Saturday, April 19, 2014

Saturday Snapshot - Counting Hexagons



I recently became enthralled with the idea of 'paper piecing' and hexagons and the quilt pattern known  as Grandmother's Garden.




I've sewn a lot of  things over the years and the idea of revisiting all those projects over the course of making a quilt that is put together in a random fashion intrigues me, so I have stepped off on this monumental project. I baste small pieces of fabric onto heavy paper hexagons. These hold the shape of the hexagon perfectly and form crisp fabric edges that will later be stitched together over and over and over again to form a randomly colored quilt face.




I am NOT the type of person that necessarily chooses to be random, but this is a project that is a psychological exercise for me. Facing up to the randomness of life, thinking about random memories from my family's life as I stitch particular pieces of fabric, and letting my mind wander randomly as I make this quilt will surely be an interesting journey.

Of course, my typically organized mind has already begun wondering just how many of these little hexagons I must baste and then sew together to make a queen-sized quilt .... over 3000. The saga begins.

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Thursday, April 10, 2014

Opening Day ! - Poetry Jam




OPENING DAY!

grass turns green
hats come out
gloves get limbered –
old hands return to
springtime duty
new blood races
hopes and dreams awaken
gravelly voice shouts
PLAY BALL ! 

sunlight glares on
upturned smiling faces
scoreboard flashes
tears flow when anthem
blares out over the crowd
youngsters race
to grab their dreams
that hang the end of each
well swung bat – CRACK!

old timers lean back
pace themselves with peanuts
cold beer and perhaps
a dog of an umpire
carping the plays or nodding
approval with grins like
old fences they remember
peeking round or crawling over
before getting pitched - OUT!

shared at Poetry Jam, where this week's theme is 'baseball and barriers' ...




















Sunday, April 6, 2014

Mag 214 - Into Blue


Into Blue 

Rise up as smoke that filters from the wreckage. 
Send up your spirit to mingle with others. 
Feel a lightening of heart and a catch in the breath, 
as soul energy passes outward and upward into blue. 

There is a place where others gather above that spot, 
a hallowed arena of remembered images from the multitudes. 
They pass in and out and around that special place of loss, 
And day and night they pause, imagining columns rising into blue. 

Dust swirls around the heart’s remembrance. 
Faces dim and memories pass in, out, and around corners. 
One night though, a glance upward makes one pause 
The eye follows a glow, a stream, a call into blue.

9/11/09 

This image is very haunting to me, reminding me of the loss of loved ones on the morning of September 11, 2001 ... one might forever reach for the dust in the light, trying to touch a loved one just one more time.


shared with other writers at Magpie Tales

The Monuments Men - Robert M. Edsel




This was a book that I really wanted to have read before I saw the movie, but alas ... the movie came to our little rural backwater before I could lay hands on the text. Consequently, I was left always trying to match the actors to the actual Monuments Men that Robert Edsel brings alive through narrative, letters home, Nazi bureaucratic correspondence, and description of military front line movements. I'm so glad I read this book, as I gained better understanding of this chapter in WWII history.

Saturday, March 29, 2014

Saturday Snapshot ... A Gnome and a Note



There's a gnome in the house! This little guy arrived out of the blue this week from a young lady who used to be in my Daisy/Brownie/Junior troop ... over 20 years ago! How's THAT for a random act of kindness ???

Actually, Heather and I reconnected when I looked up all the girls (on FB ... where else???) that were in Girl Scouts 'back in the day' when I was a rowdy and fun-loving troop leader. I lead the same group of girls for just about eight years. I saw them grow and change and become such cool individuals! I swear. We did so many fun things as a troop that many of the girls have let me know just what a blast their Scouting experience was... and that's very gratifying because you just never know at the time what reaction you're getting when you're leading a troop, teaching a class, or dealing with any group of kids. Know what I mean?

Anyway, we decided earlier this year to practice an experiment in 'random acts of kindness' and Heather surprised me this week with this adorable garden gnome that she made in a ceramics class and a dear note ... so cute and so treasured!

... this post is shared with others at Saturday Snapshot, a weekly photo share that Melinda Ott sponsors at her website ... West Metro Mommy Reads ... head on over and check out the other entries! Then, think about posting your own snapshot! 


Thursday, March 27, 2014

An Alphabet For Gourmets - M.F.K. Fisher


It's not easy for me to wax eloquent on M.F.K. Fisher's book, An Alphabet For Gourmets. Her style is surely a reflection of an ascerbic personality ... an independent woman with healthy appetites who is unafraid of embracing them and reflecting on them, to boot! I'm betting she was great fun to have at a dinner party, but also a guest who would be carefully matched at table with dining companions. 

Her book is as the title suggests - a series of essays that reflect on various aspects of the gastronomic experience. Everything from gluttony to aspic, from meringues to aphrodisiacs is served up. Her reminiscences of gourmet meals in exotic locations, tongue-in-cheek comments on certain dinner companions, and spearing of pretentious parties is great fun to read. Mixed in are short recipes that she feels must be shared. Some are utterly homey and others are fancy and highbrow, but delivered in her clear way, they seem accessible to the common foodie. 

One gets the feeling that M.F.K. Fisher traveled and lived well, crossed through many social circles, and settled into her California country house for a long series of remembrances, taking the best from her travels and savoring them with a good bottle of wine and a typewriter.

I read these essays over the course of the winter. The book sat on my bedside table and I would pick it up every few days and read one or more before turning off the lamp at night. I was left with a chuckle or a thought about a particular food or a wondering thought about traveling in France or what restaurant life was like during the fifties and sixties, or the beginnings of the American food scene that grew in the media in the post-war years. It was a good book for cogitating ...


Saturday, March 15, 2014

Saturday Snapshot - Pretty Food !

I was cleaning up my computer this week and transferring much of my food photos from my other blog onto disc for archiving. I got to thinking about all the pretty food that I've made in the last few months and thought I'd tempt you a bit ...