Thursday, May 28, 2009

i made this!

moda bake shop had this great tutorial for these little gadget bags, perfect for an ipod or in my case, a digital camera. i made a simple one yesterday. then today, as i sat looking at my scraps, this one started forming in my mind:
a few hours of sewing later (with only a few minor explitives), i have an adorable stripey, quilted, fully lined, hand-made-by-me, camera bag.
sometimes i amaze myself!
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Wednesday, May 27, 2009


this little bundle of fur makes me smile every day.
thought i'd share some with you.
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Saturday, May 23, 2009

finished in the nick of time

here is the final shot of anabelle's new crib, graciously built by ken. it is a masterpiece. and she's pretty cute too. :)

happy baby, elizabeth & mike.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

how does your garden grow

the garden gate ken built




we grow food. what's your super power?

Saturday, May 16, 2009

text blogging

pincushion gifted by thimbleanna (.com) awaiting our next project. i'm working on an apron by either anna marie horner or heather bailey ( pictures soon. it is darling! check back soon for an update. garden update too! there are little sproutlings coming up all over.

eta: this message was sent from my CELL PHONE! i love technology. :)

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

mothers day card from boy-child

'they're called big mamas because they're filled with big love'

it's a hallmark card, from their mahogany line. i laughed so hard when i opened this girl-child thought i was crying out in pain. that boy of mine has some sense of humor. it may have been selected as a joke, but the message was intended with love in his heart i'm sure.

big mama. indeed.

this message was sent as a text from my cell phone. i think blogging just got a whole lot easier and more interesting.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

blooms and bubby

i had a great mother's day.
boy-child called me first thing and promised goodies from the mail man maybe tomorrow. girl-child wished me a happy day with sweet kisses and ken took me out to brunch where girl-child works (it's the only way i can get her to wait on me!) then we hit the big-box garden center to finish up some work in the yard. i'm pooped. ken is still out there, going strong.
i planted the rest of the flowers in my shade garden along with this beautiful columbine ken bought today. see all the squirrell gizmos in the trees? have i mentioned my husband has a rather strange affinity for furry tailed rodents? it's perfectly adorable.
and today we finished ruger's resting spot. ken chiseled his name in stone. it's perfect.
and we planted a garden around him.
i know this is just shovel marks in the grass but i see a heart, marking the spot right where the best. dog. ever. rests in the yard:
i'm fine 'till i think about him, which is ALL THE TIME.
that dog was LOVED.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

staying busy

playing outside with ginger:
sewing a little on a new shop sample for cami:
knitting a bit on the wrap i've come to call the bliss wrap (after creator, debbie bliss). it's also known as the wrap that will never end:

and taking pictures of the progress on the crib ken is building for friends.
it is stunning. he's amazing.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

rest easy, old man

The Best. Dog. Ever. was laid to rest yesterday in the spot where he loved to lay in our back yard.

We'd been Rottweiler owners for more than twenty years. Ruger was our third and we saved the best for last, evidently. He really was the best dog - gentle with children, easy with other dogs and never met a stranger.

When we knew we wanted another rottie, I spent hours researching local breeders, talking on the phone, looking on the internet. I wanted to find the best breeder, to find the best dog. In the meantime, Ken took a trip up to Michigan and found an ad in the local paper - a 'backyard breeder' had rottie pups for sale. He came home that Halloween with a furry little blue-eyed football. The Best. Dog. Ever.

We were lucky enough to have this amazing creature in our lives for ten years. Two years ago we found a melanoma in his mouth and last year he got a staph infection he just couldn't seem to beat. We made the hard choice to let him go before his suffering was too much for him to bear.

There aren't even words for how much we loved him. Rest easy, Bubby. You are missed.