December 30, 2008

Daisy Face

Isn't this a happy little face?

Gerbera Daisies are blooming during the unseasonably warm weather we're having.

December 26, 2008

Lessons Learned on Water Skis

Sweet Rocket blog reminded me of my water skiing experiences.

When I was a teen and learned with cousins to waterski on the Savannah River, I got up with little ado -- however, I fell and couldn't figure out to TURN LOOSE!

The next time I tried to waterski, I was 40, and mostly did it to show DH that I still could. (I've given up showing DH what a Cowboy I am, eating raw oysters was one of my bravado antics for which my liver thanked me when I quit.) I had trouble getting up until our friend clamped a big hand over my knees and said, "Now KEEP them together," waved to the boat driver and I came right up on the skis, my knobby little knees tight together.

I should have learned these lessons early on:
  • Keep your Knees together.
  • Know when to Turn Loose.

    Knees Together, 1984

    The perception of others was pointed up by the reaction of a lady on the river bank who saw my Cousin Herman skiing in a squatting postition, unable to stand without falling: "Oh, look! He's doing tricks!"
  • December 23, 2008

    Button Tree in Red and Green

    I was so happy with the pink button tree, I made one in traditional colors. I bought beaded straight pins -- couldn't find corsage pins at Walmart. Their last foam styro tree was broken in the package, but all those pins holds the two pieces together.

    I've saved two pairs of Sissy's enameled earrings for 35 years, for a special project. Look for the diamond shape with red enamel in the top two, and the little blue enameled flower at bottom.

    December 22, 2008

    Tying a Package with a Fall Away Bow

    My packages always had a twisted piece on the bottom, and I wasted a lot of ribbon. This is a good thing.

    December 21, 2008

    Garden Traditions: Paperwhites for Christmas

    My mother always forced a bowl of paperwhites for Christmas.
    When I think of it, so do I. They're about ready to bloom, with big fat buds.

    What are your garden traditions for Christmas?

    December 19, 2008

    Button Tree

    9" styrofoam cone covered with pink felt and tulle
    Pearl buttons
    Glass buttons
    Rhinestone buttons and jewelry
    Pearl Head Corsage pins -- A box of 144 plus more
    Round headed pins like shirts are packaged with
    Hearts from an old charm bracelet
    Rhinestone pin and earrings that I've had for 49 years.

    Don't Even Ask

    December 15, 2008

    A New Place to Sit in the Garden

    When we were tearing down the old barn, the hand hewn wood pillars looked to be intact. Once they were turned over, time, termites and wood rot had eroded the underside that touched the ground.

    I took the two that were in best shape and made little benches by setting them atop stones.

    In the spring, I'll move them to more appropriate sites among plants and shrubbery. Right now I'm just admiring the ancient pieces of wood.

    December 13, 2008

    Back to the Future

    Someone's blog reminded me that we should focus on the Future rather than the Past. I looked at my blogs. Except for
    and the Butterfly blogs, most of my prattle is about things past: ancient family photos from early 20th century, people who died, early marriage and children; high school reminiscences.

    I'm deleting from my blog Favorites those ladies whose primary goal in life seems to be to die with the most chinaware and decorative household trinkets in a huge house, or maybe two. I'm adding some who address real life goals.

    I just looked at the questions we'll likely be asked in the 2010 census. Many of those address the past. Few ask of plans for the future. Big Brother doesn't process our hopes and dreams, just how we live and what we spend.

    I put a video on my high school reminiscences blog. A group of young men sing
    "It's So Hard to Say Goodbye to Yesterday."
    They're not ten years out of college yet.

    I'm trying to look forward.

    December 12, 2008

    Full Moon Rising

    The eerie green light at the base of the trees is a security light second farm away.

    December 08, 2008

    Dollhouse, 1950

    Maybe it was 1951, no matter. It was long ago that I got this dollhouse for Christmas. It is one of very few treasures that remain, most having been played with by many children other than myself. My mother did not believe in putting toys away, she believed that other children should continue to enjoy them.

    This dollhouse persisted because it was made of lithographed metal and was kept inside. The plastic furniture disappeared long ago, broken. When I saw the more modern dollhouse of the 1960-1970's era on Susan's blog, Between Naps on the Porch, I thought of my dollhouse, in the storage building with boxes of Christmas ornaments and decors. It is dusty, but still brightly colored.

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