An image of the moon setting in the west this morning. Like so many other things, it was gone in an instant.
“When I admire the wonder of a sunset or the beauty of the moon, my soul expands in worship of the Creator.” - Mahatma Gandhi
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Project 365 - Day 27
An image of the moon setting in the west this morning. Like so many other things, it was gone in an instant.
“When I admire the wonder of a sunset or the beauty of the moon, my soul expands in worship of the Creator.” - Mahatma Gandhi
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Project 365 - Day 26
The new "copier" at work. It prints in black and white or full color. It folds. It staples. It makes booklets. It slices, dices and sautees. . .
Wonder how many old time press operators are out of a job because of "copiers" like this one?
“Progress is made by lazy men looking for easier ways to do things” – Robert A. Heinlein
Project 365 - Day 25
Sophie modeling her 2007 Halloween costume! It even glows in the dark!
"This Halloween the most popular mask is the Arnold Schwarzenegger mask. And the best part? With a mouth full of candy you will sound just like him." ~ Conan O'Brien
Project 365 - Day 24
1,800 yards of fibery goodness! What is it that you want to be?
“The greatest waste in the world is the difference between what we are and what we could become.” -Ben Herbster
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Project 365 - Day 23
This is my interpretation of a classic Dr. Who Scarf. It's about 6 feet long at this point. Got another two feet or so to go!
Winter is nature's way of saying, "Up yours." ~Robert Byrne
Friday, September 21, 2007
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Project 365 - Day 21
A Breakfast Recipe
Put frozen mango, mandarin orange segments and papaya into your blender. Add two big spoonfuls of strawberry yogurt and enough orange juice to make a smoothie. (If you're over 40 sprinkle in some Benefiber.) Whir for awhile!
"When you wake up in the morning, Pooh,' said Piglet at last, 'what's the first thing you say to yourself?' 'What's for breakfast?' said Pooh. 'What do you say, Piglet?' 'I say, I wonder what's going to happen exciting today?' said Piglet. Pooh nodded thoughtfully. 'It's the same thing,' he said." – A. A. Milne, 'The House at Pooh Corner'
Put frozen mango, mandarin orange segments and papaya into your blender. Add two big spoonfuls of strawberry yogurt and enough orange juice to make a smoothie. (If you're over 40 sprinkle in some Benefiber.) Whir for awhile!
"When you wake up in the morning, Pooh,' said Piglet at last, 'what's the first thing you say to yourself?' 'What's for breakfast?' said Pooh. 'What do you say, Piglet?' 'I say, I wonder what's going to happen exciting today?' said Piglet. Pooh nodded thoughtfully. 'It's the same thing,' he said." – A. A. Milne, 'The House at Pooh Corner'
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Project 365 - Day 20
This is my view from my work window every day. I love the colors of the flowers and every day I want to go sit on the porch and put my feet up. Someday I want to have a porch that looks that inviting.
"There can be no other occupation like gardening in which, if you were to creep up behind someone at their work, you would find them smiling." ~Mirabel Osler
"There can be no other occupation like gardening in which, if you were to creep up behind someone at their work, you would find them smiling." ~Mirabel Osler
Monday, September 17, 2007
Project 365 - Day 19
What happens after a weekend of soccer and too many fast food meals. . .
"We are living in a world today where lemonade is made from artificial flavors and furniture polish is made from real lemons." ~ Alfred E. Newman
Project 365 - Day 18
A weekend of soccer in Columbus. Tournament Champions!
"The answers to these questions will determine your success or failure. 1) Can people trust me to do what's right? 2) Am I committed to doing my best? 3) Do I care about other people and show it? If the answers to these questions are yes, there is no way you can fail." -Lou Holtz
"The answers to these questions will determine your success or failure. 1) Can people trust me to do what's right? 2) Am I committed to doing my best? 3) Do I care about other people and show it? If the answers to these questions are yes, there is no way you can fail." -Lou Holtz
Friday, September 14, 2007
Project 365 - Day 17
Since Project 365 is a personal diary of sorts, nothing is off limits. . .this pretty much sums up my day!
What Does PMS Stand For?
1. Pass My Shotgun
2. Psychotic Mood Shift
3. Perpetual Munching Spree
4. Puffy Mid-Section
5. Pimples May Surface
6. Provide Me with Sweets
7. People Make me Sick
8. Pardon My Sobbing
9. Pass My Sweatpants
10. Pissy Mood Syndrome
11. Pack My Stuff
12. Potential Murder Suspect
What Does PMS Stand For?
1. Pass My Shotgun
2. Psychotic Mood Shift
3. Perpetual Munching Spree
4. Puffy Mid-Section
5. Pimples May Surface
6. Provide Me with Sweets
7. People Make me Sick
8. Pardon My Sobbing
9. Pass My Sweatpants
10. Pissy Mood Syndrome
11. Pack My Stuff
12. Potential Murder Suspect
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Project 365 - Day 16
I've been playing with beads! Handmade knitting stitch markers! I'm going to send them to my Ravelry Scarf Exchange partner. Hope she likes them!
"The only place where housework comes before needlework is in the dictionary." ~ Mary Kurtz
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Project 365 - Day 15
As I sat next to Gramma's bed on Saturday afternoon she was not responsive. To manage her pain, she was given morphine every four hours to keep her comfortable. I knew that it would likely be the last time I would see her alive and one image kept weaving its way through my thoughts.
It was an image of a sunset.
That warm, early fall afternoon Gramma was physically in her bed. She was breathing regularly. Yet, she wasn't really there. There was no laughter. No quiet singing of "Beautiful Dreamer." The essence of Gram had already disappeared below the horizon line. What was left that afternoon were just reflections of Gram left in the clouds.
By late Saturday night even the reflections had faded and she quietly slipped completely out of our sight.
But there's an amazing thing about a sunset – just because we can't see the sun anymore doesn't mean that it isn't there. When the sun goes down on our side of life it bursts above the horizon somewhere else. On Saturday night I can imagine Gramma literally flying over the horizon, laughing and singing at the top of her lungs.
The sunrise is a really beautiful thing.
It was an image of a sunset.
That warm, early fall afternoon Gramma was physically in her bed. She was breathing regularly. Yet, she wasn't really there. There was no laughter. No quiet singing of "Beautiful Dreamer." The essence of Gram had already disappeared below the horizon line. What was left that afternoon were just reflections of Gram left in the clouds.
By late Saturday night even the reflections had faded and she quietly slipped completely out of our sight.
But there's an amazing thing about a sunset – just because we can't see the sun anymore doesn't mean that it isn't there. When the sun goes down on our side of life it bursts above the horizon somewhere else. On Saturday night I can imagine Gramma literally flying over the horizon, laughing and singing at the top of her lungs.
The sunrise is a really beautiful thing.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Project 365 - Day 14
Images of Gram - photographed at her memorial service
"We do not remember days; we remember moments." ~ Cesare Pavese, The Burning Brand
Sunday, September 09, 2007
Project 365 - Day 12
Gramma is gone.
I went down the basement in her house while I was there yesterday, looking for a small book of poetry. I didn't know if I would recognize it if I saw it. I just knew that she and I would read it when I was a little girl. She would encourage me to sing the poems. Being very shy and insecure, sometimes I would work up the courage to sing them. I can still hear her laughter and encouragement.
The book is called "Child's Garden of Verses" by Robert Louis Stevenson. It was published by Greystone Press/Castle Books in 1951.
When I found it, I wept.
In celebration of Gramma's life - our favorite poem:
FAREWELL TO THE FARM
The coach is at the door at last;
The eager children mounting fast
And kissing hands, in chorus sing:
Good-bye, good-bye to everything!
To house and garden, field and lawn,
The meadow-gates we swang upon,
To pump and stable, tree and swing,
Good-bye, good-bye to everything!
And fare you well for evermore,
O ladder at the hayloft door,
O hayloft where the cobwebs cling,
Good-bye, good-bye to everything!
Crack goes the whip and off we go;
The trees and houses smaller grow;
Last, round the woody turn we swing;
Good-bye, good-bye to everything!
Good-bye Gram! You gave me more than love - you taught me life.
I went down the basement in her house while I was there yesterday, looking for a small book of poetry. I didn't know if I would recognize it if I saw it. I just knew that she and I would read it when I was a little girl. She would encourage me to sing the poems. Being very shy and insecure, sometimes I would work up the courage to sing them. I can still hear her laughter and encouragement.
The book is called "Child's Garden of Verses" by Robert Louis Stevenson. It was published by Greystone Press/Castle Books in 1951.
When I found it, I wept.
In celebration of Gramma's life - our favorite poem:
FAREWELL TO THE FARM
The coach is at the door at last;
The eager children mounting fast
And kissing hands, in chorus sing:
Good-bye, good-bye to everything!
To house and garden, field and lawn,
The meadow-gates we swang upon,
To pump and stable, tree and swing,
Good-bye, good-bye to everything!
And fare you well for evermore,
O ladder at the hayloft door,
O hayloft where the cobwebs cling,
Good-bye, good-bye to everything!
Crack goes the whip and off we go;
The trees and houses smaller grow;
Last, round the woody turn we swing;
Good-bye, good-bye to everything!
Good-bye Gram! You gave me more than love - you taught me life.
Friday, September 07, 2007
Project 365 - Day 11
This is the finished scarf for my Ravelry exchange partner. (See "Prayer Scarf" blog entry from August 24, 2007.) I send it with warm thoughts and prayers for peace!
I am on my way to Kentucky. My grandmother is in the advanced stages of death. I love her very much. (See "Lightening Bugs and Outrageous Love" entry from December 13, 2006.)
"We can do no great things, only small things with great love."
Mother Teresa
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Project 365 - Day 10
The end result of Day 8! So worth it!
"Jewelry takes people's minds off your wrinkles." – Sonja Henie
Project 365 - Day 9
This is my friend Jane. Her husband is very sick and is hospitalized. Went to visit them yesterday. They amaze me with their strength and resilience. The quote for the day is something Jane said when were talking out in the parking lot.
"Every time I think life is going to overwhelm me, I find some more strength. We can handle more than we think we can."
I add - "Amen, sister!"
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
Project 365 - Day 8
Stringing 1,650 beads to knit with requires a bit of patience! The outcome is worth the process!
“Have patience with all things, but chiefly have patience with yourself.”
- St. Francis de Sales
Monday, September 03, 2007
Project 365 - Day 7
Labor Day Reflection - Lake Erie reflected in the glass door of a house on Johnson Island.
"If all the cars in the United States were placed end to end, it would probably be Labor Day Weekend." ~ Doug Larson
Saturday, September 01, 2007
Project 365 - Day 6
Us - 2
Them - 2
Great Game!
“I am a member of a team, and I rely on the team, I defer to it and sacrifice for it, because the team, not the individual, is the ultimate champion.”
- Mia Hamm
Project 365 - Day 5
"The foliage has been losing its freshness through the month of August, and here and there a yellow leaf shows itself like the first gray hair amidst the locks of a beauty who has seen one season too many."
~Oliver Wendell Holmes
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