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I remember typing on an old Remington portable typewriter many, many moons ago. I still have an old Underwood sitting on my studio cupboard. It reminds me of my dad who repaired and cleaned typewriters to put himself through college.
Celebrating tonight, the cabin is finished. The batten makes such a lovely finish on the cedar boards. All cut from a tree that’s been lying in the woods for years. Talk about repurposing. Very pleased.
The long strips of braided fabric are now sewn together into a rug, around and around, adding more strips until the rug is the size you want it to be.
I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day. ~E. B. White
Old shirts, jammy pants and leftover fabric are cut into strips, the strips are folded in half with the edges folded inside and ironed flat. The strips are then sewn together end to end to make longer strips. Those strips … Continue reading
If all the beasts were gone, men would die from a great loneliness of spirit, for whatever happens to the beasts also happens to the man. All things are connected. Whatever befalls the Earth befalls the sons of the Earth. … Continue reading
Hisnibs cut all the battens and did the first wall. I love the look. All cedar, smells wonderful too.
Don’t Go For A Walk – head down, arms pumping, heart racing, pedometer counting, lungs stretching, mind worrying about yesterday, tomorrow, somewhere else. Stop. Start again. Take your camera. Go For A Wonder Wander – head up, look at the … Continue reading
Her favourite were the little sparkly mice, she threw then all over the house and ‘chased’ them.
We each contributed something for our turkey dinner, set it up buffet style in eldest daughter’s tiny house, then we took turns going in, filling our plates and headed out onto the deck to eat safely. (Scroll down) Eating Christmas … Continue reading
I wish you a safe, healthy, happy, blessed Christmas there in your bubble. Stay there until the danger has passed when we will all be free at last and all our joys will double. 2020©Sharron R. McMillan
We’ll have a covid Christmas Eve alone, spending the day in our own home, hanging the stockings out in the shop, sharing the love that no virus can stop, as we open our gifts in our own living room watching … Continue reading
We weren’t in the mood to go out and get a Christmas tree but I still wanted to decorate something. I snipped the tips off the spruce my best friend brought us one year when she flew here from Saskatchewan. … Continue reading