Tuesday, March 31, 2015

- Marking time

Don found a wonky piece of metal on our trip to Llano that has since become a clock for our back porch ...


He may embellish it further, but for now we'll enjoy it as is.

While he was putting the finishing touches on the the clock, I went in to check on my bread, which was a bit more exuberant than usual so I took a picture ...


And in looking at it, the little Kantha patch on the bread towel caught my eye ...


This towel gets used and laundered about once a week (which is why it had a hole in it to begin with), so I was pleased to see how well my mending from a year ago has held up ...




Last, but not least ... Don and I went to Austin yesterday to plant some feather grass, agaves, and Blackfoot daisies at our daughter's house in anticipation of it going on the market (anyone looking for a place in 78704?).

It's been exciting watching their new house go up, especially for two year old Griffin ...


So Don, aka PopPop, snagged some scrap wood and made "Griffin's house" to commemorate the framing of his soon-to-be new home ...


When G tried to open the door, which was glued on, he concluded, "It's locked ... need a key!"


All in good time, Griff.

4 comments:

Marti said...

Popping in because I saw your comment on grace's blog and I am so glad I did because I feel all cozy and warm from reading of a day in the life of our dear Ackerts: simple things, bread rising, mending, a wonky clock that is far from simple and the joy and anticipation of a new home and a special little home for Griffin made by the loving hands of his GrandPa...ordinary things yes but the telling, the love and joy that shines through the words and photos, turns them into what I call the sacred ordinaries.

Liz Ackert said...

Oh Marti ... I do love your comments.

Sacred ordinaries ... yes. When I returned to the blog last year, I wanted to capture the quotidian ... the ordinary ... those things that belong to every day. Because that's what life is, after all.

To quote Walt Wilkins and Owen Temple, two local musicians who are working out a new song: "We get days."

Saskia van Herwaarden said...

oh i do so love Everything about this post, cosy and welcoming and intimate indeed!

hurray also for Marti's 'sacred ordinaries'
I am sure this expression will keep returning from now on in our blogging-circle

Liz Ackert said...

So glad you stopped by ... funny how blog visiting has become a part of my every-day routine. I guess it's the 21st century equivalent of going calling, where we leave comments instead of cards.