Stone House Scribblings

The railings are finally in! Elv has been doing this project for Tim and Amy's house for a long time. I mean an hour or so at a time here and there, but yes, for months. Since it's one of his favorite things to do, he hasn't minded. Besides, it's for Amy. We have seven… Continue reading Journalings

It's bedtime and the day has gone with non stop things to be attended to. It was one of those days where what's next is at hand and there's nothing for it but to step into it. The washer broke down on Monday. Fortunately Elv was home when it made its loud dying racket, so… Continue reading Stonehouse Journaling, The Second and Third

We had our first snow yesterday. In other words, winter is almost upon us. I commented to Jolynn while we were loading our groceries that the Walmart parking lot is the coldest place on earth! (I should have written about the little blizzard that happened in Hayward yesterday morning and the five or six fender… Continue reading Stonehouse Journalings, The First

Here it is, a whole afternoon and evening to rest, and it's taking me too long to sink into it. Elv is already deep into a Zane Grey he somehow missed out on before this, stretched out on his recliner. He hasn't even bothered to change out of his Sunday duds. Somehow, I like to… Continue reading Sunday, A Day of Rest

We used to rake the fallen leaves into piles and drag them into the woods on tarps. Now the boys strap big noisy machines onto their backs and blow them into the woods. While we ate wild rice and chicken soup afterwards last night we talked about how much work it was to rake them.… Continue reading Fall Chores

I found this recipe in an old farm journal cookbook the other day when I had a few ugly apples to use up. And have been playing with it since, with variations. In the first place, it's supposed to be a cake. But when I use gluten free flour, muffins turn out fabulously muffin-y. And… Continue reading Fall Festival Muffins

To begin somewhere, there has been no frost yet in our neck of the woods. So the flowers are still blooming though the plants themselves are looking tired.When I planted the garden late, I despaired of having blooms for any amount of time. The end of July came and went and we had only a… Continue reading October Scribblings

The funny, flowers-no-vegetables garden is yielding baskets of cuttings for vases. Yes, I'm going to do this again. Only thing, next year there'll be veges and raspberry plant starts from my mom. With frost weeks away, she says hopefully, there ought to be plenty of bouquets to come and then seed saving. Today turned out… Continue reading Bees (Wasps) and Bouquets

The garden, beautifully in flower for bouquets. Cooler weather campfires. Simple homey things like bees on flowers and loons calling overhead as they fly between lakes. The quiet: only traffic, the crickets, the far-away drone of a small plane, and a lawn mower in the distance, today. Yesterday was the Fireman's Picnic, not quiet, next… Continue reading A Quiet Sunday Thankful List

It's when the cutting gardens are finally producing for all the vases/flowers in every room. Well, Lisl's gardens are. My garden has a row of zinnias that may bloom if the rabbit finally gets himself zapped on the electric fence I have carefully prepared for him. There actually are other flowers in the garden here… Continue reading The Time of Zinnia