The Slow Quilt Movement

Eleanor Burns is fabulous,

but I just don't do quilt in a day.

I'm lucky if I make a quilt in a year.

A short while back,

I posted a quick pix of a few blocks I was working on.

It's here.

Then Kathy asked, "So what are you making?"

Great question.

I follow quilt patterns about as well as I follow recipes.

I make them my own size and do the math myself.

I did find the pattern I am using though.

I'm not much of a pink person so I decided to make it more
"Civil-War-ish."
This is Fons and Porter June 2014 issue.
My blocks are a little smaller then what they call for,
but I'm making the same pattern (design.)
That's good for me.
It takes me so long to make it through a quilt, 
I don't really think about it until I'm ready to put it together.
My reason for quilting isn't because we need more blankets for winter, 
and I don't need instant gratification
so I'm not really worried about getting one finished in a day.
It's my therapy. 
I enjoy the process.
The methodic rhythm of cutting, piecing, and the needle and thread.
I usually have one machine quilt to work on
and one hand project to work on.
I'm still working on the Cathedral Window by hand.
About 1/3 of it is one big piece and the rest in strips
so it's getting there.
This one is my machine quilt.
It too will get there eventually:)

Does anybody else quilt this way?

Until next time,
Nimble Finger and Even Sticthes  

Firewood and Morels

Well hello all.

I do hope everyone had a pleasant Mother's Day weekend.

While some women might want diamonds and pearls,

my sweet hubby brought home something a bit more practical.

Precious stones don't really burn as well.

This is out behind the shop where I usually wouldn't show anybody.

We are afraid they are going to shut the forests down early

due to the drought so decided to get wood in the spring this year.

Hubby found a fortunate surprise while heading towards the wood.

Morels!

He loves them sautéed in butter.

I received a bit of a bonus as well.

This is actually a tamarack,

which is wonderful to burn and the pitch is just as 

beneficial in making my soap as pine.

If you missed that, you can find it right here. 

I only got about 1/3 cup, but enough to infuse oil for 1-2 batches.
We had all the wood split and stacked by about 7:30pm.

Mr. LB said that he thinks he likes getting wood in the spring
if he can get morels as well.
He was so excited,
he went back up yesterday after work and found a few more.

That's the same bowl as above!
He was just getting ready to clean these up
so never mind the bits of grass and such.
This morning he said he might head back up after work again today.
I asked if he was going to be able to eat them all.
"Oh, yea."
He did take a few to share with a couple of co-workers so
he's not completely stingy.

If you usually wait until fall to get your firewood and you like morels,
spring wood-cutting might be something to consider.

Until next time,
Nimble Fingers and Even Stitches

Depression Era Sustainable Ways

Sometimes there are people

who impact our lives in unforeseen ways.

A dear friend will be 95 next weekend.

As you can imagine,

he has seen quite a few changes 

over the course of his life.

I thought I would share just a few of the tid-bits

that I've gained just by "swappin' stories."

When he was about 4-6 years old,

his bed was really a frame with a short lip around the edge.

This shallow 'box' held a mattress

filled with cedar bows.

To me it doesn't sound that comfy,

but he said though he was a child,

he remembers it as being pretty cozy.

There was no refrigeration growing up. 

To keep their butter and cream cool,

they had a wire cage that they wrapped well with gunny sacks.

They would set that in a large pan or tub

with a couple inches of fresh cool water in it.

As the water wicked up into the burlap,

evaporation kept the contents cool.

And lastly,

When they butchered something in summer,

they would hang the pieces (like a quarter of critter)

at least 30 feet high, up in a tree.

He said that is above the fly level.

It will "skin up" and have a skin on it as thick as the hide.

You cut that off and the meat inside is good.

He said he's eaten meat that has hung in a tree for a month,

and it is tender and delicious.

Okay, maybe if I had no other option,

but that one might worry me just a little.

I think the gunny sack cooler is brilliant,

and I bet that cedar smelled fabulous as he fell into slumber.

These are the kinds of things

I consider gems of knowledge.

Maybe that's part of the reason I love talking 

with elderly folks.

Until next time,

Nimble Fingers and Even Stitches

Give a Guy a Tractor - Follow up

It's been a while since I did the post

Give a Guy a Tractor

then

Give a Guy a Tractor part 2

and now...

after a little over a year and a half later,

we have underground sprinklers.

Woohoo!

It's difficult to see the sprinklers going during mid-day.
Hubby took this picture yesterday - evening.

There's grass seed down,
now we just have to keep it wet & wait for it to grow.
Yes, we are those kinds of folks who
find it exciting to watch the grass grow.
Again, nothing seems to happen over night around here
so it feels good when a project gets finished-up.
We tend to do these types of projects ourselves
and as we can pay for them,
so we don't expect to have things done by yesterday.
This was Mr. LB's project, and it will be so nice
not to have to drag hoses all over that big ol' yard.
Thank you, Love:)

In the above linked post,
the tree that the trailer is tied up to is going to come out.
I will show you what's going on there when we get to that.
I have a hard time saying okay to cutting down a tree
so there is usually a really good reason for it.
That tree happens to have a crook in it.
If it toppled, it would land on our shop.
Also, we will be able to park the rigs back there and still move.

For the time being,
I'm just grateful for a watered yard.

Until next time,
Nimble Fingers and Even Stitches