Yesterday I put sealer on the deck. This made it necessary to take the dogs out the front door. I stepped out in the front yard who should greet me, but Mr. Peacock! I of course, went into catch the peacock mode. Then it dawned on me that the neighbor lady was home and it was, after all, her peacock. So I ran over and got her.
She is not nearly as good at catching a peacock as her husband, so the last we seen of the peacock was him headed west down South Road and going a lot faster then either one of us! My son did observe that the peacock seems to be drawn to me. What ever. Peacocks are supposed to be a sign of good luck and I am hoping that will start kicking in soon.
In the meantime, I have been keeping pretty busy. Got a quilt quilted. Made small soaps with tons of lavender to keep moths away. Will sell them at the sale in November. Picked the remaining cukes so I can make dill pickle slices. Picked 3 tomatoes on the green side so I can fry them. I also looked at the closet with a critical eye. Then I reached a monumental decision; that is way more then I can get done since it is almost nap time!
The sunrise this morning was absolutely beautiful! Usually the sun just kind of pops up and down out here, but the one this morning was kind of slow and made the whole horizon very red and it stayed that way for almost half an hour.
Something about a long sunrise makes me feel inadequate. I feel that I am of very little significance in this big old world, but I somehow feel that I am the only one watching this sunrise. So, I guess my life is basically a conundrum. Do you know what that means? It means a riddle whose answer is a pun. That pretty much sums it up.
So, you have learned a new word today and the meaning of that word. As long as you pick up a little knowledge every day you will never stop learning. Wish I had some wise words to leave you with, but I am coming up blank. Just goes to show you that nothing is ever as it seems.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Chile Festival
I am demonstating for the Weavers Guild in the El Pueblo Museum yesterday and today. This has been fun. Joanne is with me and she is a tremendous weaver and likes people. I enjoy meeting people, so I just mostly talk.
First person to strike my fancy was Rebecca. She is from back east and knows how to use a drop spindle. We got started talking because she let a nasty word slip and apologized. I told her I could out cuss her any day. She spun some yarn and then went away, but not before we exchanged emails and such. Ships in the night.
The next one was a fellow who stopped right in front of me and stood. Not knowing what to say I said "Hi!" He replied, "No, just happy!" I was taken aback by that one, but life goes on anyway.
We watched the Indian Dancers. There is some very intricate bead work on those costumes. If you ever get a chance to take a close look, by all means do so. They go to a lot of work and are proud to show it to you.
There were rides for the kids, funnel cakes, Barbeque, roasted corn, jewelry, bean toss, and just about anything you can think of, but the main attraction is the rows and rows of chile roasters lined up and roasting the product Pueblo is best know for, the Mighty Pueblo Chile!!
So I shall return to my post today and continue to observe people. Will report in tomorrow. Sure I will have a good time.
First person to strike my fancy was Rebecca. She is from back east and knows how to use a drop spindle. We got started talking because she let a nasty word slip and apologized. I told her I could out cuss her any day. She spun some yarn and then went away, but not before we exchanged emails and such. Ships in the night.
The next one was a fellow who stopped right in front of me and stood. Not knowing what to say I said "Hi!" He replied, "No, just happy!" I was taken aback by that one, but life goes on anyway.
We watched the Indian Dancers. There is some very intricate bead work on those costumes. If you ever get a chance to take a close look, by all means do so. They go to a lot of work and are proud to show it to you.
There were rides for the kids, funnel cakes, Barbeque, roasted corn, jewelry, bean toss, and just about anything you can think of, but the main attraction is the rows and rows of chile roasters lined up and roasting the product Pueblo is best know for, the Mighty Pueblo Chile!!
So I shall return to my post today and continue to observe people. Will report in tomorrow. Sure I will have a good time.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Middle of the Night
It has come to my attention that I have profound thoughts, so profound that they actually awaken me wherein, I then need to lay there and ponder them. These same earth rattling revelations unfortunately flit away with the coming of dawn and complete wakefulness.
My late husband did not dream. Swore to heaven he did not dream. One morning he crawled out of bed a little more crabby then I was used to him being. As the day wore on his snipping seemed to increase, until I in my gentle way asked, "What in the hell is your problem?"
He stated that when he awoke that morning he "had it in his head" that I had run away with another man. I explained to him that is what is called a dream, which he must indeed be having, since I had not moved from the farm, so apparently had not run away with another man.
Now this brings me to the question, am I having profound, earth shaking revelations, or am I too, dreaming?
I have tried to trick myself, by recording my thoughts when I am awakened by these revelations, but when I play them back to myself, they do not seem all that important. To be honest, some of them sounded very stupid, others like the ramblings of a mad woman. So this leads me to one of two conclusions:
I am very happy that I escape into a dream world and get my creativity and genius worked out in the middle of the night where no one can see or hear just how loony I am as opposed to wandering around town talking to myself. What do you think of that theory?
Here is another one for you to think about. I am so smart when I am asleep that even I can not recognize my brilliance in broad daylight. I may be an Einstein and no one will ever know it because I sleep alone and can't remember anything when I wake up in the morning.
"What evil lurks in the hearts of man only the shadow knows!" That quote comes from an old radio show we used to listen to years ago. I am not sure it is correct, but then it did come from my mind and lord only knows what goes on in there!
A friend once told me " You never really know anyone, you know of them. " Meditate on that for the day.
My late husband did not dream. Swore to heaven he did not dream. One morning he crawled out of bed a little more crabby then I was used to him being. As the day wore on his snipping seemed to increase, until I in my gentle way asked, "What in the hell is your problem?"
He stated that when he awoke that morning he "had it in his head" that I had run away with another man. I explained to him that is what is called a dream, which he must indeed be having, since I had not moved from the farm, so apparently had not run away with another man.
Now this brings me to the question, am I having profound, earth shaking revelations, or am I too, dreaming?
I have tried to trick myself, by recording my thoughts when I am awakened by these revelations, but when I play them back to myself, they do not seem all that important. To be honest, some of them sounded very stupid, others like the ramblings of a mad woman. So this leads me to one of two conclusions:
I am very happy that I escape into a dream world and get my creativity and genius worked out in the middle of the night where no one can see or hear just how loony I am as opposed to wandering around town talking to myself. What do you think of that theory?
Here is another one for you to think about. I am so smart when I am asleep that even I can not recognize my brilliance in broad daylight. I may be an Einstein and no one will ever know it because I sleep alone and can't remember anything when I wake up in the morning.
"What evil lurks in the hearts of man only the shadow knows!" That quote comes from an old radio show we used to listen to years ago. I am not sure it is correct, but then it did come from my mind and lord only knows what goes on in there!
A friend once told me " You never really know anyone, you know of them. " Meditate on that for the day.
Friday, September 25, 2009
My Mother
My mother shaped my life by example and a lot of her down home wisdom. I am going to tell you some of these at this point and what my thoughts at the time were.
1. "Get that pencil out of your mouth. You don't know where it has been." (Where did that thing go when I wasn't looking?")
2. " Do you want a lickin'?" (Oh, yeah! That is exactly what I want, a lickin'!)
3. " If Beth stuck her head in the fire, I suppose you would too!" (How is wearing my socks rolled down comparable to sticking my head in a fire?)
4. "Eat that mush! There are people starving to death in China." (Well, I sure wish they had this mush!"
5. "Get that coat on before you go outside and freeze to death!" (Wonder how long it takes to flash freeze.)
6. " Do not stick your tongue on that metal pole, cause it will freeze there." (Of course I am going to do that if I can just make it to the pole before I freeze to death.)
7. "Break this candy bar in half and give your sister the biggest half so you do not appear greedy." (Yeah, give the big half to her because she is greedy.)
8. "The early bird gets the worm." (And why do I want a worm?)
9. " Stop running around like a chicken with its head cut off!" (There is a visual I do not need.)
10. "Keep your legs crossed or some little boy will look up your dress." (And what will he see?)
11. "I am going to knock your block off!" (What is a block? Is that possible? Where will my block land and can I put it back on?)
12. "Keep eating and you are going to pop open!" (So that is what that belly button is for! To hold me shut.)
And there is not a day that goes by that one of her idioms doesn't pop into my mind and jerk me back to the straight and narrow. Today this would be called child abuse, but back in those days it was just called "doing the best we can."
I would not trade my roots for any other roots in the world. I came from good, hardworking, honest German and I am sure this has helped shape me into the person I am today.
1. "Get that pencil out of your mouth. You don't know where it has been." (Where did that thing go when I wasn't looking?")
2. " Do you want a lickin'?" (Oh, yeah! That is exactly what I want, a lickin'!)
3. " If Beth stuck her head in the fire, I suppose you would too!" (How is wearing my socks rolled down comparable to sticking my head in a fire?)
4. "Eat that mush! There are people starving to death in China." (Well, I sure wish they had this mush!"
5. "Get that coat on before you go outside and freeze to death!" (Wonder how long it takes to flash freeze.)
6. " Do not stick your tongue on that metal pole, cause it will freeze there." (Of course I am going to do that if I can just make it to the pole before I freeze to death.)
7. "Break this candy bar in half and give your sister the biggest half so you do not appear greedy." (Yeah, give the big half to her because she is greedy.)
8. "The early bird gets the worm." (And why do I want a worm?)
9. " Stop running around like a chicken with its head cut off!" (There is a visual I do not need.)
10. "Keep your legs crossed or some little boy will look up your dress." (And what will he see?)
11. "I am going to knock your block off!" (What is a block? Is that possible? Where will my block land and can I put it back on?)
12. "Keep eating and you are going to pop open!" (So that is what that belly button is for! To hold me shut.)
And there is not a day that goes by that one of her idioms doesn't pop into my mind and jerk me back to the straight and narrow. Today this would be called child abuse, but back in those days it was just called "doing the best we can."
I would not trade my roots for any other roots in the world. I came from good, hardworking, honest German and I am sure this has helped shape me into the person I am today.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Like a Bad Penny!
Bet you thought I was still out in the world wrestling Peacocks! No, here I am. Just like a bad penny, I have returned.
Yesterday was a lost day. Weaver's Guild until noon, lunch with the boy, hurry home for the nap, and then get ready for bed. Today I am going to tell you how to clean silver .
Get a big pot, preferably aluminum. Put a piece of aluminum foil in the bottom of the pot. Set the tea pot or whatever in the pot, making sure it has contact with the foil. Cover with water being sure to measure and make sure the item is covered. Now, add 2 tablespoons of baking soda for each quart of water. Bring temperature to 150 degrees and hold it there for 10 minutes. Turn off the heat and leave to cool. Rinse and buff.
Unless of course you would rather go buy some silver cleaner and rub it on, and rub it on, and rub it on. You get the picture! See I went to the garage sale and bought 2 boxes of silver stuff for $45.00. I could see a lot of polishing going on getting this in shape for Ebay. Not me, man, I am basically pretty lazy and if there is a way around the old way, I am all over that!
My mother had all kinds of little sayings to live by and I think the one that comes to mind here would be, " A stitch in time, saves nine ." And by that she would have said, "If you had kept that done up in the first place, you would not be up all night doing it now!"
Tomorrow I will tell you a bit about my mother, God love her. She was a very unique being and not a day goes by that one of her words of wisdom doesn't pop up and hit me, usually right between the eyes!!
Yesterday was a lost day. Weaver's Guild until noon, lunch with the boy, hurry home for the nap, and then get ready for bed. Today I am going to tell you how to clean silver .
Get a big pot, preferably aluminum. Put a piece of aluminum foil in the bottom of the pot. Set the tea pot or whatever in the pot, making sure it has contact with the foil. Cover with water being sure to measure and make sure the item is covered. Now, add 2 tablespoons of baking soda for each quart of water. Bring temperature to 150 degrees and hold it there for 10 minutes. Turn off the heat and leave to cool. Rinse and buff.
Unless of course you would rather go buy some silver cleaner and rub it on, and rub it on, and rub it on. You get the picture! See I went to the garage sale and bought 2 boxes of silver stuff for $45.00. I could see a lot of polishing going on getting this in shape for Ebay. Not me, man, I am basically pretty lazy and if there is a way around the old way, I am all over that!
My mother had all kinds of little sayings to live by and I think the one that comes to mind here would be, " A stitch in time, saves nine ." And by that she would have said, "If you had kept that done up in the first place, you would not be up all night doing it now!"
Tomorrow I will tell you a bit about my mother, God love her. She was a very unique being and not a day goes by that one of her words of wisdom doesn't pop up and hit me, usually right between the eyes!!
Monday, September 21, 2009
Peacock Wrangling
Those of you who know me personally, know my life is never dull. This morning started out looking pretty mundane, little cool with that touch of fall in the air. I had an errand in town, so that was where I was headed. About a quarter of a mile from the house I happened to glance over and there was a peacock in the field looking pretty out of place. I recalled that the neighbors were missing a peacock, so being the dutiful person that I am, I made a "u" turn and told Clifford where the peacock was. Then I started back down the road. Silly me!
Here came Mr. Peacock walking east on South Road! I immediately parked the car and decided to follow along and keep my eye on him until Clifford could get there. I called my son and told him to go out in the yard and tell Clifford to hurry. Well, the Big Blue Peacock then took a right turn on 27th Lane. I knew if he got to the river he was gone. I took a short cut across the alfalfa field to cut him off at the pass. Have you ever tried to run across an alfalfa field? They irrigate those things which means they are full of ditches that you can not see. You can trip on them, but you can not see them coming!
Fortunately I beat the peacock and got him headed back east, unfortunately, it was now across fields, ditches full of water, piles of trash and fences here and there. So I called my son and told him to get out back as fast as he could cause I almost had him! I never remembered at any point in time that I had not told Bret what I was doing; just barked orders at him.
Bless his heart, here he came on a dead run to help his frantic mother in the middle of a field of weeds with one foot in an irrigation ditch full of water. He was very relieved to see me pointing at the peacock who was by now entangled in the fence. And to make the picture perfect, Clifford arrived with his net.
With the peacock gone and Bret looked at me and said "Do you realize I thought you had gone completely crazy? Next time you might want to explain what is going on out here!"
The neighbor lady was very grateful. Even said she had prayed the night before for the peacock to come home.
Now what is the wisdom in this posting? I am sure there is one here somewhere and as I set her with an ankle throbbing, looking back on the day, I think I know what it is!
I am a vessel of God, used for returning Peacocks and such to their rightful home!
Here came Mr. Peacock walking east on South Road! I immediately parked the car and decided to follow along and keep my eye on him until Clifford could get there. I called my son and told him to go out in the yard and tell Clifford to hurry. Well, the Big Blue Peacock then took a right turn on 27th Lane. I knew if he got to the river he was gone. I took a short cut across the alfalfa field to cut him off at the pass. Have you ever tried to run across an alfalfa field? They irrigate those things which means they are full of ditches that you can not see. You can trip on them, but you can not see them coming!
Fortunately I beat the peacock and got him headed back east, unfortunately, it was now across fields, ditches full of water, piles of trash and fences here and there. So I called my son and told him to get out back as fast as he could cause I almost had him! I never remembered at any point in time that I had not told Bret what I was doing; just barked orders at him.
Bless his heart, here he came on a dead run to help his frantic mother in the middle of a field of weeds with one foot in an irrigation ditch full of water. He was very relieved to see me pointing at the peacock who was by now entangled in the fence. And to make the picture perfect, Clifford arrived with his net.
With the peacock gone and Bret looked at me and said "Do you realize I thought you had gone completely crazy? Next time you might want to explain what is going on out here!"
The neighbor lady was very grateful. Even said she had prayed the night before for the peacock to come home.
Now what is the wisdom in this posting? I am sure there is one here somewhere and as I set her with an ankle throbbing, looking back on the day, I think I know what it is!
I am a vessel of God, used for returning Peacocks and such to their rightful home!
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Geese moving EAST!
Well, it is getting close to frost here in Southern Colorado. When I went out to let my water fowl out this morning I saw a flock of ducks and a flock of geese. Both were flying east. It has come to my attention that either the water fowl in this area are totally confused or it is the Green House Effect taking over. Myself, I just think winters are so mild here in the Pueblo area that geese and ducks don't even know they happen.
Or another possibility is that the geese that flew east this morning are not the same geese that will fly west tonight! Perhaps it is the changing of the guard so to speak, and the summer geese/ducks are being replaced by the winter geese ducks!
Which brings me to a strange happening in my pen. I go out every evening and put my 23 ducks and 10 geese in a secure house to sleep. I just step out the back door with my flash light and they go right in.
One night one of the ducks seemed a little hesitant, but I shooed her in. The next morning this same duck would not come out. I opened the front of the house and she sashayed her little self out and waddled about 25 feet and then took flight and that was the last I saw of that little Mallard! Turns out she was a wild one that popped in to spend the night as mine are all domestic and can not fly.
Which brings me to my lesson for today. You can exert brute force and have your way for a little while, but in the end you are but a mere mortal wanting something and in the morning it will just fly away leaving you standing there gazing heavenward wondering what just transpired.
If you love something, set it free. If it returns it was truly meant to be.
Or another possibility is that the geese that flew east this morning are not the same geese that will fly west tonight! Perhaps it is the changing of the guard so to speak, and the summer geese/ducks are being replaced by the winter geese ducks!
Which brings me to a strange happening in my pen. I go out every evening and put my 23 ducks and 10 geese in a secure house to sleep. I just step out the back door with my flash light and they go right in.
One night one of the ducks seemed a little hesitant, but I shooed her in. The next morning this same duck would not come out. I opened the front of the house and she sashayed her little self out and waddled about 25 feet and then took flight and that was the last I saw of that little Mallard! Turns out she was a wild one that popped in to spend the night as mine are all domestic and can not fly.
Which brings me to my lesson for today. You can exert brute force and have your way for a little while, but in the end you are but a mere mortal wanting something and in the morning it will just fly away leaving you standing there gazing heavenward wondering what just transpired.
If you love something, set it free. If it returns it was truly meant to be.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
My Mother
I woke up this morning, which in itself was a miracle, thinking about my mother. If I had one aspect of my life to redo it would be to actually listen to things she told me. I think I would probably have taken notes.
But, alas, I did not. Now I have no idea who the old people were who spent the night at our house when I was 5 years old. I have no idea where my father was born. Who were the friends that drove my brother to the hospital when he creeped up and goosed the pony and it kicked him? I know we did not have a car and the hospital was 11 miles away.
I remember the part about not running with scissors, washing my hands because "God only knows where they have been", and give the biggest half to my sister so I will not appear greedy, but it is the finer things in life I have forgotten.
All I can say at this point is : If you still have a mother, cherish her; if you have lost your mother, cherish her; and if you would like I am available for adoption.
But, alas, I did not. Now I have no idea who the old people were who spent the night at our house when I was 5 years old. I have no idea where my father was born. Who were the friends that drove my brother to the hospital when he creeped up and goosed the pony and it kicked him? I know we did not have a car and the hospital was 11 miles away.
I remember the part about not running with scissors, washing my hands because "God only knows where they have been", and give the biggest half to my sister so I will not appear greedy, but it is the finer things in life I have forgotten.
All I can say at this point is : If you still have a mother, cherish her; if you have lost your mother, cherish her; and if you would like I am available for adoption.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Boooooring!
While laying abed this morning and contemplating the day before me, I had a very profound thought. If you are bored, it is probably because you are boring!
You should know right up front, that at no time am I bored. I jump up ( Maybe jump is not the entirely correct term since I am old and the jumping days are far in the past, with the exception of when a centipede or snake enters my space) and tear into each day with a vengenance hoping that today will be the day I actually get something done.
I keep very busy, what with a flock of 23 ducks, 10 geese, a garden, an acre of ground, 2 looms, a spinning wheel, an inkle loom, an embroidery business, a machine quilter, home made soap, lotion and body butter, a store on Ebay, gourd decorations, basket weaving, and a 17 year old son.
Today I am going to clean and freeze a bushel of Pueblo Chiles and work on cleaning the basement while simultaneously embroidering tea towels to sell Ebay.
And what do you have planned for today? Better make hay while it is sunny, honey, cause fall is in the air and winter is coming!
You should know right up front, that at no time am I bored. I jump up ( Maybe jump is not the entirely correct term since I am old and the jumping days are far in the past, with the exception of when a centipede or snake enters my space) and tear into each day with a vengenance hoping that today will be the day I actually get something done.
I keep very busy, what with a flock of 23 ducks, 10 geese, a garden, an acre of ground, 2 looms, a spinning wheel, an inkle loom, an embroidery business, a machine quilter, home made soap, lotion and body butter, a store on Ebay, gourd decorations, basket weaving, and a 17 year old son.
Today I am going to clean and freeze a bushel of Pueblo Chiles and work on cleaning the basement while simultaneously embroidering tea towels to sell Ebay.
And what do you have planned for today? Better make hay while it is sunny, honey, cause fall is in the air and winter is coming!
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Dependability or dead duck
Now this is what I call real dependability!! I started this thing and worked 2 days and then had 2 days off. Good thing I am not being paid for the work I produce. I have actually spent a lot of time thinking and have come to the conclusion that it is probably a good thing I know how to spell vacuum, because I seem to have one between my ears.
Lot happening though. Had a dead duck today and that was kind of sad because he is the partner to the little black and white duck. Now maybe you think I am a loon toon because I know the social ranking of my ducks, but it is not so. I just see them every day and make observations. No different then people except the ducks quack and the people just rattle on. Same difference in the end.
Will do better tomorrow and may actually come up with something worth reading.
Lot happening though. Had a dead duck today and that was kind of sad because he is the partner to the little black and white duck. Now maybe you think I am a loon toon because I know the social ranking of my ducks, but it is not so. I just see them every day and make observations. No different then people except the ducks quack and the people just rattle on. Same difference in the end.
Will do better tomorrow and may actually come up with something worth reading.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Fall in the Air
Good Morning World!
You should know that little touch of fall is in the air this morning. The geese and ducks have their pond a little cleaner then it was the day before. Hopefully I will get it very clean before winter, because there will be no cleaning of the pond when it freezes.
The Chile Festival is coming up in less than 2 weeks. That is always a fun time here in good old Pueblo, Colorado. We will be weaving and spinning and basically hanging out in the lobby of the El Pueblo Museum on September 26 & 27, so stop and see us.
I am working very hard getting my web sites ready for your purusal. Let you know when the time is right. In the meantime remember :
"Love many, trust few- always paddle your own canoe!"
You should know that little touch of fall is in the air this morning. The geese and ducks have their pond a little cleaner then it was the day before. Hopefully I will get it very clean before winter, because there will be no cleaning of the pond when it freezes.
The Chile Festival is coming up in less than 2 weeks. That is always a fun time here in good old Pueblo, Colorado. We will be weaving and spinning and basically hanging out in the lobby of the El Pueblo Museum on September 26 & 27, so stop and see us.
I am working very hard getting my web sites ready for your purusal. Let you know when the time is right. In the meantime remember :
"Love many, trust few- always paddle your own canoe!"
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Virgin posting
Ok! Somebody, a very wise person, told me if I want to be a sucess, I have to get my voice out there and get it heard. So here I am to share my wisdom and life experiences with you, the world.
This is my first attempt at this blogging thing, so you must be patient with me. I think the mere fact that I made it this far says a lot for a 67 year old computer illiterate woman! I am going to have to depend on those of you reading this to help me along. Right now I think my head is going to explode so I will sign off and hopefully I will be back tomorrow with more words of wisdom.
Later, Lou
This is my first attempt at this blogging thing, so you must be patient with me. I think the mere fact that I made it this far says a lot for a 67 year old computer illiterate woman! I am going to have to depend on those of you reading this to help me along. Right now I think my head is going to explode so I will sign off and hopefully I will be back tomorrow with more words of wisdom.
Later, Lou
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