Monday, August 13, 2018


Some times I shock myself with not getting to my blog.  I need to work on it more and make it a better spot.  Sometimes I get busy with my country life of growing things, sewing things, knitting things, plus enjoying my dogs, It will all fit in, but as I grow older I believe what is happening to me, may be happening to some of you also.  We begin to count our time, our years, our months and days we have left in this world.  None of us know how much.  The current rate of life for a woman in America is 81....eleven years left.   I always have so many ideas and plans that I joke that I must live to be 150.  My family has longivity, especially the women.  With knowing all of that, for some reason this summer has brought my mind to wanting to organize and cut out the clutter of my life.  No, my house is not cluttered, and I try to get my things finishes, but the clutter of my life seems to be in my head.

All that typed, I must say, I slow down and do yoga, meditate, and come back with I need to do more.  My thought is that my days have become so relaxed, getting things done, but just no hurry for getting things done.  No rush.  My mind tells me differently.  What a silly struggle.  Just typing this makes me feel silly.  I know that I enjoy the calm, the peace, the slowness of  being retired and living here in the country.  I know I finish things and organize my life so that I do just that.  

One thing I know is that I value learning, doing, being most of all.  Being present.  My being present has slowed me down to really see things of this world and my life.  It is awesome to feel so alive.  Maybe in feeling so alive, I have actually gotten to value my life more, and with that I realize that it is limited and I don't want to miss a thing.

So I have decluttered with stress, drama, people who are not grateful (I cannot make them better), and all the "noise" of our media and politics.  I follow it all and care much, but then release things to a "MUCH BETTER" place.  My place and my life...however much time I have with it.

I read, right, nap, walk, etc.  Sometimes I take a morning nap with my little dogs.  Some days it is an afternoon nap, and soup for dinner, not a big thing.  Someday I take no nap at all.  

I am woman, watch me LIVE, and be true to all I have left, one day or many years.  Check out your life and progress also.  Believe that it is okay to take a survey of how you are managing things to get a full value life, a life just designed by you.

Monday, July 23, 2018

Clothes On The Line

Each time I hang clothes on the line and see them blowing in the wind, softly, moving with the breeze, and in the process drying by wind power, I just sigh, not in tiredness or sadness.  I sigh because it just makes me happy to see clothing blowing on the line, not to mention how good they all smell when taken back in the house.  Summer time is different then fall or winter or spring.  Each season seems to have a different smell of clothes on the line, but this I know, it is such a blessing to just stand and watch them, while appreciating it all.

Gratitude for country life, country work, country doings, and country quietness.
Owls at night, and even coyote.  Morning starts with the birds waking and giving thanks.  Clouds in bright blue skies, my willows swaying with the breeze, and even now and then a frog talking from the pond.


Right now I appreciate the light blanket that was on the line.  I have it on my lap with my little dogs laying around me.  Summer clothes on the line smell which is so great.

My Country Window Sill

Believing that anyone that gardens....grows....and also anyone that grows tomatoes has them sitting on their window sills.  Now I pick my tomatoes when they are ripe, but for some reason put them on the windowsill as if to ripen them more.  Actually I believe it is a habit.  They also look so very pretty.  They are red, ripe, and so sweet.  Purchased ones are never ripe through so I also place them on the window sills in the winter.  All my life I grew up with family having tomatoes during growing season on their windowsills and as an adult, so have I.  One of my many pleasures of country life, garden life, and produce joy.

Friday, July 20, 2018

Summer Time Eating

This season is always rewarding to me as far as growing things.  I have a plaque in my kitchen that is like a sprinkling can and it states,  "Those who Garden Grow".  It is so true.  Each year, even at age 70, it seems I learn something new, with my herbs, with tomatoes, corn, etc.  I may try something new...this year I have sweet corn that has black kernels.  I also did not grow potatoes but have a large pumpkin patch in that area.  My mini garden or salad garden is producing nice tomatoes and some cucumbers but my peppers have not even bloomed.  The plants look great but you can not eat them.  I wonder why and will then go on to another year and different pepper plants.  

Today I put two gallons of cut tomatoes in the freezer for winter use in chili, etc.  I also put four bags of corn in the freezer, not the black kernels, but other.  We eat lots of salads and berries when they are in season; having black berries, strawberries and black raspberries.  We also will be eating lots of pears, apples and peaches plus grapes later this season.  I make pear and apple sauces and jellies and jams.  All is fun and delicious and makes nice gifts.

Today after cleaning corn, I kept the husks and silk and it is drying on the floor of the garage on an old blanket.  I will make some corn husk dolls which I have not done for years.  Free gifts, with just the pleasure of making them.

Country life and summer eating and growing is enjoyable.

Thursday, July 5, 2018

Fourth of July, 2018

Hoping your holiday was fine.  We had family here and even some family dogs.  Also had our neighbor dog who is our guest dog for the summer as they are in their homeland of South Africa.  Lots of food, some fishing and swimming also.

Hoping that this holiday can continue to be celebrated for freedoms and a country that I love.  As things go in our time of trouble in our wonderful country and many including me, think of moving to Canada, which is a great country also, I continue to pray for our country to sustain through this term of a terrible leader.

With that said, I put red on my lovely dogs and gave my granddaughter a nice July 4th fascinator and went on with the day.  However, this positive person decided that I cannot tolerate the negativity of some of the family member....actually rudenesses to each other and to me.  So this is the last July 4th that I will have everyone here.  I will always celebrate this day as I love my country.  Thinking about it...even if I move to wonderful Canada, I will still celebrate July 4th for this wonderful country.

Saturday, June 30, 2018


Yesterday I made homemade chicken pot pie.  It is simple, fun to make, and very tasty and has plenty for several meals.  We had it last night and again tonight.  I made it mid day and then warmed it up for our dinner last night.  Tonight I just sliced some pieces and put the plates in the microwave.  It was great to have these delicious leftovers as I was outside as was Roy lots today.
It was hot but we paced ourselves and took breaks in the air conditioning and drank lots of water and lemonade.  In fact the lemonade was homemade also with lemons, water, honey, ice and a teaspoon of infused lavender.  Very refreshing.

Monday, June 25, 2018



This morning I just did not feel right, not myself, not rested, not ready to go with my plans for the day.  So my thought was to not sew today as I am sewing a little more difficult item and want to take it slow and do it well.  So the sewing was going to sit today as I was not feeling just right.  Instead I headed outside in the heat and humidity to do the much needed weeding of my cactus garden.  It is not a large large area but large enough that it took me one and a half hours.  It has yucca and prickly pair and also some sedums at each end and a little evergreen at one end.  Such a pretty garden, with bird baths and some wine bottles on a tree my husband made for me.  

It was hard work and I had four large buckets of grass and weeds.  All the weeding made my hands sore, but I will sew tomorrow I told myself.  The buckets of weeds were hauled away and the hoe put up.  I washed off my gloves and shoes.  Looking back at my garden, it was a "sticky" job but now it was looking really "sharp" again.  I know that is a funny pun, but I could not resist.  

Now looking back at this mornings thoughts about how I was feeling, my conclusion is that I was not feeling good because I was not thinking right.  Why would this person who has asthma and was told to not work too long outdoors in the humidity and heat, do this.  Maybe because I like how "sharp" it looks again.  Maybe because I just needed to be outside.  And, actually with my sore hands, I was still able to do some baking, knit a little and embroider a little.  So it did turn out to be a good day.