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My first Crochet Project

I learned how to crochet.

I did a simple search through Pinterest, and found a super easy to follow tutorial for beginners.

Yarn colors

Yarn colors

In just a few hours, with many pause & restarts of the video, I finally got the hang of it.  I made Crochet flowers.

My very first Crochet flower

My very first Crochet flower

Crochet Flowers

Crochet Flowers

Next, I made several long braided ropes using my own technique which is very similar to crocheting, only using just my hands and cotton twine.  I then positioned & sewed the crochet flowers onto the braided ropes.

Lace Curtains with Crochet flower tie backs

Lace Curtains with Crochet flower tie backs

 

Crochet flower tie backs

Crochet flower tie backs

What do you think? Did they come out okay?

Below is the video that taught me how to crochet my pretty flowers. I am so Thankful for the talented woman (Laura) at HappyBerry Crochet, who put together that video.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQeq7Hci_qU

When did you learn to Crochet? What did you make the first time? Please share in the comments below.

Have a great day ya’ll!

Birthday Boy!

 

Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday!

My Blue Healer is 8 years old today!  His main priority is playing catch!!!  He Loves the Tennis ball.  He likes Tomatoes, Beggin Strips, dog biscuits, and his daily slice (or 2 or three) of bread in the morning while I am eating my toast and tea!

Blue enjoys going for car rides, and sitting in the trailer picking up sticks while being driven around on the mower. “Blue” knows commands such as sit, stay, jump like a fish,  give me your paw, high five, up, get on your bed, Go get….(insert name) and more. He can say “I Love You!”  He watches cattle shows on t.v. or any commercial and show that has animals in them.  A favorite pastime of his is playing hide and seek, and he won’t stop until he finds you! He has so much fun and brings us so much joy.

It’s no wonder Dog is God, spelled backwards. They love you unconditionally, and with all their hearts.  Happy Birthday Bluey!

Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole. ~Roger Caras

An old dog, even more than an old spouse, always feels like doing what you feel like doing. ~Robert Brault

My goal in life is to be as good of a person my dog already thinks I am. ~Author Unknown

The reason a dog has so many friends is that he wags his tail instead of his tongue. ~Author Unknown

I talk to him when I’m lonesome like; and I’m sure he understands. When he looks at me so attentively, and gently licks my hands; then he rubs his nose on my tailored clothes, but I never say naught thereat. For the good Lord knows I can buy more clothes, but never a friend like that. ~W. Dayton Wedgefarth

Whoa, that’s one giant piece of Lint!

Well, not Lint, as in  fuzz, but rather “Lindt” as in the Chocolate made by Lindor.  My dear Hubby brought this home to surprise me! He knows I Looooove these candies. The milk chocolate inside is so soft and creamy. Literally the best Chocolate I’ve ever tasted!

The giant candy, is actually a candy dish, and inside there are about 40 Lindt Milk Chocolate Truffle Balls. enough to share…..(if you must 😉 !

Giant Lindt  Ball

Thanksforgiving : A Poem

 Orange, yellow, sage, brown and mauve…..
these are the colors of fall that I love.

Pumpkins, leaf kicking, and costumes for fun….
gathering the family, yet missing someone.

Drying leaves and air so crisp….
the fog, the breath, the floating mist.

Goodbye swimsuits, beach balls and floats….
time now for mittens and those big bulky coats.

Hot chocolate, football, let’s cheer for your team….
Stuff the turkey, set the table, make wine glasses gleam.

Thankful each day for the shoes on our feet….
while praising the Lord for the food that we eat.

A blessing from Heaven, for all those on earth…..
for doing good deeds and proving their worth.

Our puppies, our kitty’s our parents our kids…..
Thank you dear Lord, for the reasons we live.

Teaching, learning and helping us grow….
to be better people from all that we know.

Forgiveness for the asking each day if we must….
remember our God, in him we can trust.

Be honest, be faithful, be giving and kind…..
be all you can be or you’ll be left behind.

Be thankful each day, morning, noon and at night…..
say your prayers often, and your future will be bright.

We shouldn’t just pray but one day in November……
but rather each day in the months through December.

Thanksgiving is coming, and Christmas is near….
we can all thank our God, for our living this year.

-Pamela Kinney

doughbowl fall14

The Willow Tree, The offering & The Sentiment.

I remember when I was very young, we had this enormous weeping willow tree off the back patio. It provided the yard with  most of its shade. Us kids (my two brothers and sister) and our friends, used to climb the tree and rest in it’s huge limbs.  We would gather handfuls of the loose Willow branches and swing as far as they would take us.  Depending on how high we placed our hands on the willow would decide on whether or not our feet would drag the ground or if we would swing several feet off the ground.  We’d spend many an hours playing in and around that ole’ tree each day.   Our farm, Weeping WillowThe photo above is one of our weeping willows, but not the one we swung on.

That willow tree had to be at the very least one hundred years old, but the size of it’s trunk was about ten feet around at it’s base. I’ve always heard that willows only grow near water.  The nearest creek  bed was at the end of our long driveway (about a city block away).

Along the creek on our property, were other trees of course and also wild berry bushes. We had honeysuckle, strawberry,  blackberry and raspberries galore.  There were apple trees too. They made for an instant healthy and refreshing snack whenever we felt inclined to eat!

We had 14 acres and most were lined with trees keeping it private.  Our home sat on somewhat of a hill. The walks to and from the school bus each day were rather long.  Of course, like any normal kid, the walk to school would generally feel longer than the walk home.   We caught the bus for Elementary school Monday through Friday and then again for Sunday school/church.  I Looked forward to the Sunday bus rides.  It was always a happy trip across town.  We lived in the Township which was rural farmlands, and the Church was in the boro (borough) or “in town”.   It was several miles away.

Waiting for The Sunday School busOur Sunday school bus driver was a friendly and sweet old man ….though in retrospect, he wasn’t really old at all.   He (Mr. Stall) always had a smile on his face and greeted each of his passengers by first name.  He always made conversation with everyone, as not to leave anyone out.  Each bus ride ended in a few packs of “Smarties” candies being squeezed lovingly into each of our hands.  While now writing this, I am  acknowledging my lifelong enjoyment of those candies, and the fact that Mr. Stall and his kindness played a part in my enjoyment of them!

For Christmas, Mr. Stall handed out gift wrapped full sized boxes of “special” treats.  They were either one of two kinds.   My favorite was the “Starlite” solid chocolate’s.  They were sweet milk chocolate drops that were raised into the shape of a star.  Brach’s makes a similar version.  The others were Non-Pareils.  Pea sized dark chocolate coated with white flavored dots.  They were tasty too.  Occasionally, I will have these at the movie theaters, but nowhere, other than from my early childhood Sunday school bus driver (Mr. Stall), have I ever found the Starlite chocolates.  He made them unique!

 At the end of our driveway on each side of it’s entrance were Queen Ann’s lace flowers.  I remember them being so delicate.  So feminine.  So, country.  Most were spread wide open and looked like living doilies.  They bloomed from the wild…they weren’t planted by Mom.  Amongst the doilies would be a few closed ones that resembled cups, or pockets.

Getting on our Sunday School BusI recall (with much regret), a few times that I hid my Sunday offering (a quarter) in the closed flower and retrieved it on the walk home after being dropped off from the bus.  I felt horrible when I didn’t place my quarter in the offering basket.  It played in my mind throughout service.   I remember an overwhelming feeling of guilt, as I said my goodbye to Mr. Stall.   I think I felt so guilty because he was so generous and most caring, and he was the one who brought me (safely) to and from Church each Sunday.

The walk up the drive would be the longest and hardest of all; carrying that quarter.  The quarter that was meant to be given as an offering to God.  I let him down.  I would feel guilt and sadness for quite  awhile.   I don’t know why I did it.   I don’t know what I used the quarters for or even where I put them.  It had always bothered me as a child.  I know I have said I am sorry over the years as I always do when I make a mistake.  I know in my heart, I had been forgiven.

1 Corinthians 13:4-7 Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

Ephesians 4:31-32 Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamor and slander be put away from you, along with all malice. Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you.

 

109 Years in the Palms of my hands

A hobby of mine in which I find much pleasure, is antiquing, flea marketing & thrift store shopping.  Lately, I seem to be doing more of the latter.  I have been finding such a wonderful array of treasures.

When I go bargain hunting, I usually head on in with no particular item in mind (although I am always on the prowl for white Ironstone pieces, to add to my collection). I typically walk straight to the back section that houses the dinnerware, glass trinkets or pottery.  I also hunt for anything garden related, anything old that catches my eye…generally items that have a history to them.

In my latest “Goodwill” trip, I found an amazing Revival Hymns book. This antique is 109 years old. The pages have a beautiful aged scent to them, and are so fragile. You can literally see them crumble in your hands if you are not too careful. 109 years in the palms of my hands.  I can only dream of all who held it in their hands while praising our Lord.  Who were they?  Where did they come from,  what kind of life did they live?  This old book makes me happy! Incredibly, it was marked at only $1.49. I LOVE it!

Revival  Hymns        109 years old

Revival Hymns Book ~ 109 years old

“The final aim and reason of all music is nothing other than the glorification of God and the refreshment of the spirit.”  ~ Johann Sebastian Bach

Little did I know it, but the tone was set for my shopping excursion. I spotted an employee pushing a cart full of freshly tagged goods, that she was preparing to stock the shelves with. Nonchalantly, I casually walked over and glanced into the cart. I eyed a wonderful garden Angel statue, beneath tons of china & stemware.  I patiently waited nearby, until she set it on the shelf.  It sat for only 3o seconds before I got my hands on it!  A new home for you my dear!  She was well worth her price of $7.99.

Garden Angel

Garden Angel

While rummaging through picture frames, I came across a wonderful diy; handwritten poem, entitled  “Love Letter from Jesus”. Read it here:  https://countrypkin.files.wordpress.com/2014/09/a-love-letter-from-jesus-words.jpg I felt inclined to nab this as well.  It was if it were speaking to me directly.  I just had to get it. The frame is tattered a bit, but I kind of enjoy it that way.  The love shines through just the same without being shiny and new.  I considered painting it, but Jesus was a carpenter, and I think the natural wood befits the letter.  The cost of this was $1.99.

Love Letter From JESUS.

Love Letter From JESUS.

I spent a small total of $11.47 on my purchase, but gained so much more.  I got a piece of History in that well worn, (109 yr) old book.  Some beautiful songs that I will try to sing and attempt to do the words justice.  I got a promise in that letter, that Jesus will be waiting for me one day.  And a gentle reminder, that I need to be careful of the things I say and do and all that I need to reflect upon in order to be worthy of him.  I also find a comfort in my garden Angel addition, who now watches over my garden.  With her hands pressed together, she blesses each day, each flower, each blade of grass, each bug and bird, to replenish and restore through all their works.  She blesses each cat & dog, each boy or girl, young and old…any living thing that passes her way.  She gives the promise of Gods Love in all things big and small; that is what I see in her as she now takes up home in my garden.

What have you found recently in your trip to the thrift store that gives you pleasure?

Thrift is not an affair of the pocket, but an affair of Character. ~S.W. Strauss

Happy Thrifting ya’ll! 😀

Sowing in the Sunshine; goodbye Summer

I Love Sunflowers!  I sowed several Sunflower seeds this year, just outside my back door off the wood deck. I wanted to be able to be greeted by the sunny brightness when I look out my kitchen window.  Only two took to root.  The first plant to bloom, grew a mere 4 feet, but what it lacked in height, it grew an abundance of flowers.  I counted about eighteen.   Its largest was about 9 inches in diameter.   I enjoyed several vases from this one stalk.  I was thrilled to bring their happy, bright bouquets into my kitchen for a few weeks.

Where flowers bloom so does hope. ~Lady Bird Johnson

Sunflower 1st bloom

Sunflower 1st bloom

He changed sunset into sunrise ~ Clement of Alexandria

Sunflower1 bunchThe second Sunflower plant to bloom grew to a massive height of over 10 feet.  It’s only flower ~ bloomed into a huge 18 inches in diameter.  That’s a large pizza pan!  Its center had a thickness of approximately 5 inches front to back.  This is the largest sunflower I have ever seen, or grown, (as of yet).  I Love it!!!  It grew in the exact location of  my sunflower last year, and the perfect place.  This giant is the first sunshine I was able to see out my kitchen window (day or night).  It grew so top heavy, that it’s weight lowered the flower head about two feet….and it still tried to reach the sun.

If we could see the miracle of a single flower clearly, our whole life would change. ~Buddha

Sunflower Giant 2014

Sunflower Giant 2014

Top heavy

Top heavy

My Tomato plant to date, has provided 19 tomatoes from one single seedling.  I planted along the backyard fence, where it received morning and early afternoon sun. It was in the shade in the later part of the day, and I presume that is the reason for it’s spindly vine, and long ripening process.  All in all, they turned out very well, and I didn’t find the need for any bug sprays etc.  I am super excited & look forward to the growing season again next year, when I will plant several Tomato plants in full sun and give them their very own garden.

The greatest gift of the garden is the restoration of the five senses. ~Hanna Rion

I still have not yet dug up my first Potatoes. I shall put on my gloves and dig in the dirt over the next few days. I have my fingers crossed for them.  I won’t be surprised if they haven’t grown properly, as I mistakenly planted them in full sun.  This year was a learning experience for sure.  Next year, I will be better prepared and hopefully, more knowledgeable about potatoes! I have a lot of reading to do!

Additions to my garden this year, (Russian sage, Moonlight Coreopsis, and Black~eyed~Susan) took off, and provided many flower arrangements along with all the other seasoned perennials in my gardens.  My Rose bush however, didn’t have as many recurring blooms this year…thanks to an invasion of beetles.  It’s perking back up finally after many treatments of Sevin dust.

For the third year in a row, (for fun) I entered in the Baking and Gardening exhibits at my local Fair.  I took home 2 Blue (First), 1 Red (Second), and 2 White (Third) ribbons! A whopping $23 😀 came with them….. It’s not a get rich quick scheme, but rather an little added bonus for doing something I love! You can find my recipe for the cookies here: https://countrypkin.wordpress.com/2012/12/11/cranberry-oat-squares/  Let me know if you make them!

~My Ribbons~      Fair 2014

~My Ribbons~
Fair 2014

So summer is over for another year.

 My helper "Little one" in my wheelbarrow of weeds

My helper “Little one” in my wheelbarrow of weeds

Often times, someone can help just by being near you.  They don’t even need to lift a finger; or a paw!

Wheelbarrow2As I cleanup the wilting flowers & weed out the overgrown flower beds and grasses, I am reminded that everything has its time and season.  I am thankful for the harvest of sunshine, and flowers. No need for sadness, even gardens need to rest.  I am thankful for the coming fall, and look forward to the winter season that also follows.  Christmas will be here before we know it, and the biggest celebration of all will once again be ours, to honor the Father who made ALL life possible.

Bringing in the SheavesWe faintly hear, we dimly see In differing phrase we pray; But dim or clear, we own in him; The life, the Truth, The way. ~John Greenleaf Whittier

Rose

Sunflower vase