Starting Off Slowly

This year has not started off as I thought it would have. I’ve spent the vast majority of 2018 being ill. Not the typical flu bug, but getting ill from a medication that I had full trust in the doctor to give me. I’m still getting over this and I feel much better. It will however take some time to recuperate.

I am going to spend my time sitting and crocheting as I feel up to it. I need massive amounts of sleep, probable best for now to let my body heal. I had wanted to write more in this blog and have gotten side tracked…derailed as it were.

Be that as it may, while I am resting and sleeping, I can let my “imagination” run wild! pexels-photo-279470.jpeg

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My Word For 2018

Imagination”

There is nothing like imagination. The word comes into play in just about everything we do or say. Just think about it. Imagination. When you imagine different scenarios for a situation, you use your imagination. I know that I use my imagination when I try to come up with a pattern for my crochet work. Different patterns and stitches that I have used throughout my life are definitely thought about. So I have to use my imagination when I crochet a new pattern. I might use a little of one pattern and then switch over to another completely different pattern for another row. Or, I might combine the two stitches for the pattern and come up with a whole new stitch.

That’s what is so lovely about crochet work. I bet that you never thought of it as using your imagination have you? That is what all of us crafters, artisans and writers use every day…our imagination. It’s a wonderful thing.

Don’t waste it. The next time something pops into your head, you might think that it’s silly. Trust me, sometimes the sillier an idea is, the better it is. Write it down in a notebook, you can call it your Imagination book, or a scrap of paper if you wish and hold on to it. The next time you are trying to come up with something, go to your notebook of imagination and take a look. You might be pleasantly surprised at what your imagination has thought of.

Imagination is a wonderful thing. I personally love this song from “Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.” Gene Wilder did a beautiful job.

Pure Imagination”

It’s For The Birds (Print This Out To Share With Your Children)

Winter will soon be here. Snow will blanket the ground and cover the bare trees with a brilliant coat of white. The crisp cold air will blow and Jack Frost will be painting your window panes.

Everyone knows that a good meal will help to keep you warm when you go out into the cold. But how about something to eat for our fine-feathered friends, the birds? Did you ever stop to think what the birds do in the wintertime for food? Unlike spring and summer when seeds and berries are plentiful, there isn’t much for the birds to eat in the winter. We can help keep the birds fed during the cold winter months. Here are a couple of ideas to get you started:

PINE CONE FEEDER

Two or three pine cones

Peanut butter (crunchy or smooth)

Wild bird seed or black sunflower seeds

Raisins

You will also need a spoon and a small bowl, an old pie pan, two or three pieces of yarn (about twelve inches each), and a piece of aluminum foil or wax paper (about twelve inches)

Lay the pine cones on the sheet of wax paper or aluminum foil.

Take a piece of the yarn and tie it around the stem of one of the pine cones. If the pine cone doesn’t have a stem, tie the yarn around the smallest end.

Get a big spoonful of the peanut butter and smear it on the pine cone. Put enough on so that the seeds will stick.

Mix the bird seed and raisins in the pie pan. You don’t need many raisins, a handful will do.

Roll your pine cone in the seed mixture until it is covered with seeds.

Lay the pine cone on the wax paper or aluminum foil, and repeat the steps until you have as many pine cone feeders as you want.

Put the pine cones in the freezer for a few hours until the peanut butter gets hard.

Have a grown-up help you hang the feeders on a tree branch or any place that won’t be in the way or disturbed by cats or dogs. The birds need a quiet safe place to eat.

Now this is the easy part–having fun watching the birds enjoy the feast!

SUET FEEDER

Suet is the hard fat from beef, and you can have Mom or Dad help you find it in just about any supermarket. You will need:

A piece of suet

A nylon bag (the kind onions come in)

A piece of yarn (one about twelve inches long and another about six inches long)

Here is how you make the suet feeder:

1. Put a piece of suet inside the nylon bag.

2. Tie the top of the bag closed with the six inch piece of yarn.

3. Tie the other piece of yarn to the top of the bag.

4. Find someone to help you hang your suet feeder.

If you really like watching the birds throughout the winter, you don’t have to stop feeding them when the cold weather is over. The birds will eat at your feeders all year long. The birds will be happy and well fed, and you will continue to have the pleasure of listening to their wonderful songs.

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How Do You Know

How do you know?

How do you know when it is real or just a dream?

When you are running as fast as you can and still you hear it chasing you

so you run faster.

If it’s a dream, then why do you feel that little breeze

across your cheek like you are being softly touched as they passed you?

Why do you feel the fingers of fear running up and down your spine if

it is just a dream?

The sweat is running down your face soaking your shirt, you sit on the curb for just

a minute to collect your thoughts when you see a shadow in the street light.

The shadow moves toward you slowly at first then it picks up speed so you

get up and start running again.

You notice that the sky is getting lighter. It will be dawn soon, but that doesn’t stop

the shadow. It keeps coming.

All of a sudden you recognize your street and soon you see your house. You

run up the steps and unlock your door as quickly as you can. You are safe inside.

When you awaken, you lay there to collect your thoughts. Then you remember

your dream. Sitting up on the side of the bed, you see your running shoes, your

shirt is thrown across the chair.

Getting up, you check your shoes and they are wet and muddy and your shirt

is soaked. You gather them up to throw in the wash and out of the corner

of your eye, you see a shadow move quickly across the room.

Was it real, or just a dream? How do you know?

The Closet

girl-book-light-dark-reading-collage-lying-night-grass-giantWhen I was small

I had a closet

And in this closet was

My space, mine alone.

It kept me safe and

In it I made my nest

Of blankets and pillows

Ever so soft and with

Book and flashlight

I would stay for hours

Hidden behind clothes and coats

This closet went back beyond

Where things could be stored

And became my refuge

It was warm and I could dream

Of unicorns and fairies

Yes, this closet was mine and

It kept me safe