Thursday, December 31, 2009

I am looking forward to the new year. I was born in 1955 so I will be 55 in a few weeks.   Somehow that seems to have a special meaning for me.  My favorite thrift store gives a 25% senior discount at that age.... yea!  2009 has been challenging and a year of CHANGE no doubt.  Not the change I would choose but I have to say my heart has been filled with so much gratitude for all that my life is blessed with.  Our business has come to a halt, due to the economy, and my husband has struggled with depression and feelings of worthlessness.  Men are so identified with how they provide for their families.  I, on the other hand, have had none-stop work this year and have been burning the candle at both ends.  I have a wonderful home, filled with memories and lovelies, that we may need to sell this upcoming year.  We sit on a beautiful location at the north end of Flathead Lake.   I have loved watching the ever-changing water as she reflects the beauty of the sky.  I am so thankful to have been  fortunate to raise my children in  a setting that most people see on a postcard.  I feel a twinge of sadness but at the same time such excitement to see the direction God will lead me in.  Because, as I look back through my ever changing life, one thing remains constant....the faithfulness of Gods care for me.  I HOPE your new year leads you to a greater understanding of Gods love for you through Jesus Christ.

Friday, December 18, 2009

Alex was the cow  in the nativity play at his pre-school.  It was the best .  The costumes were so cute and simple.  The kids learned six songs with signs.  I think the teacher is amazing to get these little kids to learn so much and they were all having fun.  In one song they were given bells to ring and a little girl angel was hitting the boy angel next to her with every jingle.  It was so funny!   I am loving the Gramma phaze of my stress just fun!

Friday, December 11, 2009

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Star of Wonder

O Star of wonder, star of night

Star with royal beauty bright

Westward leading, still proceeding

Guide us to thy Perfect Light

I came across this antique silk quilt a few years ago.  It is entirely hand stitched with tiny black stitches.  I have not seen this pattern (on the order of the pineapple pattern) but each block looks like a star of Davit so I cut it apart and made them into Christmas ornaments.   They measure about 12 inches across.  I hand stitched antique tinsel garland around the edge.
Because the silk is so fragile I had to make a
large opening in the back to turn it.  This I closed
with vintage mother of pearl buttons.  Then I
stiffened the back to keep the shape .

Sunday, December 6, 2009

My grandsons were over for the weekend.  I was busy on the computer while they were watching a video.  I turned around to see what they were up to and they had stacked themselves on the couch...this was a precious rare moment and I had a fully charged battery  on my camera.  I was so happy to get one picture where none of them had a goofy face (though I love those, too).   34 years ago when we were looking forward to their dads first Christmas I couldn't have imagined I would be getting these guys to enjoy future Christmas with.  My cup runneth over.