Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Chickens :: Forty

Lilikoi Buffington and Koa Ameraucana. I think they're trying to comprehend 80 degree weather in February. Or did they read about the New Hampshire primary results? Hot topics, both.

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

Monday, February 08, 2016

Monday Morning :: Thirty Eight

The morning after a party... I find all the signs and indications of blessings, of good things.
Someone baked~
The hens are laying~
I have beautiful bowls~
We have a friend as sweet as pie~
We have friends who drop by~
Super Bowl Sundaes are even better in fancy glasses~
There are more clean dishes than dirty ones {thanks, Paul}~
We have a working toaster, again~
Maria likes wiping tables and counters with the dishcloth I crocheted~
I can still hear the laughter from last night~
All the soup was eaten, so there was nothing to put away~
Our home is always big enough for company~
I love the new faucet Geoff put in last year~
Before going to bed, Maria asked if we 'can please have albondigas soup, again, tomorrow night?'
Cleaning the kitchen after a party makes me happy, fills my head with gratitude, blissful recollections~
There may be some of Grant's mom's delicious cookies leftover~

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

Sunday, February 07, 2016

The Woman in Our Hall :: Thirty Seven

Alex's rebar tie-wire woman is getting her other arm. She's like one of the family.

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

Saturday, February 06, 2016

Ducklings :: Thirty Six

What I did not bring home from the feed store... ducklings, piglets, baby goats, chicks, boots, cast iron pans, seeds, kittens, bunnies.

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

Friday, February 05, 2016

Moments in The Week
















Those crow masks are just a few drilled holes away from being done, and ready to ship to Utah! They've been a central theme of our lives lately. Alex has done a remarkable job with those, and everyone is eager to see them (pictures, at least) when they are worn in the ballet. It's also gratifying and compelling for us to see Alex working at what he loves to do... bringing together his interests in art, design, engineering, and manufacturing. His classes are dialed into those interests, so I think it will be a good semester for him.

Max is settling into his new semester, too. He likes the subjects, and the teachers. He's already showing me progress on the iron forged drawer pull he's making. Since he's already been a first level metals student, his teacher gives him a lot of liberty and responsibility in the shop at this next level. Max was teaching himself how to operate the plasma cutter. All of his classes are interesting in some way, or another, and it seems relaxed, which is a nice way to finish his final year of high school. He still has time for friends and games, for dropping by the hobby store.

William has been almost as busy as ever with his own art and designs, except we pulled him away to work on the fence. It's no fun replacing things that were already in place, but it's got to be done, and thankfully, we have help (though not from the neighbor, who refuses to recognize the joint responsibilities of good fences and good neighbors!) The old panels are removed, the broken posts dug out, new posts are set. By Saturday the concrete should be dry, so they can reinstall the panels. We may need to replace some of the fence boards. We'll see. After that, William can count yet another great project he's completed at the Bird House. I think he enjoys the skills he acquires... building a barn, a chicken run, learning to run Frankenrouter.

Maria has decided to retire from Ballet Folklorico. She struggled, a bit, with the decision... mostly concerned about other people's views and feelings. For herself, she knew that she had done as much with it as she cared to do. She loves, loves, loves the dancing, but was weary with make-up-hair-costumes and performances. It's been wonderful seeing her immerse herself so whole heartedly, really exploring the skills, and having a good time with it. I admire how dedicated she remained, and how carefully she evaluated her decision to move on. {She'd love to try Polynesian dance!} Her first free Saturday? She spent all of it with her dad at his office, where she's added HTML/CSS programming to her JAVA skills! Thanks to Khan Academy, Maria is head-over-code in love with these new programming classes. While sitting side by side with her daddy, she sent me a text message, "I need a little break from coding, so I added a Khan math class," which she dove into with equal enthusiasm. Seeing Geoff and Maria, heads together, and talking tech stuff... it's beyond adorable!

Yes, Geoff is working Saturdays. And Sundays. And week nights, late. It's that time of year. We know the drill, and it should be over pretty soon. We are looking forward to his return. It makes me thankful for texting, cell phones, even FB... because even in small ways, we can connect. I think 90% of our communication has come to emoticons! {Insert a smiley face, here.}

As for me... yarn. Yarn. Yarn. Maria showed me the sticks she collected at school, storm souvenirs, and I took one and gave it the Age of Aquarius treatment! {Insert peace sign and love beads, here.} As Maria and I left the house the other day, each wearing crocheted shawls and crocheted hats, something occurred to me, and I shuddered: We looked like a pair from a seventies crochet magazine cover! OHMYGLOB. I don't now how to stop. But, if I don't improve my skills, and invest in nice quality supplies, we are doomed! Just please promise you'll have an intervention for me, before I start attempting to crochet bathing suits, or Weasley sweaters!



Yellow Blossom :: Thirty Five

On the trail.

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

Thursday, February 04, 2016

Wednesday, February 03, 2016

Fence Crew :: Thirty Three

The crew has organized, supplies are purchased, and work has begun. Out with the old fence section, then on to the new. William remarked that it was a fitting job for GroundHog Day; digging holes!

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

Tuesday, February 02, 2016

A Mixed Bouquet :: Thirty Two

Rosemary, lemon geranium, and eucalyptus, with a red bow. A gift from our garden.

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

Monday, February 01, 2016

Things Went Bump In The Night :: Thirty One

About our weather last night... it was pretty bad.

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

Dear GroundHog What Do You See

I realize this is short notice... are you prepared for one of the _hole-iest_ days of the year?? Tomorrow is GroundHog Day! We've adopted it as our mid-winter festivity of randomness and nonsense. Normally, our winters are an event that barely registers, so the idea of contemplating the arrival of spring hardly occurs to us. But in recent years we have come to love this day, to mark it with whatever GroundHogish activities we can muster. We look for wintriness, and revel in nature. We take note of chicken shadows, putter around the garden. When it comes to GroundHog Days there are no points deducted for repetitions! {Okay that was an actual GroundHog pun, in case you didn't see it.} After last night's extreme wind, rain, hail, and extraordinary winter-like weather, we are more curious than ever before: Will there be six more weeks of winter? Of El Niño? Of puddles, chills, sandbags, and downed fences? Tomorrow will tell! When the whistle-pig, weather prognosticating Marmota monax, aka Punxsutawney Phil, leaves his hole, for the hole-y moment of truth, then all will be revealed!

Which is why I am so glad that Marilyn Scott Waters has so graciously and generously created party favors for our GroundHog Day crafting pleasure; we want to be prepared.