It was a day for us girls, and we loved it!
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
A Day for Us
Like two accomplished ladies in a Jane Austen novel, we painted flowers in watercolor one day, my girl and I.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Renee and Jeremy
I hope Robert and all the other sweet babies like hearing this lullaby by Renee and Jeremy!
Monday, May 16, 2011
Memory in the Fingers
When I spin I dream of my ancestor. She is sitting on a rich green hill in Ireland, the cool, wet wind blowing through her long hair, spinning. It is ridiculous to think of spinning outside in the mizzle, but this is what comes when I spin. Learning to spin came so naturally to me, I felt that there was "memory in my fingers" as Elizabeth Zimmerman calls it.
I was recently reading Elizabeth Zimmerman's book the Knitter's Almanac, and found that she had a similar experience when she was knitting an aran sweater from a genuine Irish pattern. She had a "strong feeling that my fingers knew quite well what they were about, and welcomed the chance to be about it again after a long lapse of time. I knew then that I had been through this before, with younger fingers in a ruder boat, rocked on the salty summer waves on the Atlantic off the Irish coast. Silly? No."
About handspinning, which she taught herself, she writes, "When the fed fibers threaten to become suddenly too thin, my left thumb and forefinger give them a quick extra twist to keep them together until they are safely on the spindle. Why is this? I certainly never cogitated on the matter; my fingers doped it out for themselves. I can only think that centuries of genes have given fingers inherited skills of which we wot not."
Are there memories in your fingers?
I was recently reading Elizabeth Zimmerman's book the Knitter's Almanac, and found that she had a similar experience when she was knitting an aran sweater from a genuine Irish pattern. She had a "strong feeling that my fingers knew quite well what they were about, and welcomed the chance to be about it again after a long lapse of time. I knew then that I had been through this before, with younger fingers in a ruder boat, rocked on the salty summer waves on the Atlantic off the Irish coast. Silly? No."
About handspinning, which she taught herself, she writes, "When the fed fibers threaten to become suddenly too thin, my left thumb and forefinger give them a quick extra twist to keep them together until they are safely on the spindle. Why is this? I certainly never cogitated on the matter; my fingers doped it out for themselves. I can only think that centuries of genes have given fingers inherited skills of which we wot not."
Are there memories in your fingers?
Monday, April 25, 2011
After Easter Craft: Eggshell Mosaic
A toddler has a sticky good time making mosaic out of dyed eggshells in this great after Easter craft! Just click on the title of the post to see the whole posting!
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Egg Colors
Friday, April 22, 2011
Make an Easter Pussy Willow Tree
Marcy and John created Easter pussy willow trees today which can be saved and reused every year, as long as the puppy doesn't chew up any more of the twigs! They had seen some like them in Grasmere, a beautiful shop in Barrington, Rhode Island. They used terracotta pots, pussy willows, cement, and dry moss.
Marcy protected the edges of the pots with masking tape. John filled the pots with the wet cement, leaving a few inches of space at the top for the moss.
They started putting in the pussy willow twigs right away. The cement hardened quickly.
Marcy spent some time arranging the pussy willows the way she wanted, and then she held them in place for a few moments.
After the cement began to firm up, Marcy covered it with the dry moss. Then we went off some for adventures for a few hours. When we came back, the pussy willow trees were ready to move inside.
It was time to decorate the trees with John and Marcy's special hand painted egg collection.
Long ago, when John was a little boy, his mother used to paint each of her children an egg every Easter. Marcy has continued the tradition for her three boys.
Marcy loves to paint animals for her boys. She uses watercolor, so the paintings are wonderfully detailed and translucent. If you use watercolor, make sure you always handle your eggs with dry hands.
Marcy and John have also collected some goose eggs painted by artists. Do you recognize the illustrations on this egg?
Their eldest son got a turn mixing the cement.
Marcy protected the edges of the pots with masking tape. John filled the pots with the wet cement, leaving a few inches of space at the top for the moss.
In this picture, John is giving the pot a shake to level the cement.
They started putting in the pussy willow twigs right away. The cement hardened quickly.
Marcy spent some time arranging the pussy willows the way she wanted, and then she held them in place for a few moments.
After the cement began to firm up, Marcy covered it with the dry moss. Then we went off some for adventures for a few hours. When we came back, the pussy willow trees were ready to move inside.
It was time to decorate the trees with John and Marcy's special hand painted egg collection.
Long ago, when John was a little boy, his mother used to paint each of her children an egg every Easter. Marcy has continued the tradition for her three boys.
John's mother always painted the date on her eggs, and so does Marcy.
Marcy loves to paint animals for her boys. She uses watercolor, so the paintings are wonderfully detailed and translucent. If you use watercolor, make sure you always handle your eggs with dry hands.
I adore Marcy's grasshopper.
Look at the sea turtle and the flowers!
Look at this beautiful amanita which John's mother painted. What a treasure!
And look at Marcy's beautiful Beatrix Potter bunny!
Marcy and John have also collected some goose eggs painted by artists. Do you recognize the illustrations on this egg?
That's right, it's the root children.
Amazing!
Look at this mallard, so carefully painted.
This might be my favorite, with its wildflowers and busy insects.
What are your favorite Easter holiday traditions? Share them with us! And you can visit the Grasmere shop page by clicking on the title of this post.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Our House
It is decluttered, neat as a pin, and sparkling clean, and ready to show to house buyers! Heidi Piccerelli took some beautiful pictures of the house. It is looking its best in every way. If you want to see more photos of the interior, click on the title of this post to link.
This wonderful old house, which was built in the 1850's by a sea captain, is brimming with happy memories, sunshine, and color. I have loved living here!
Heidi's web site is: http://www.heidipiccerelliphotography.com/
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