a pile of leaves can be such a mood changer. i highly recommend it. it’s especially nice to have a heap in our own back yard and to know that there’s no nasty in it. people in the neighborhood are mostly good about picking up after their dogs but it seems now, as in years past, when the fallen leaves are abundant there’s a lot more “out of sight out of mind” attitudes. I’m contemplating a small sign out front to let dog owners know that children play here. Anyhow, last week yellow leaves, this week red;
do you ever do this? peek back at photo folders to see what you were doing this day in other years?
September 25th 2012 we were beginning our days with the littlest A and picnicking outside;
September 25th 2011 i was crafting a Martinmas lantern bunting;
September 25th 2010 the Ateam went to the park;
September 25th 2009 i took no photos!
September 25th 2008 we recently moved to our new hood and were loving the leaves and chestnuts;
September 25th 2007 we ate pie for breakfast, wandered along the train tracks and met Auntie and Uncle J at Fisherman’s Wharf;
September 25th 2006 (oh nooooo a project still unfinished!) i thought that i would make Little A a community quilt;
September 25th 2005 i took no photos.
September 2004 i was still shooting a lot of film and didn’t file daily photos. this one was film. i don’t know if i look more tired now or then (wow i’ve had insomnia for 9 years now). Aren’t Little A’s thighs scrumptious?
September 2003 i don’t even have a folder for September.
anyone else know what they were doing this day in other years?
I never met my grandma (my mom’s mom) but i wonder about her and how alike or unalike we may have been… My mom backed and tied this quilt top for me in my early teens that my grandma had made using small pieces of old clothing and donated pieces that they would receive in the mail from friends.
i love the functional haphazardness of this quilt. it’s apparent that she was making use of every small bit of fabric that she had at the time, the pattern of the blocks determined by the odd scraps available.Some of the patterns i’m sure are feedsacks. Others i think were worn thin and perhaps replaced or sewn over by my mom with fabrics apparently from another time - i’ll have to show and ask her some time. i see pieces that look like tea towels, some make me think of hankies or boxers and some remind me of the floor length gold curtains that hung in our orange shag carpeted living room.
I didn’t appreciate this quilt so much in my teens and i tucked it away in my tickle trunk for a day far off into the future. It resurfaced on my most recent trip to the Okanagan as i attempted to finally free up the drawers and closet that were once storage of my neglected belongings. I’m happy to say that only 1 trunk remains (and my piano but that’s across the street at the neighbors). So the quilt has come home. it’s quite huge and the boys have used it to build forts a few times and we’ve bundled up in it, exploring the various patterns and textures, noticing the parts that were hand sewn and those sewn by machine, imagining my mom and her siblings once wearing the clothing that these pieces may have once been…
I didn’t expect to find cherries but there were enough to munch and then some for drying. We just used an oven with low heat and still it seemed ridiculously hot to run an oven like that in summer. I’m interested in a food dehydrator in the future. Does anyone have a preference/recommendation?
back garden surprises;
up the hill…
…and through the corn…
…to the cabin on the hill…
…where these guys are working to carve a sweet little corner of the world.
these guys! mama, daughter, son. xo.
hen and chicks in abundance so very unlike the Coast;
these little ones made their way back to my home via mini van cupholders;
in retrospect i don’t know why i packed a new outfit in varying layers for all 3 of us for 2 weeks because aside from pyjamas we wore the same beachwear 90% of the time. this vacation was all about lake swimming. have i learned the lesson of over packing versus travelling light?! you’d think so but i’ll put it to the test in another couple of weeks when we pack up to return to the land of peaches and beaches for another dose of serious summer;