Thanks for stopping by our snowy woods this morning. Take care
and keep your feet warm. Spring is on the way!
Mary
Thanks for stopping by our snowy woods this morning. Take care
and keep your feet warm. Spring is on the way!
Mary
Thanks to all for your comments on my last post. I love them! I really was feeling kind of down about having to break my walking streak of more than three and a half years. I thought nookworm, in her comment, put the whole thing in its proper perspective. She wrote, "I'm glad you used common sense to not trek around as usual this time. I'm sure when the storm is over you'll be back on the trail, enjoying it all and not having to worry about how many steps you count anymore. It will be new and different to start back." In truth, I had begun lately to feel a little like Forrest Gump when he just suddenly stopped running and said, "I'm pretty tired...I think I'll go home now."
Yesterday, even though it was still very cold, the sun was shining so that Millie and I could walk our paths again. I took lots of pictures with my phone and thought they turned out quite well. The first one was taken from the main road past our house, looking north. In the next one Millie is feeling her oats, as they say, and gave the whitetails a friendly little chase just to keep them honest.
Today, I had it in my mind that I would finish painting the last doll's face, but then sometimes, "the best laid schemes o' mice an' men. Gang aft agley..." (go awry)"... Robert Burns. We were just finishing breakfast when our son pulled into the driveway with an almost frozen new-born calf. So, my morning was spent working with the poor little thing. I have never felt little feet so cold. I really think the calf may make it though, but my fingers are crossed.
But, back to the dolls... Four of them were all dressed up in borrowed clothes, so we had a little photo shoot. Riata Millwright is still waiting for her final painting, so she had to sit this one out. I have promised her that she will get her new clothes first, so she seems really happy about that.
Linnie Estelle Butts
Named after my great-great grandmother
Jubilee Ione Cliff
She looks lovely in this borrowed frock and insisted on wearing the bonnet too.
Maggie Rose Gunderson
My granddaughter says she looks like she is in charge. She does seem to have lots of resolve. I think she will go far!
Robert Mitcham's mother's maiden name was Gunderson, so that's where I snatched
that one.
Jillie Anice Cooper
Her borrowed dress was a little small, but she liked it so much she insisted on
wearing it. It is made from a very old fabric cut from an old garment. The fabric
is very delicate, dry-rotted a bit, I think. It is one of my favorites, of course,
because it's such a nice brown.
And, speaking of brown, I think the Garden Shanty looks so nice painted brown, especially in the snow.
We will be back soon with a picture of Riata. Take care!
Mary
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The Fifth Doll.... Added 02-19-2021
Riata Laverne Millwright
We took a little spin, literally, around the farm to see what we could see. I took my old Canon Rebel for a change and brought back some snowy black and whites. What happened to the green shades in the beautiful pine and cedar trees, I don not know. (Guess I need to buy colored film next time! Anyone remember those days?)
"Turning tears and trials into beauty..." I am not sure where I read or heard that, but I found it written in my "Creating and Dressing a Doll" Journal.
Actually, I am not sure I have ever shed a tear when making a doll. Oh, I may have stomped my feet and tossed a few into the trash can (only to go back to retrieve them in a bit), but to actually cry.... No, I have not.
The Five Best Friends Forever are progressing right along. The two pictured, Jillie Cooper and Jubilee Cliff have their faces now. These two sweet girls were brave to step up to be first. There certainly has been a lot of guessing, testing, and revising for these two who have surged forward to break the waters. But, one good thing for them, they are first out of the cans. When the others get their faces, we will have a day for painting arms and legs.
How's the weather over your way? I try not to complain much about whatever comes, for that's not in my department to change. The weather here is unpleasant to say the least, but not so bad that Millie and I have missed a single walk over the hillside trail. We are now on day 1,311 without missing. Millie's always ready to go. She's a great inspiration for without her, I might dream up a good reason for not going.
I pulled the picture below from my files taken a couple of years ago. We haven't had much snow this year. (This morning the ground was covered in ice and sleet.) However that may change before next week is over. We are quite worried about the bitter cold heading over from Asia which could break records this far south. We just don't see many zero and below zero nights here. We worry most about the farm animals. Hopefully, they will find a cedar thicket and hunker down.
From our hearthside to yours, take care and keep warm.
Mary
This morning, Millie and I were almost to the pond when the first raindrops began to pitter pat on our umbrella. Not long after, but after we had made our way back home, a steady rain began to fall. I do love a rainy day....(set that to an old Eddie Rabbit tune)
Why, it was only yesterday that the sky was breathtakingly blue. We all loved that too! Yes, that's January. She just can't make up her mind, it seems. We have, in fact, been in favor of most of her choices in weather this year ~ no snow (even though just a tad for a pretty picture or two would have been nice) and no single digit temperatures. Now, I can't help wondering what February has in mind...