The beautiful white snow feels like a return to my childhood when school was closed and we could barely open the front door because the snow had drifted to over 2 feet. The memories of being a child include "real snow" where it would literally be over 24 inches and we dressed in multiple layers and used Wonder Bread plastic bags (the ones with the colorful dots on them) as lining over our 2 or 3 pair of socks to make it easier to slide on our boots. We headed out to play and shovel show. Mainly just play until we were somewhere around 11 and then snow brought with it the opportunity to make money by shoveling other people's sidewalks.
School has been canceled today (we're up to 5 1/2 days of weather related absences this winter) and we have been enjoying it from the windows thus far.
An ordinary passerby might think nothing of this cave at the end of our
driveway....but to this Momma, that is the sign of two very hardworking
and happy boys :) The co-workers have tunneled through the big pile of
accumulated snow and ice to make their own tunnel. I loved the ice
sickles that have formed on the roof of their cave.
Between going to Physical Therapy and keeping up with the snow and ice I haven't found much time to sew. I've been using my embroidery machine to make labels for some quilts that are finished.
This is one I made yesterday and then cut through the fabric while trimming the stabilizer. You can guess there will be a duplicate in my near future.
I was given a bird feeder and a bird seed wreath for Christmas and I took them out front earlier this week and hung them in the trees. Oh the birds that have visited...
The bird house was covered in seed when it was hung...they didn't last long that's for sure! It is now a naked house...giggles.
Rick filled the bird fountain with seed so they would not have to fight for the seeds. Snow and birds...a wee bit of stitching...that's what I've been up to this past week.
Three days from now it will be the Festival of Broken Needles aka Hari-kuyo. For the past 4 years I have wanted to acknowledge this Festival but my planning and execution skills were not aligned. This year is different!!! My understanding of Hari-kuyo is taking the time to show gratitude for old and broken needles. Sort of a Thanksgiving for our stitching needles. Very cool indeed and I plan on having a little ceremony here.
I've saved all of my broken sewing and hand stitching needles in a medicine bottle for several years and I also saved all the needles I received in the IHAN Needle Exchange Program a few years back. This will be the first time I will officially celebrated "Hari-kuyo" and I was thinking of a funeral of sorts to lay those wonderful needles to rest. I'll post more on the 8th.
Back to the snow....
Smiles,
Kelly
School has been canceled today (we're up to 5 1/2 days of weather related absences this winter) and we have been enjoying it from the windows thus far.
Between going to Physical Therapy and keeping up with the snow and ice I haven't found much time to sew. I've been using my embroidery machine to make labels for some quilts that are finished.
This is one I made yesterday and then cut through the fabric while trimming the stabilizer. You can guess there will be a duplicate in my near future.
I was given a bird feeder and a bird seed wreath for Christmas and I took them out front earlier this week and hung them in the trees. Oh the birds that have visited...
Rick filled the bird fountain with seed so they would not have to fight for the seeds. Snow and birds...a wee bit of stitching...that's what I've been up to this past week.
Three days from now it will be the Festival of Broken Needles aka Hari-kuyo. For the past 4 years I have wanted to acknowledge this Festival but my planning and execution skills were not aligned. This year is different!!! My understanding of Hari-kuyo is taking the time to show gratitude for old and broken needles. Sort of a Thanksgiving for our stitching needles. Very cool indeed and I plan on having a little ceremony here.
I've saved all of my broken sewing and hand stitching needles in a medicine bottle for several years and I also saved all the needles I received in the IHAN Needle Exchange Program a few years back. This will be the first time I will officially celebrated "Hari-kuyo" and I was thinking of a funeral of sorts to lay those wonderful needles to rest. I'll post more on the 8th.
Back to the snow....
Smiles,
Kelly