Saturday, January 31, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
The hat has such a sweet shape and some very pretty embroidery on it.
Detail on the hat.
This was my favorite picture of her in it.
I think my grandsons will be interested to see what a soldier looked like in the 50's...but by that big grin I think we can surmise he was having a lot of fun!
Monday, January 26, 2009
There are two kinds of dress-up...the first kind I showed on the first post...the kind where kids just find whatever is in the box or handy and make up their own creations. The second kind is wearing real costumes. I have posted a few of my grandkids below wearing costumes. And looking through these photos I realized that we have more homemade costumes than purchased ones...aren't those by far the best? Here is Kory, age 3 as a nurse. This costume was worn by all my girls and was originally inspired by Kory's great grandma Bethel who wore uniforms like this in her career as a nurse.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
1 1/4 cups unbleached flour, plus more for dusting the work surface
Saturday, January 24, 2009
I always kept a wooden box, filled with cast off clothes, jewelry and costumes for the girls to play with. The photo at right is our three girls and another neighbor girl in Portland. Joy is a clown, Julie is Cinderella (before the ball) and JoAnn is the angel?
And this is the 3rd generation...granddaughters Kory (at left) and Kendall (below). Kory got such a kick out of thinking that all dressed up she looked like Grammy (me). However, I am not THAT gray, my glasses are not THAT big, and I am not in the habit of wearing little pink hats! But you get the idea....
Friday, January 23, 2009
Here she is looking at the flowers on it.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
The act of putting pen to paper (or in this case, fingers to keyboard) does make me pause and think and hopefully think a little more deeply. I was thinking about silence the other day. There is a vast difference between silence and quietness. You can have a quiet heart and soul while things rage around you. But silence requires just that. I was sitting the other day and thinking that although I greatly enjoy listening to music I appreciate my silence most of all. Then I stopped in my thinking to realize that it really wasn't silence at all. These are the things I could hear in the few minutes I really listened: a dog barking, the clock ticking and occasionally chiming, a candle sputtering, the wind blowing, the furnace starting, a faucet occasionally dripping and a car starting. I realized that my silence was filled with noises, comforting noises. So last night I listened in the night to see if I could hear silence. Nope! Still the wind blew, my husband was breathing lightly and the house had settling noises. If I were outside at night I know I would hear even more noises...so I came to the conclusion that as long as I am alive and breathing I will always hear some noise. The levels are just different depending on what noises are around and how many.
The Bible has several things to say about silence...here are just a few I was thinking about.
Psalms 62:1 "My soul waits in silence for God only..."
Revelation 8:1 "And when He broke the seventh seal, there was silence in heaven for about half an hour."
Ecclesiastes 3:7 "A time to be silent, and a time to speak."
Psalms 23:2 "He makes me lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside quiet waters. He restores my soul."
Proverbs 17:1 "Better is a dry morsel and quietness with it than a house full of feasting with strife."
I Thess. 4:11 "...to make your ambition to lead a quiet life and attend to your own business."
I Timothy 2:2 "...in order that we may lead a tranquil and quiet life in all godliness.."
I think there is no real and complete silence on earth...just the comfort of quietness. In the above passage in Revelation the silence in heaven before the 7th seal must be truly terrifying. I am thankful today for little comforting sounds in my quietness....for God's acceptance of my repentance.
In today's culture quietness is a hard commodity to find. But it is worth seeking after...and learning to pattern our lives along its lines. The beauty of quietness..
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
I am all the way over in West Virginia. Our contact is limited but we have wonderful memories of our friendship and the help we were to each other so many times in those years. Having my cups up reminds me of that time. I really am thankful that God supplied that kind of a friend for me. Decorations can be so much more than decorations!
Saturday, January 17, 2009
A few years ago Target reintroduced some old and new Brambly Hedge products. About a year ago Julie found this card matching game (showing Wilfred and Primrose) at a used clothing sale and bought it for me. It had never been opened, and was a real treat.
Friday, January 16, 2009
but I still miss them. The metronome is a wonderful way for me to remember our friendship.
In our neighborhood we have an occasional open house at Christmas time or sometimes a barbeque in the summer. We are all ready to help out a neighbor or attend a wedding or graduation celebration. It is a wonderful neighborhood for kids to grow up in or for taking long walks. I have been blessed to live here.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
This January I have to stay quiet because I am not supposed to be on my feet. But it's amazing how busy I can be, even sitting down. I need to keep reminding myself to not worry about undone tasks, not to stress over getting something done (like a blog written) but to concentrate on contemplation and just walking hand in hand with Jesus. It is very complicated to slow down in our world of hustle, and I'm finding it's an art that I need to learn all over again. I remember the freedom of it as a child but have lost it along the way. Worry and anxiety play their parts in this process too. I hope to learn it again and keep it in my life when I return to full activity. That is my prayer for this quiet time, this time of lying down in green pastures beside the still waters.