Memories & Musings

The Living House

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 through my house this morning, tablet …

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Felt Flower Headbands

In a blink of an eye, your little fairies can be wearing flowers in their hair. Although these elastic headbands hold just 1 flower, using the same pattern you could easily fill the crown with a bouquet of blooms! Using a purchased elastic headband, scraps of felt, and a few glass seed beads, your wee ones will be ready to dance …

Summer

Sweltering Berry Picking

Over the last couple weeks we have had our share of this nasty heat wave. We came home from the cool mountains of Vermont to sweltering heat and humidity. Of course, the heat helped ripened the all the berries a bit early and we were left to pick in the worst of the heat. We …

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Maker Faire 2011

The Boys went to see all thing Geek last weekend at the 2011 Maker Faire. Bug, Daddy and Othy all had a blast. Othy is a computer engineer, Daddy is a Mechanical Engineer and Bug is definitely an engineer in training. Based on how excited they all were when they returned… it was engineer heaven. …

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Racerback Tank

  I have completed my second project from More Knitting in the Sun, the Ramona Racerback Tank. Actually I finished it, with the exception of the crocheted edge around the arm holes while in Vermont and Fairy has worn it several times at this 99% done stage. I finally sat down last night with a …

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Shifting Gears

Got a most exciting phone call last night. Meghan and the Little Lady are coming in for a visit. Daddy, fondly called Drew Drew Bums by me 🙂 is going out-of-town, so the girls decided to fly in for a visit. YAY! They will be here through Saturday, so if you see very little of …

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Black Eyed Susans

When I was a little girl, I fell in love with Black Eyed Susans. They weren’t flowers in my mother’s garden, but rather they grew wild in the park by our house. I was intrigued by how alike and how different they were from daisies, another favorite. Once I had a garden of my own, …