Mother’s Day Greetings

In the ongoing effort of cleaning up the third floor earlier this week, I found a stash of postcards and greeting cards, some handmade by my kids, written or scribbled upon and saved. Saved by me cause I couldn’t bear to pitch them. Even a dot matrix computer printer card, made by the kids for me. A folded page of Murphy the Airedale’s inky footprints before any of the grandkids arrived and then I found a card with the addition of “baby” when Anna was expected.

Numerous photographs, too.

Happy Mother’s Day greetings, a partial collection.

Me as a young mother of 3 in 1983Me with the kids on way back to Germany in 1985 at Christmas after Aunt Bobbie’s wedding in Kansas City.

My mother as a grandmother holding Mark in 1977, Fort Knox, KY

Christmas 2017. Me with five of my grandchildren

Finding my place in the world of motherhood.

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Circles in Squares

A one sided Tic-tac-toe.

The dining room fireplace tiles and the balls of yarn were right there. I took them out of their reflective yarn bowls and centered them on the square tiles. Fun.

Coming in on the end of this Month of March challenge created by BeckyB https://beckybofwinchester.com/2018/03/01/march-square/

Found in My Couch Cushions

An archeological dig in the couch cushions.

Here’s the find-

An crocheted antimacassar from the couch back, (decorative not functional). DPNs (double pointed knitting needles), a square of Origami paper, two sizes of paper clips, two Playmobil weapons, a plastic peg from a game, a weathered Scrabble piece, a rubber band, a few coins totaling 88 cents and a part of a yarn label telling of fiber content 70%/30% something.

The crumbs of Chex mix went up the vacuum cleaner hose.

Good thing no one sat on those needles.

What’s in your couch?

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Finding What’s Good About Returning Home After the Holiday

My house is quiet this morning and it’s zero degrees with a windchill of plenty below.

I got back to Pittsburgh yesterday evening. I miss them all now, having spent two weeks with my families in Ohio.

This morning in my kitchen I see my 33 year old self looking at me making toast and wonder where the time flew – I took a cake decorating class in Germany with my friend J when Laura was small.

There’s the reliable top of the line toaster from my dear friend V.

Best 50th birthday present, still working wonderfully fifteen years later.

There’s the new ceramic pour over I received from James and Laura this Christmas. The family photo mug Marlene created for me last Christmas waiting for hot coffee to drip in it. The new spices and tiny lidded butter dish from J in Florida. Oh and the new spices on the rack from her,too. There are Christmas cards to read, bills to pay, Laundry, ordinary life stuff.

At my daughter’s home it’s “pour over” and mugs of places traveled. Every morning my DIL would make a fresh carafe of coffee. Both types delicious. How lovely it is to have someone serve you coffee. I made a pot in their fancy machine but I know they like it a certain way.

Five grandchildren in two homes guarantee fun, laughter and lots of activity. I like playing. Here at home, I’m thinking about finishing knitting projects, checking out a book at the library, hoping the pipes don’t freeze, going to a doctor’s appointment, meeting friends for lunch next week and continuing my efforts to reduce the accumulations in the house with multiple thrift shop trips with donations. I found I had difficulty doing this ongoing task so hired an expert to assist me, spur me on. Need to clear out my third floor.

It’s good to be home in my kitchen.

I’ll catch up on the blog and reply to comments, think about what’s next.

Schedule a battery replacement for my iPhone, (link to a Washington Post Article Below Run Don’t Walk To Replace Iphone Battery for $29). I won’t be running to the nearby Apple store as there is no availability support said to try tomorrow to schedule.

https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/the-switch/wp/2018/01/04/run-dont-walk-to-replace-your-iphone-battery-for-29/

Garden at Dusk

When my brother and sister visited, they worked hard in the garden, Really hard.

My friend J gave me perennials a couple of years ago.

With the thistles and weeds and volunteer trees eliminated, the plants are coming into their own.

Tonight I captured some of the blossoms.

IMG_1332if you want to see some gorgeous blooms, check out Cee’s blog