Tuesday, May 23, 2017

Peace sightings

Three more peace pins are heading west to Dana in Washington, Catherine in New Zealand, and Bronwyn in Australia ...


There have also been sightings of other pins out in the world from Vicky ...
https://catinthebatt.blogspot.com/2017/04/patches-paint-peace.html

and Fiona ...
http://paperponderings.blogspot.com/2017/05/thursday-thoughts_18.html

Also sighted, these antelope horn milkweed seed pods about to open on the floodplain ...


On the family front, our St Louis daughter came to meet her new niece last Thursday ...


and took us (Meg, Don, and me) out to tea on Friday ...


She did put Parker down occasionally, including this slime-making session with G on Saturday (witnessed by G's class pet, named Bubblegum) ...


Then one more snuggle session on Sunday ...


before heading home ...


where she said the boys definitely looked bigger!

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Project-ing

I've been re-working the flowers from the baby quilt debacle, adding thrifted ballet pink linen and trimmings from my mom's 40th anniversary linen dress ...



with the aim of collaborating on a project Don has underway ...


The end product, requested by Meg, is destined to be hung over Parker's crib ...


We'll keep you posted on progress. Not that I expect to get much done over the next few days as our younger daughter Meliss (seen here with our St Louis grands), is heading our way tomorrow ...


to meet her new niece ...


and go swimming with her nephew ...


Just in case there's a bit of free time, I'm bringing along the placket cloth which has progressed ...


And while I was hoping to follow directions in Jody Alexander's book The Boro Aesthetic to create a bag ...


I'm chronically incapable of following "recipes," so I started folding ...


and folding ...


and folding ...


Hmmmm, interesting ...


Or not. I'm never quite sure how things will turn out until I get there.

Tuesday, May 16, 2017

Continuing

Eight more peace pins are going into the mail today ...



Two are cochineal-dyed linen backed with cochineal-dyed silk for Anne in California and Coco in Washington (state) ...


The silk was slippery, to say the least, so I backed it with a fine, stiff linen, which reminded me of a novel entitled The Pink Suit. While I'm not usually a fiction fan, this book held me with its fictionalized description of the lining of Jackie Kennedy's iconic Chanel knock-off ...




Two more for Laura in New Hampshire and Peggy in Colorado, were dyed with cochineal on linen pre-mordanted with alum and tannin, then backed with windfall lichen dyed linen ...


The next two were a green/madder peach pairing for Sue in Illinois and an earthy lichen/croton pair of linens for Apronista Winona in New Mexico ...


Last, but not least lavender linens for Shelly in Washington (state) and bold reds for Sandy in Hawaii ...


Sunday, May 14, 2017

Life lessons

This isn't what I expected to post for Mothers Day (so there will undoubtedly be more later), but this article in today's paper called out to be shared ...


It's about local singer-songwriter Jimmy LaFave, a native of Oklahoma, but long-time Austin dweller. We heard him play, memorably, with Gretchen Peters and Kevin Welch, at a coffeehouse in Wimberley.

More recently, when we traveled through Oklahoma, we stopped at the Woody Guthrie Center ...



where we saw not only the iconic original lyrics to This Land is Your Land, but also these peace-full lyrics for a song unfamiliar to me that even so caused me to click the shutter ...



There was also art ...


and musical instruments ...


not just Woody's, but also iconic artists associated with him ...


And so, right after watching a piece about Woody Guthrie's life and music in the small theatre, I spotted this on the chair right in front of us ...



which led us to talk to the young guy at the front desk about the unexpected (to us) connection to Austin. Oh yes, Jimmy LaFave was well-known to him, would be playing a concert at the Center in late April, we should come. 

Not likely, we demurred. A new grandchild would be keeping us in Austin. Little did any of us know what was to come, detailed in the article above. The lesson writ large in words that left me in tears ...

Life is short. Make something of it ...