Sunday, February 17, 2013

Sunday Drive

Better Half and I took our brand new car out for a joy ride this afternoon to the northeast part of the county, full of rolling hills and superb vistas.

Better Half piloted the vehicle, while I attempted to capture the beauty of the fine Sunday afternoon, through the windshield, going 55 miles per hour, easier said than done.

The theme for the day's adventure - wide blue skies and sun dappled fields, old barns and old houses.  We saw wild turkey in two fields along the way.  Photos of wild turkey at 55 miles per hour, well, there just won't be any today.




 
 






Saturday, February 9, 2013

It's Official . . . the Felt Farm Market

It's OFFICIAL!!!
The
Felt Farm Market
officially opened today on Etsy
I've also created a facebook page
for market updates 
 
These are the first 8 items and collections for sale in the Market. 
 
 
Summer Vegetable Collection


The Berry Patch
 


The Pepper Collection
 


Veggie Snack Collection
 


Spring Goodness Collection
 

 
Homegrown Tomatoes
 

 
Shrimp.
 
More listings will make their way to the shop
as they are designed, created, photographed, edited, listed, and described. 
The process, a one woman operation, is more time-consuming than I ever imagined.
I just keep telling Better Half I am indulging in a creative exercise.
 
It will be interesting to see if anyone finds my little shop.
I anxiously await my first sale. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


Monday, February 4, 2013

A Love Story

September 19, 1953 
 

The bride wore a tea length halter style lace gown,
borrowed from one of her co-workers at Williams Shoe Factory.
Her mother made a matching lace jacket for the dress.
The bride made her veil and headpiece and that of her maid of honor, Dolores, her only attendant.
The bride carried a bouquet of carnations and an orchid. 
She removed the orchid from the bouquet to wear with her honeymoon travel outfit.
 
The groom wore a navy blue suit with a white, blue and grey tie.
He wore his infamous blue suede shoes to his wedding.
His older brother, Gilbert, served as his best man. 
 
After a wedding reception at the local Knights of Columbus,
 the bride and groom left for Columbus to spend their first married night at the Neil House,
on their way to their eventual destination, Niagra Falls. 
 
This graceful, dashing couple is my parents on their wedding day almost 60 years ago,
at the beginning of their life journey, hand in hand, on the steps of the church.
 
December 24, 2012
 

 
This still dashing couple is my parents, some 60 years later,
still holding onto each other,
not really having changed all that much.
They wear their age and their love for each other gracefully.
 
I really hit the jackpot when I was born to them.
My brothers and I were surrounded by
unconditional love,
 kindness,
 respect,
encouragement,
support,
expectations, 
determination,
 creativity
and
good ole Yankee ingenuity.
We were told "no", had our mouths washed out with soap,
 and suffered an occasional well-deserved spanking.
If we didn't have something nice to say about someone,
 we were told not to say anything at all.
We were the apples of our parents' eyes, all of us.
We still are. 
 
Thanks, Mom and Dad, for beginning that journey almost 60 years ago
 and for staying the course, when you might have been tempted to throw in the towel.
Your life and love speaks volumes about the kind of people you are,
the very best kind.