Monday, July 8, 2019

Half way thru the year! Already!

Just a few days ago I turned the page on my "Daily Devotions for Women" and it said that at noon that day the year would be half way completed.  Came as sort of a shock because I hadn't been thinking about it I guess.  Time flies!  I do know that summer's here and it's hot and uncomfortable, we're mowing every week (and could mow every couple days), I'm not feeling like being outdoors because of the humidity and the BUGS (and I like being outside), and the calendar says that I've already breezed through another half year of my life.  You know, life is so very short.  I realize it almost every day now, the older I get ...  We were talking about that very thing at Sunday School yesterday ... But I digress.  

I've been somewhat busy lately and wishing I had more time to just sit back and think.  But God is good and this is probably what I should be doing.  We went to the INUMC annual conference in Indy in mid-June and that was different.  Yes, different.  That's the word.  Just like life is so different now in this country.  More "different" than I ever thought it would get in my lifetime.  But I'm glad I went and I did my duty to my local congregation -- which I was representing.  Wendell was  a district equalization delegate, so he voted, too.  It was fun to spend a day in the city.  When we lived downtown Indy we truly enjoyed it and I felt a little tug of wonderful memories pulling me back when we were out walking to lunch.  Who knows? ...

Wendell's been to the cardiologist again recently and had all sorts of tests and they say he's doing great.  Good news!  On the negative side of that equation though, they put him on a drug that costs over $500 a month.  And we have no Rx insurance ... We'll figure it out.  We have to!

Here's what happening ...

My potting bench is looking pretty good this summer.  My gosh; we've gotten enough rain to keep everything looking good!  I love the little chicken feeder/planter I found at an antiques shop in Vincennes; put some succulents and herbs in it.

Here's my personal chef ... cooking some steaks he got for Father's Day!
We went back to Steve Meadows' gallery in Palestine IL again recently.  I got out of there with just one small purchase ...  But I'm asking for another pothead for my birthday this year [Wendell: hint hint hint].
I made this little lap quilt from left-over scraps from the military walker pockets we made this spring at Project Kindness.  I hope some guy in a Greene County retirement facility will be keeping his knees warm under it this Fall.

Benjie finished quilting these two quilts.  This one was an antique top I found in an antiques shop in southern Illinois on the way to TX last year.  I really love the old fabrics used here and wish I knew the lady who pieced this and then never got around to quilting it.  Just one of life's little mysteries ...

And here's the opposite extreme.  A very modern quilt I finished last fall.  Benjie did an excellent job of quilting it!  The fabric line was called Reel Time, so that's what I'm calling this quilt.  It's much prettier "in person" than pictured here IMHO.
We went to West Baden Spring Hotel for an over-priced lunch last week.  I LOVE this place.  Wish we had been staying there, but not this time.  We drove around Patoka Lake while we were in the neighborhood, which is way high from all the rain this summer!  Wendell was dreaming of fishing all the time we were there, I know.  He doesn't get to do that anymore.  Here's another couple pictures I took that day ...

(The details you see everywhere in the hotel are outstanding!)

The lobby where you check in ...
Went to the INUMC Archives at DePauw University to take some stuff from our church.  (I'm our church historian.)  After I was done in the library, it was a lovely day so I walked around the campus.  Came across this unusual rock at the corner of the oldest, and the original college, building.  Love, love, love this rock!  Is that natural?!?  That ribbing stands out.

Well, I'll close with this picture of Wendell walking ahead of me on the trail in our woods.  It's sort of a freaky picture; he looks like he's being bathed by a heavenly light.  That's my guy.  
Have a blessed summer and may your trails be full of bird song, wildflowers; may it be smooth, straight and never uphill.





Tuesday, May 28, 2019

Is this July or May ???

I'm already tired of summer and it's not even officially here yet!  Yikes!  

Here's what I've been about recently...

Recently finished four pieces of punch needle work and used fabric glue to quickly attach three of them to these little zippered canvas bags.  I think they'll make nice gifts.

Went to Betty M.'s home in Huntingburg recently and several of us from the HHRHG made these quillie trees, Betty giving the instruction.  Such fun!  The hardest part was making the quillies themselves.  There were about 10 of us plus some who just came to visit.  Betty's home is lavishly decorated and her wool room is to die for!  I hate to hear that she will be moving from Indiana soon!  Betty, I'll miss you for sure.  My tree was finished at home but I still need a bird or something for a 'topper'.  When they were all lined up for a photo I was ashamed to be the only one not finished but I TALKED too much -- who's surprised ...  For pictures of everyone's tree, look at our Guild's blog at: hoosierhills.blogspot.com
At Project Kindness we finally finished our walker pockets for veterans.  Here's the ones for the Navy guys.  (My guy was an AF guy and we did some for that branch, too!)  We took some to Linton Nursing Home and some to Autumn Trace, also in Linton.  Decided that the women at the Linton NH needed some, too, so that's our next project, along with more meal-time cover-ups.

Here's one of three carpenter bee traps Wendell made this spring.  He's trapped a lot of them so far.  That means just a few less holes they can drill in our decks and outside stairways!  Very simple to make fix. 

Here's my new chicken and chicks!  Aren't they cute?  Got these in Ft. Davis this winter and just moved them outside last week so maybe they can take care of some of the millions of bugs around here!  LOL!   Very cute!

I saw this sign at a flea market and just like liked it ... in case you can't make it out, the line in yellow says "$3.00 to fly, $70.00 to land"  Love it!

Now, I'll close with a story about something that happened here this a.m.  ... The day started early for us and several other people.  Before 10:00 all of this happened here or within sight and sound: I went out and worked in the side yard on the flower beds, county highway dept. man meets W. below our house on the road to talk about some work that needs to be done on a culvert on the lower driveway, lawn service comes to mow the property back the lane below us, farmer John discs his field on the west side of the association driveway, farmer south across the road begins to plant, neighbor kid rides his 4-wheeler around their pond & field, neighbor George does a little mowing.  

Now I'm beginning with that description of activities to explain why the next thing to happen was so extraordinary.  After I was finished in the yard I went to the porch to sit a spell and W. joined me there, walking up from his truck which he'd just parked out by his garage (after talking to the highway dept. guy).  I had just seen a doe in the yard and she ran back into the woods when she saw him come up to the front of the house.  As we were sitting there she came back out a couple more time, acting 'funny'.  Then I said, "Look!  There's a fawn!"  Well, it was a just-born fawn.  Literally, just born.  Doe was still bloody about the tail and back legs, and the fawn could hardly walk and was just wobbling all over the place.  She was trying to get him/her SOMEWHERE where there was nothing going on!  I felt so sorry for her.  We watched quietly for about half an hour until she finally coaxed it north across our driveway into the next lot (even though George was still out -- and he has a dog).  That poor fawn bleated continually like a little lamb!  I had never heard that before and I've seen lots of fawns but never one just-born.  I was so worried about it.  It could barely walk.  And the poor mother ran here and there in a panic and must have not been feeling 100% herself!  Wendell said, 'aren't you going to try to take some pictures?' but I wanted to respect her privacy.  Is that silly?

Well, just another day in the country I guess.  See what you're missing!?   Come sit with me on the porch some time.  God is good.