to let you know 
it is there. It only rattles after it is on the attack.  They are more of a pit viper with
the poison being 16 times as deadly as a cobra.
It then came out so quickly and I was swinging the shovel as it kept striking at me.   but I finally managed to give it a good whack.  It shocked me so much that 
I almost fainted and was shaky after I had made it back to the house. 
Anyhow, the shed and the well house, which I was going to go after when I got the shed cleaned is going to wait until freezing January.  I am now too scared to poke my head in there!
I feel so very lucky to have not been bitten. 

On a happier note......my rose moss is blooming in 
all brilliant colors

and the morning glory blooms so pretty in the morning hours.
Several little hummingbirds have been such a delightful 
entertainment in the morning and late afternoon

My new little banty hens have grown big 

enough to run along with my little roosters, Gus and Tex.
They love their new little hens!

 The little Mille Fleur chicks have the
most whimsical feathered feet
and they are colorfully speckled
I have one little Sebright hen and she has a lacey 
lovely look to her!
So tell me.......
what is happening in your backyard?
Remember, if you are going through storage,
be very careful!

 and in answer to your questions  about the little bantams and chickens being in danger from the snakes,  yes, rattlesnakes do find their way into the chicken yard, luckily, the chickens do have high places to jump up to perch on, however the snakes can still crawl up anything.  I constantly check my chicken yard, chicken houses and nests during the day, and then I go out late at night to check because the snake crawl at night worse. 


Monday, August 6, 2018

There's a shelf in my kitchen holding up an assortment of things that I love................

teapots and teacups, covered in roses and flowers..........along with old platters............

and then there are the Atlas and Mason jars..................I love them.
 I love the blue and blue/green  color of the blue Mason,
and the intricate designs on the clear Atlas.

 One year at Christmas time, many years ago, when our children were very small,  my mother labored and cooked away in her tiny kitchen and brought her collection of beautiful jars
filled with homemade fudge, chocolate drops..........and cookies of every shape and flavor. Some she filled with her homemade picante sauce.............which I can never make taste like hers........no matter how many times I make it.  So many jars.......all filled with homemade goodness and love. 
 Her collection of jars were also a gift for me to keep.    

Out of all of the gifts and guests that year.............
I remember this...........and think about that time each time I look upon these jars
 that greet me each morning.

I have reflected on that time and the jars as I stitch away 
on my  latest project. I have been embroidering a set of mason 
jars, filled with an assortment of flowers.
This is a work in progress on a white blouse.
I still have more designs to put on the shirt
and many hours of embroidery ahead.
So tell me,
do you have vintage canning jars?
Do you use them for decoration.....or for filling with goodies?
I would love to hear!

Saturday, July 28, 2018

Life is such a blur it seems at times.............

fast traffic, 
fast food orders,
fast help or service,
fast internet,
and so on.
These days and the year have just seemed to fly by so quickly,
so...........I feel blessed,
to wake up......without a sound to wake me.......
to walk at a slow pace........taking in the quiet world 
around me

realizing , that I am not the only one
enjoying the quiet solitude

to be able to "stop and smell the roses"

and the other flowers along the way

to greet a weird creature that is ambling along

to hear the sound of the chickens in the chicken yard

the only one that seems to be in a hurry is 
a lizard.....running quickly........but slowing down
to allow me to take it's photo. 

to sit out in the day with the one I love 

and to see the beauty of a rumbling sky

and when the day ends with the moon to bid
to truly know it was a bliss filled day.
How about you??......tell me
is life whizzing by you quick and fast?
How do you like to "slow things down?"
I would love to hear. 

Visit my cooking blog for a flavorful, tender and moist
cake......that will help you to slow down and enjoy!
just click onto this link