Saturday, July 2, 2016

I'm Back

I've been distracted the last few months.  We had the spring shows to prepare for, and  Cairo, our 14-year-old Jack Russell has been suffering from chronic rhinitis for a long time.  It is getting worse.  I had more than a month of sleepless nights because of his coughing and panting and sneezing.  The vet and I have finally come up with a concoction of medications to keep him comfortable and to allow me to sleep.  The lack of sleep really threw me off my game.  Writing used to be almost like breathing for me, but the habit disappeared when my foggy brain struggled to stay awake.

Summer is in full swing here in Greenport.  Yesterday I had to reprimand a tourist in the Shelter Island ferry line who wanted to go through a stop sign.  He thought I was going to take his place in line when I was just trying to get home.  The crowds are the difficult part of living in place so lovely that tourists flock to it.  That said, Pete and I took the canoe out to Hallocks Bay the other day for the first clamming expedition of the season.  We grilled some and I made stuffed clams, added some fresh- picked lettuce from Pete's vegetable garden and we ate until we were sated.  This is one of the things I love most about living here -- we can grow or forage for our own food for a large part of the year.  

I am going to do some housekeeping this morning, then set up my hooking on the front porch.  A thunderstorm last night left a clear, bright sky today, and I am going to take advantage of it.

Thursday, June 16, 2016

Quiet Corner Hook-In

The Quiet Corner Guild in Connecticut is having a hook-in on Saturday, June 18, from 9 to 3 at the South Woodstock, CT Fairgrounds.  The cost is $15, which includes door prizes, a raffle ticket, snacks and beverages all day. $5 for walk-in vendor shopping only.  

Vendors: Benita Raleigh, Margaret Arraj, Sandy Mariecki, Yankee Peddler, Paisley Studio, Fluff & Peachy Bean, Donna Swanson, Joyce DiGregorio Design, Seaside Rug Hooking, and Raven's Gate Primitives.

Woodstock FairgroundRte. 169 & 171Woodstock, CT 062819:00am-3:00pm

The Peconic Ruggers will meet on Tuesday, June 21, 2016 at the Cutchogue Presbyterian Church from 7 to 9.  Bring a project to work on and something for show and tell.

Thursday, June 2, 2016

Going to the Fair . . .

The Country Living Fair, that is!

Barb and I are headed up to Rhinebeck today to set up our booth.  The Fair opens bright and early tomorrow morning.  The fairgrounds are a sight to behold once Stella Shows get their hands on it, so come and see for yourself!  I've got 2 new cow mats to show you!

Tuesday, May 10, 2016

Long Time, No Write

I fell off the blog wagon.  I was lured away to other social media -- I love Instagram, and was very fond of Pinterest, though lately I am really tired of all the stupid "What to Shop for at Trader Joe's" type postings and the links to a bunch of blogs that were created using the same "Use Pinterest to Earn $1000 a Month" website.  They all feature the exact same layout, with a photo of a young woman with some pithy comments describing her life and LOTS of ads that float across your computer screen as you scroll through thousands of photographs and inane stories trying to get to the actual recipe you want.  I have to admit to sending a lot of time on Facebook, too, with all its stupid tests -- "Can You Spell These Words Correctly?" and, even worse, silly animal videos.  I skip over all that and look at the hooked rugs, and news from relatives, thank you very much.

When my students told me this morning that reading my bimonthly email was like reading a story, I realized I had better get back to real writing on my blog and leave the other stuff -- except for Instagram -- to people who have a lot of time to waste.  Writing has always been where my heart is and I miss it.  So here I am, climbing back on the wagon.

Barb and I started our spring season of vending a week and a half ago at the Connecticut Sheep & Wool Festival.  It was lovely and warm this year -- in the past we have had to take turns sitting in the car with the motor running to warm up.  It is a small festival, but sweet, and we were happy to see lots of our friends and fellow fiber enthusiasts.  Several members of the Quiet Corner Rug Guild stopped in.  They are getting ready for their Hook In at the Woodstock, Connecticut Fairgrounds in June. (See the sidebar for more information.)  Barb and I will be there vending again. 

We will also be at the Long Island Fleece and Fiber Fair this coming weekend.  LIFFF is close to my heart and a close to my home.  It is held at Hallockville Museum Farm in Riverhead, New York.  I have been a member there for many years.  It is where I first demonstrated rug hooking almost 25 years ago.  The museum is a big supporter of all the local guilds.  I will be teaching a needle punch embroidery class there as well, on June 11.

The Country Living Fair at the Duchess County Fairgrounds in Rhinebeck, New York is the first weekend of June.  It's a big show, very well run by Stella Management, and brings the pages of the magazine to life.  This will be our second year there.  Be sure to come visit us!

Tuesday, March 22, 2016

Another Sad Day

Thinking about the people of Brussels this morning.  Wishing the world wasn't so evil.

Tuesday, February 23, 2016

Mourning Doves

I woke early on Sunday morning and sat on the sofa with the dog. We watched the sun rise over the tiny sliver of Peconic Bay that I can see from my front windows during the winter months.  The two mourning doves that nest in our wisteria-covered pergola every year were cooing loudly at six o'clock in the morning.  They lifted my spirit -- spring must be on its way.

I'm sad to say that Pete's father, Joe, passed away just days after we returned from our vacation.  He would have been 99 on the Fourth of July this year.  He was taking his morning walk at the nursing home and slowly collapsed to the floor.  Although his body wore out over his long life, his mind was still sharp.  Being in the nursing home was difficult for him, but his physical ailments made it a necessity.  Pete's mother, Betty, who is 95, visited him daily.  

We scrambled to find flights to the midwest, and had to drive through a snowstorm to get to Kennedy airport.  Planes were delayed and we were late meeting Clara in Minneapolis and getting to the family viewing on Friday night.  The funeral home stayed open so we could say goodbye, and the entire family -- 24 all together -- waited for us.  Saturday was -- needless to say -- emotional and moving.  Joe, a physician by trade, was a woodsman at heart, and Betty ordered a beautiful blanket made of pine boughs, cedar, pinecones, fungus and lotus for the coffin.  The cemetery was covered in snow, and as the coffin was lowered, Betty made a snowball and placed it on the coffin -- a sweet gesture.

We returned to the church for a luncheon and visits with family and friends.  When our funeral party returned to the hotel, we met a wedding party and discovered that Joe had delivered the bride and her 8 siblings many years before.  An ending and a new beginning.  The circle of life.

Sunday, January 31, 2016

Paradise Lost

We are home again, after ten lovely days of sun in the Caribbean.   Actually, paradise is not lost -- our little village is just another sort of paradise, and, although we love St. John dearly,  we are happy to be home again and sleeping in our own bed.  We are glad to have Cairo home.  His leg has healed up a bit.  Although he will always limp, he can go for a walk now.  we made it almost all the way to the beach today, for the first time in a month.

Caribbean Cosmo on the balcony of Asolare, my favorite restaurant in Cruz Bay
I'm still getting back into our routine after doing several loads of laundry, paying bills, grocery shopping.  I took yesterday afternoon off.  I sat in the sun with the dog under a duvet and finished a book.  It was great.  Today, however, I am diving back into work.  I have lots of ideas for new patterns, and I am preparing for a class on sculpted hooking with my students and for a beginner needle punch embroidery class to be held at Hallockville Museum Farm.  And it will just be a blink of the eye before our shows start up again.

It won't be long before the forsythia blooms and the daffodils bloom.  I'm looking forward to that!