Bernie

I figured out why the kittens always like to sit in front of the refrigerator. That's where it cycles out the warm air. I mean I knew that way back in the back of my mind, but was constantly wondering why they were sitting there--especially when I'm making supper and having to open it.

No pictures of these yet, but I just started working on a pair of socks (Christmas gift) and another little baby hat (more of a knitted bonnet than a hat really-something nice and girlie for a baby that should be born next week--I really should have started it sooner, but I just figured out the exact pattern I wanted to use and pulled the yarn out of my yarn basket last night. If there is enough yarn I might add some mittens.)

Facebook Fan Page and some fun!

Ummm . . . don't know if you are on Facebook or not, but I just set up a Fan page for the gallery that my dad and I run in our small town. It is called Robert Wilde Studios. If you are interested in artwork or pictures from Rural MN become a fan and you can see the various events happening around here. There is a link on the side bar. Thanks for allowing my shameless plug . . .

In honor of your kindness here is a recent photo (last night in fact) of our baby kittens.

Ernie, Bernie, and Mort--I'll admit Bernie is a bit of a dork, but what a cute little dork--I love him to bits!

Now, how about a couple of finished projects! Woohoo . . .

My dad's birthday mitts are done--a wee bit late seeing as how is birthday was in April, but he only really started needing them a few weeks ago when the weather got cold! They wouldn't have been very useful during the Summer months. Oh, I made the pattern up--seeing as how each mitt fits a little differently (the second one is a little tighter than the first), I don't remember exactly how I did it.

And a baby hat for a baby shower that I am going to on Sat. for Dan's cousin who just adopted a 4 month old baby boy! I wish I could keep it for myself, but it doesn't fit well enough. Made using Ann Budd's Handy Book of Pattern's guidelines.

Happenings

A few pictures of what has been going on around here.

Our trip to the North Shore of MN.

Dan and I in Two Harbors

Gooseberry Falls

Sunrise on Lake Superior

Working on the house.

A bunch of guys from church came to help side our house. Not quite done yet, but hopefully this can get done soon!

Baby kitty

One of the joys of having a farm is that we always have kittens around. Occasionally a few end up being orphaned by their mothers. This is Ernie. Sadly he had a sister who died yesterday morning, but he also has a brother to keep him company.

The cows

Our new foster cows--maybe that is what the are--all I know is they are owned by Dans cousin Tim, but they stay at our place and we feed them and keep an eye out on them.

Remember when . . .

Saw this on Karen's blog and just couldn't pass it up.


If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL MEMORY OF YOU AND ME. It can be anything you want--good or bad--BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE. When you're finished, post this on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.

Submitted

Sitting Bull ©2009, Elisabeth Schmieg

In the quietness of the gallery this afternoon, I clicked the mouse on the submit button. Did I make any mistakes? Is my work good enough? Am I truly an artist of quality? Will they like me? Little me from my little town? Am I good enough? Do I qualify?

This is a dream that I sure hope could come true and now that I have clicked submit, time will tell. One month from now I could be being visited by judges looking at my work deciding if I will truly get this or I will just spend another weekend at home. Just to be a finalist would be something, but please, please, please could I be good enough to get this grant?

Needing prayers.

Pink Lady ©2009, Elisabeth Schmieg

So Sleepy

Can I go home and rest now?

Nope, not till Monday

dun, da, da, daaaaa . . .

Well, we made it through the 4th of July and my 30th birthday :o∫
There, I said it--I am no longer in my 20's and care free (as care free as someone with a 40 acre farmstead can be), but I guess I can be 30 and just fine--I just thought I should feel more like a grown up when I turned 30 (not especially on that day, but you know just as life goes along). Of course, it might be a youngest child thing, too. I don't think youngest children probably ever feel like they are the most grown up anyway. Always have somebody older telling us that we aren't doing it right.

Oh well, I'm still enjoying my camera and taking photos around the farm--Dan got me a nice camera case for my birthday, so now I feel a little more secure about bringing it from place to place without wrecking it.

We've made hay and there is more to be made, again--no wonder we can never get to finishing the siding on our house . . .

I snapped a shot of Dan before he went out on the tractor with his hay gear on--He did end up taking the sunglasses off-they made him look silly.

Mowing the grass/clover field

Dan put our old metal wheels up in the arch to the pasture.

Dairy/Berry Day in town was well attended (free root beer floats and strawberry sundaes--what do you expect?)

The light around here this summer has just made things look so nice--I'll have to see sometime what it can do for me (will it give me back my size 6 body?--probably not)

I love the lightening rods on our barn--the barn was built in 1918 after the other barn on our property burned down from a lightening strike--those rods have been there ever since!

The wild roses were blooming around here near the end of June--I just love them. It is amazing what prettiness just lies down in the ditches of our gravel roads!

On that note--have a great weekend and take some time to smell the roses.