New and imperfect!

Remember this?

It is now this!!!!!!!!

Is is perfect?  No, the bathroom is not beautiful by any means yet, but our bathtub and shower are usable once again!  No more showers in the little square shower stall in the basement bathroom!  . . . and yes, that is a pretty well permanent rust stain on the bathtub--it is a good, solid, cast iron, porcelain tub and therefore would be very difficult to replace with any other kind of tub, so what it really needs is to be refinished, but as we can't quite afford the bathtub refinisher to come and work on our tub we just will live with our imperfections.  Imperfections are what make each one of us unique (including our bathtubs!)

My garden was a very imperfect garden this year--totally my doing--the plants worked their best to overcome my lack of weeding and care and so Saturday when I went to pull out stakes from the garden so that Dan could chop down the tall weedy mess, I was able to pick these  . . .

 . . . and put them into my cute rooster pitcher.

Lastly--the cows enjoying the Fall weather . . . 

Do you see them down there?  They love laying in the shade of the trees at the bottom of our south barnyard.

This weekend we'll be getting two longhorn mama's to add to our animal population.  I can't wait to meet them!

Eye Camel Friday

Well, I forgot to bring home the nice digital camera from work yesterday, so I quick came in this morning and picked up the camera to take pictures of Oliver.

I went on a bike ride along the bike trail kind of near my house (I have to drive to it because my dog, Dakota, likes to follow me). Then, when I got home, Oliver, Dakota and I went for a quick walk up the road to the lake by our house. Along the way, we saw some flowers.

Here is Oliver smelling a May Flower as it is opens. These flowers are along the ditch right before we get to the lake.


We also saw some of these. I looked at the wild flower book that my parents have and I believe this is either a Large-Flowered Bellwort or a Perfoliate Bellwort. Of course, Oliver was no help in figuring out what kind of flowers they are and Dakota just wanted to walk on them.


We then came to the edge of the lake and saw the cattails all fuzzed out.


When we arrived home Bombero, our almost 14 year old Dalmatian, welcomed us. And . . . .


Dakota was warm from our walk.

Have a good weekend!

My husband is a better person than me

These past couple of days have been filled with random little things. Cutting down a tree, filling holes in the yard with dirt, preparing a party for my mom's 60th birthday, making food and other stuff.

(I still have to finish those mittens and now have another knitting project to start-a vest for my dad. I found a plain and simple free pattern for it. Now, I need to find the yarn. We don't have any specific yarn stores in the area, but I do want to try and see if any craft stores will have the right kind of yarn for it before I have to buy it online)

At home we have also started putting up pictures in places and such, so I thought of this great idea of putting up baby pics of my husband and myself along with other family member pictures in our walk-in closet-(it used to be my room when I was a kid (up to age 14). As a room it was extremely small, but as a walk-in closet it is a nice size). Anyway, I already have a framed picture of myself at about age 18 months that my grandma used to have, but I needed a picture of Dan. Long story to short I 'm looking through his book of pictures and found a great one, but at the exact same time I realized he is a much better person than me and it started at a very young age.

Age 2
Notice how he listened to his mother and he hasn't touched the cupcakes set in front of him. In fact, not only is he not touching them-he's keeping his hands far away from them.

Age 3
Notice how he is holding that teeny-tiny fork with the cake on it in mid-air and he is smiling. He is patiently waiting to eat his cake until the picture is taken.

Thus, my husband is a much better person than me.

Looky, Looky!

This has been going around on a couple blogs and it looked like a lot of fun. I tried to do my husbands picture, too, but for some reason it doesn't want to be added to my page.

The picture of me is from this picture of me and the Print o' the Wave.

By the By-that area behind me now has primer on it, so that it can be painted-We may have a real home one day! Sometime I need to scan in pictures of how these areas started out looking.

Okay, I think I have this blogging thing under control. Let me hope at least.
Hello everyone, it's me. Let me start by welcome to anyone who is coming to see this blog. I started it a while back, but I get confused easily and stopped doing anything with it. Now I am going to try it again.
I'm a knitter, an artist, and a musician, but I'm not earning much money at that, so I work in an art gallery with my dad framing pictures and making prints for artists. We're in a small town, so it's a small business. We've only been doing this for a little while and business has been picking up, so keep your fingers crossed that I can keep doing what I do.




















Here's my Print 0' the Wave by eunny yang! It was done with Blackberry Ridge Woolen Mill 100% wool fingering weight in Irish Moss.
This is to be gifted to my sister-in-law in Idaho as a late Christmas present.
(Behind me is our beautiful upstairs in our old farm house. we bought the house from my parents who moved into it in the seventies. The upstairs was never fully finished. Being as how in the 1800's farmers didn't have much access to sheet rock and other things that keep bugs out. We are slowly, but surely getting things done. Maybe someday I will live in a finished home!)













These little mites are the stocking and sweater from Last Minute Knitted Gifts. I've been making bunches of them for the next Christmas season while I am still in the mood to do so. I think that I made the one on the left while watching 'It's a Wonderful Life'. I just make these out of little scraps of yarn, but I don have to say using worsted weight yarn on size zero's is painful for my hands. It makes such a pretty little stocking though. Oh, the red, white and green ones are made out of a cheap Red Heart Yarn that I can't find anywhere anymore. I would really like some, so if anyone knows how to find it let me know.

Here are some pictures of my place out in the country. Some from this summer when we were redoing our roof and one of our barn and horses.













Our house being re-roofed this summer .

















Barney liked going onto the roof to help .












The horses eating hay behind the barn and other buildings. (The barn isn't as old as the rest of the place-it was built in 1918)
Well, not all of the picures line up exactly as I would like them to, but I'll figure it out at some point. I fixed it woo hoo!!!! See ya!