Memories & Musings (Page 2)

On January 29, 2014 I posted the following on Wee Folk Art’s Facebook page: “The other day I received a package in the mail from Poland. Seems Tim had purchased a beautiful journal for me for Christmas, but it got held up in customs and I just received it. WhatRead More →

    WARNING… WARNING… WARNING… If you easily get sticker shock, either gird your loins for this one or don’t read the final paragraph, when I actually talk about the chest in the photo. To quote Bob Wallace in White Christmas when asked about the price of something he said:Read More →

  Like many people, I love Pinterest. It is a wonderful way to bookmark projects, recipes and clothing that you may actually make/buy some day. It also is a place to dream. People pin things for their dream house, their dream weddings and in Tim’s case, his dream shop. AllRead More →

Although it may not seem so on Wee Folk Art, our summer was filled with much artistic expression. I've just been really, really selfish with my time, and haven't been sharing all our endeavors online, but when the fall rolls around, I'm always so much better at spending time at myRead More →

I have a singing voice with about a 6 note rangeโ€ฆ7 if someone steps on my foot really hard. Yet, I love to sing, so I do, and over time I’ve found songs that fit within my limited range. The Beatles’ Paul McCartney and John Lennon use to write 1 song perRead More →

Photo from: http://www.blog.therustedchain.com/2012/10/spiders-and-tractors-and-games-oh-my.html?m=1 Confession time… a week ago Saturday, Tim and I, and Nancy, a truly lovely lady, gave a baby shower for a besties friend son and daughter-in-law. It was lovely! The house and gardens looked wonderful, and I managed to totally eradicate any traces of the multitude ofRead More →

  Maybe it’s because we’ve had a cool spring or maybe it’s because I’ve been so busy this year, that my annual ritual of bringing out ALL my water color paints has been delayed. But today, yes today, I gathered everything together and, well, instead of retelling an old story,Read More →

You know what I need sometimes… someone to put me in “time out”. Seriously! On days when I’m feeling particularly snarky, it would be heavenly to have someone say, “I don’t care for your attitude young lady. Go to your room until you can …be civilized!” YES, please! SEND MERead More →

I have trouble visualizing quantities. And, because of that, I tend to acquire MORE than LESS. I make more potatoes than I need to for dinner, I buy more flowers than my flower bed can hold, and if you look at my yarn stash… well, need I say more? So…Read More →

I grew up on Joni Mitchell. She is a gifted song writer and a talented performer. Still, to this day, I will frequently have a night with Joni. I’ll dim the lights, light a few candles, get a lovely glass of red wine, put on Joni Mitchell’s Blue album, andRead More →

"Baby it's cold outside!" Woke up this morning singing that song… Dean Martin's version. It's legal to do that in January, because the song isn't actually a Christmas song, although we tend to lump it in with Christmas carols. Nope, this …is a song about the cold and snow, andRead More →

Most of you probably don’t know this, but my blogging life did not begin on Wee Folk Art. Back in October of 2007, I began a blog called One Generation to Another after my children encouraged me to “write down” some of our family stories. Over the next couple of yearsRead More →

You know that quiet play that as a parent you hate to interrupt because your intrusion, even just for a moment, can break the spell of wonderful imaginative play? Of course this same quiet can also mean total chaos is going on, but the little imps are being sneaky enoughRead More →

As summer is drawing to a close, my thoughts turn inward… not philosophically, but rather to the inside of my house. I don’t do spring cleaning, I do fall cleaning, and much of the change inside my house occurs in September and October, before the holidays. As I was wandering throughRead More →

This was first posted on April 27, 2009, on my now retired blog One Generation to Another. I hope you enjoy ๐Ÿ™‚ I love gardening. But who can blame me? Time began in a garden, at least biblically speaking. God did not plop Adam and Eve down in the desert.  NorRead More →

We grew up in little house in a large subdivision. These “subs” were popping up in the shadows of large cities all over America. They were the product of the post World War II Baby Boom. My siblings and I were born at the tail end of the boom, but our childhood, andRead More →

A Table in need of Fluffing! I am a functioning claustrophobic. Not only do I have trouble with tight places, I also have trouble with constrictive clothes, and God forbid if my ring gets stuck on my finger! But as I said, I am a FUNCTIONING claustrophobic, and I can usuallyRead More →

Several years ago Michelle encouraged me to start a blog. Actually, encouraged is a very nice way of saying she was hounding me to start writing. "Mom, I know you’ll love it. It will get you writing on a regular basis, and besides, I want you to write stories about us growing up soRead More →

  Tim and I have had one of those rare weekends that we stayed home… alone. Doesn’t happen often, and it is also the beginning of a week long vacation for Tim. YAY! Being behind after the trip to the kids, I finally got Halloween put away, and we decidedRead More →