Under my Quilts

Facebook Post - December 16, 2017

There is still a slight remnant of the sleeting from last night on the street but the sun is shining this morning. Ah,happiness because Karen and I are driving to Baltimore this afternoon for a joyous wedding. The mother of the bride is Karen's long time friend and she was one of my Brownie's in my first Girl Sout Troop. Remember the Girls Scout Brownies, third grade girls wearing brown uniforms when they rang your front door bell to sell Girl Scout Cookies? 
Today I woke up early and stayed for a long while in my toasty warm bed.
Its my favorite work place where I am warm between blue flannel sheets under two colorful quilts - one faded that Jim and I slept under and a newer quilt that I am breaking in. 
My old hand-made wooden farm bed from Texas is a thinking place where I ramble through memories and sort them for stories. Where I remember people who have left and I feel comforted by visiting with them. And of course I often chat with Jim before the warm spell is broken. It all works for me.
Right now I am thinking of hopping on trains and planes to re-trace trips to some interesting places that often tested my good-sense and my courage. Some of the memories have me laughing....and that feels good.

But I didn't stay there all day even though I would have liked it.


Don't Forget to Catch the Moment.

2010: Jim decided to try his hand at making bread. The mixings went well.

When he slipped the loaf into the oven it was not long before the kitchen began to smell wonderful - - we watched it closely anxious to taste "homemade bread." 

As soon as possible Jim sliced several test slices and the bread was delicious.

He made more after that!

Grateful to have these pictures of his experiment.


Headed In - Collage


                              Headed In     Ellouise Schoettler    
                                 Paper Collage  Circa 1990s    


A Christmas memory

This morning a message on my iPhone carried this photo from my son as he approached Vienna, Austria from the air.

Technology brings wonderful possibilities for connections - and in this case for memories. 30+ years ago Jim, Robin and Karen and I flew to  Germany for a family Christmas with son Jimmy who was living serving in Stuttgart . 

Germany was dusted with snow everywhere and it looked like we were riding a train through a black and white etching. Stripping the world of color cast a medieval feeling. Loved it.