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Mild and gentle May has spread her green skirts over our hills, and ushered in a delightful season of budding springtime. I recall Mom reciting a charming poem that I also learned in school. It was amazing how her mind retained many of the old poems.
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Dave (everybody called him Shark Boy) eased the Dream Weaver close to Lovango’s dock and shoved a big boat fender in place to keep the hull away from the roughly constructed pier. As he disengaged the gearbox and turned off the ignition, . . .
(For all those ballerinas out there)
It was a cold winter’s day and she was seated in her rocking chair by the fire. She was feeling lonely and missed her husband who had died several years ago and her children. She had three; two boys . . .
Part Two (of two)
From her castle, Regina is in charge. She has a machine in the castle that tells her whether a little boy or girl has lost a tooth. Her machine tells where the children live. Her job is to immediately call on a tooth fairy to fly to . . .
Dave (everybody called him Shark Boy) and the hungry monk were motoring Dream Weaver toward the place on Lovango’s coast where they could dock and take the path that led up to Santana’s old shack and the chicken ranch. Suddenly the downrigger . . .
Spring/Gardening season traditionally starts on April 21st but as always, you must ask yourself, “Do you feel lucky?” Is it really safe to plant tomatoes or peppers, begonias, impatiens or geraniums? Most likely it is not the time for plants that . . .
Out in the forest, the May apples are unfurling their fairy umbrellas in anticipation of April showers. They have been scarce so far this month, but the grass grows greener and more lush each day. It is a thrill to meander through . . .
String-A-Long Quilt Guild Show a Success
March 27 dawns bright and sunny-perfect weather for a jaunt to Valparaiso for the String-a-Long Quilt Guild Spring Show. The best part of the day is that I am sharing it with two of my cousins. Cousin Sue . . .
Oh Great Spirit whose voice I hear in the winds and whose breath gives life to all the world, hear me! I am small and weak; I need your strength and wisdom.
Let me walk in beauty and make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset.
Make my hands . . .
When we dwell on things that tend to upset our walking in balance on Mother Earth, it is time to take a walk in Nature. Look … see … and feel The Beauty.
If that doesn’t put you in balance and give you a heart full of joy and love, what . . .
My ice cream dripped on his pants,
But Grandpa doesn’t care.
His fishing tackle’s tangled up,
His rod is who knows where?
I lost his keys in the garage.
I’ve made a mess out there.
I’m always getting into things,
But Grandpa doesn’t care.
I . . .
Part One (of three)
Once upon a time when God created the earth, he created things that only children could understand. He thought, “I want the children to have a part of their lives that help them use their imagination.” One such place for . . .
Three Way Bulb
When it is daylight and we are in darkness, we need to pray that we find the switch that will illuminate our mind, body, and spirit, and wake us up.
Rev. Thomas Dancing Feather Ebbing
Dave (everybody called him Shark Boy), and the monk scaled the rocky cliff on the seaward side of Lovango in search of the pirate treasure, but before they turned over the first rock they heard a familiar sound far below. It was Big Jessie’s powerboat, . . .
Minnie and I went out looking for spring yesterday. We knew she had arrived; the calendar said so, and the spring peepers had been announcing it for several days. We found a sign of her in the yellow Easter flower that Minnie sniffed, her little bobbed . . .
COSTUME EXPERT VISITS MACEDONIAN MUSEUM AND BAQ
Marvin Moehle an expert on ethnic costumes of Central Europe, and the Balkans recently spent two days at the Macedonian Museum and Born Again Quilts restoration studio. Traveling from his home in . . .
No one knows better the importance of sunlight than the folks at home who like to start their seeds at this time of year in order to get a jump on the spring season. Without the bright light your seedlings will germinate, then stretch out to . . .
So help us God,
if anyone thinks they should be put on a pedestal,
let it be made out of …
Equality
Unity
Love
Respect
and, its name
Mother Earth
Rev. Thomas Dancing Feather Ebbing
Part Three
The Moving Shadow
The two boys arrived with their flashlights and shovels at the decided space – The Old Shack by pirates cove. They hiked down stream to “the place.”
Lance then said, “You shouldn’t have gone into the woods, . . .
After thoroughly cleaning the cedar bucket and stowing it under the sink the hungry monk continued to inquire of Dave — or Shark Boy as they called him — exactly what it was they were looking for. As the Dream Weaver continued its rapid . . .
LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING
By William Wordsworth
I heard a thousand blended notes,
While in a grove I sate reclined,
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts
Bring sad thoughts to the mind.
To her fair works did Nature link
The human soul . . .
Matching solid fabrics
When it comes to restoring quilts, one of the hardest things to do is to find solid replacement fabric in sufficient quantities that exactly match the pieces you are replacing. Although the fabric wheel goes around and comes . . .
Dave stowed his hammock and blanket below deck and started getting the Dream Weaver ready to sail. Normally he used his sails both on and off the mooring, but with an inexperienced crewman under foot, he decided it would be more prudent to . . .
March may have come in like a lamb, but he was wet, cold and sort of disgruntled at being sent out into the hills where snow still lingered. By the end of the week, however, we can expect him to return to his sweet, sunny nature. We may hear more growls . . .
The Laundry Yoda
If a quilt stain wreaks havoc on quilt scheme and you want it removed, proceed with caution.
The last article mentions someone who had a disaster that could have been prevented. A lady calls me and asks what can be done with her . . .
ALWAYS
The words of Life’s Songs are in all Creation.
The melodies are in our Earth Mother.
The rhythm is Love.
The harmony is when the songs are sung.
The inner peace is when they are shared.
The eternal peace is when we become one voice.
Rev. Thomas . . .
Part Two
Finding a Cave
The next day the boys arrived at the shack sharply at one o’clock with shovels and drinks. After a swig of pop, they proceeded down the bank of the river.
“Hey lookie over here, Lance. Isn’t that an arrowhead?”
They washed . . .
Part One
EXPLORING AGAIN
“I thought I heard a scraping sound,” mumbled Tommy to his buddy, Lance. Lance looked upward to the cave wall and in a quivering voice said, “Did you see that?” “What?” whispered Tommy. “That moving . . .