Category: Homebody

a poem, some plums and a horse

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This Is Just to Say

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold
—by William Carlos Williams

I just love the word plum.

Saturday morning I was outside drinking my morning coffee and noticed my l plum tree was heavy with fruit… later Roscoe came up to me with purple red splooge on his face. Apparently the dogs had found the fallen fruit and were feasting. I went out and picked fruit from the lower branches and placed a tarp on the ground and gently shook the fruit from the higher branches. I’m not sure where I’d seen this done before, maybe it was Lucy and Ethel or Wile E. Coyote . The plums are small and sweet, perhaps a bit small to wrangle into a tart but great to eat. I feel like a farm girl, so proud of my first harvest.

To be filed under "You know you live in the country when…" I almost got hit by a man on a horse this weekend. I was driving away from my friend’s house when this man came tearing through this little alley on a horse he had little to no control of. I stopped my car and watched him continue on.  I hope nothing happened.

Here are some pics of this morning….

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Oh, I almost forgot… thank you so much for the books Miss Mona, it took me a few minutes to figure out where they came from. I appreciate them very much.

A Series of Unfortunate Events

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Dsc07433_3Everything electromechanical in my world is on the fritz. Each episode is not so great to throw me off track, but the sum of it all is beginning to lose its humor. In a nutshell, and not necessarily in this order… car, cell, DSL, hard drive. My mantra these days is "it’s an event, not a calamity". Most have been fixed, some will wait until  mañana. At what point did I become someone who merely winces and doesn’t smooth flip out when things go haywire? Maybe it’s age, my dogs and husband… or maybe it’s the knitting. Either way, I’m so glad to be this woman instead of the one I was 10 years ago.

Okay, DH is going away for the weekend and there will be no home improvements this weekend. At least not the loud, messy kind. I may start a quilt, make a roller blind, bake apple strudel,set up the soaker hoses… Aahhh, I can hear the quiet already.

Feeling Lucky?

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Is this not the cutest little guy? Well, he no longer resides in our home but did for a week. I alluded to a puppy a couple posts ago and here’s the scoop (no poop). About 4 weeks ago on a Saturday morning DH and I were drinking coffee in bed, reading the paper, cuddling with dogs…the every weekend stuff, when Maisy came running in crying and made me follow her out back. She led me to this little lab mix who was sleeping under our table saw. We’re not sure if he squoze through the fence or someone just dropped him over our fence ( we are kinda known as suckers in our hood) and it’s not important. Well, we temporarily named him Lucky and promptly began a campaign to find him a great home. His poster claimed that he spoke fluent Pig Latin, made a mean Denver Omelet and could fold fitted sheets. Within a week he had a home. A friend’s sister just moved back to Texas with her husband and two children. They were missionaries in South Africa and had to leave a much-loved dog behind when returning the US. When their daughter saw Lucky she said his name  would be "Kaya", which in the language of the people they lived with in South Africa, means "home". I knew it was meant to be. All reports say everyone is happy as can be.
I am so excited… we’re replacing our windows this weekend! I was a little sad at first to think that my lovely original wooden windows would be replaced with some vinyl clad über efficient ones but I do see the practicality in it all. I’ve never really lived in a home that didn’t have "charming" old windows with 50+ years of paint, broken ropes and a 2×4 or dictionary next to each one to prop it open when we wanted some air. So this will be a truly significant change, one I’m going to embrace instead of fight because I still like a bit of "charm" in my life. I guess I’ll get used to windows I can lock, open easily and don’t whistle on a windy day. I will keep a few to use as frames for some cool letterpress pieces.
Ordered some pretty Heather Bailey fabric to make either some pillow cases or a super pretty apron. 
I did take some shots of my lovely old windows this morning and will post pics of new ones…might not happen right away since I will be traveling to Wisconsin for work first thing Monday.