Monday, March 2, 2015
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Wednesday, February 25, 2015
Some years ago now, I made my grandsons some marble bags, if one could call them that. They were simple pouches made from painter's cloth and with ties that require wrapping about the top because they have no drawstrings. Pathetic. I have been looking for something more suitable ever since.
I found it! *This tutorial* is just wonderful and I can not recommend it highly enough. Even I understood it. Oh there is that one unfortunate bit where she doesn't mention that she sewed a channel for the drawstring, but she did show it so that's good.
Even though I made the bag a little larger than suggested, it's not quite big enough for a marble bag so this will serve as my prototype. I must get something besides ribbon as the drawstring, too — way too prissy for boys.
My poor husband has been suffering this winter because of all the hard work involved with shoveling snow. My arms may hurt, but his neck bothers him most. I saw *this nifty pillow* on Pinterest and created one that better suits him, which means that his is a bit narrower in the center and wider. He finds it helpful.
If I don't use these photos, the opportunity will be lost. The red really popped against the snow. John is unimpressed with this shot because he says one can't see the house. Well I can't help it if the snowbanks are this high!
This is a lovely home in our neighborhood...
and that is how it will look in spring. Why, yes, I did climb a tree to take the shot. ; > Yes, it is the very same house, but John was going way too fast as we passed by for me to get the entire structure.
Be it ever so humble...this is our wee home nestled behind mammoth snowbanks and at the edge of the forest. We have since had nearly ten additional inches of snow. The good news is that the storms are slowing down and not coming as often.
Friday, February 20, 2015
Usually, I am very content to be home, yet every now and then, even in winter, even after a snowfall, I find myself eager to get out of the house. I was last out two weeks ago, just to prove the point. This time I had two great reasons to get out and about. I wanted to see the grandsons hit the slopes!
~over wintry roads~
Yes, last year may have been the Year of the Luge; however, this year is the Year of the Slope. The grands are on winter break so maternal grandparents and parents pooled resources for them to take skiing lessons.
There is a charming little ski area very close by, which makes it handy. It is called Lost Valley and would you believe that John and I got lost there? ☺ Anyway, our daughter-in-law found us because we surely couldn't find her or the boys. The boys were up along the ridge and out of sight, but would be coming down eventually. We waited at the bottom of the slope near the ski lift where I amused myself by taking photos of the lifts.
I was amazed by all the little tykes zipping around on skis and snowboards then...
Their mom spies them right away. I was having troubles.
~same photo as above without arrows~
One is to the left of the instructor and the other is behind her.
Here's Jake (the younger) waiting for instructions. It was good to see how attentive he was!
~Jake to the left and Sam to the right~
Following the leader in for a brief break at the lodge.
Lost Valley had fallen on hard times and was not expected to open this year. We are so glad that they did. Perhaps, one day, they'll be able to afford some updates to the lodge and return it to its former glory. I remember visiting a number of times over 40 years ago.
While chatting with the boys at break time, Sam shared that they had been having a lot of fun and that he was very tired. The day before, he had made a wrong turn and wound up going down a steeper hill all alone. I asked him how he managed to keep calm and get to the bottom without falling, which he had managed to do. He said, "I didn't keep calm. I was trying hard not to scream all the way down." Oh my! It had to have been exciting.
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
This is my chuckle of the week...favorite hand-knit mittens now under glass because my husband has yet to realize that they are part of the decor. I had them artfully arranged at the base of the pedestal, but would find them all over the place every day, multiple times a day. No more of that! Yes, the decor remains decidedly winter.