In my blog I plan to chat about nature, crafts, baking, gardening, beekeeping, family, and whatever else seems appropriate at the time. Sit back, relax, and enjoy!

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Crocheted yarn bag


















Mysterious blogger with weathered leather satchel strikes again! Do you know where I am? This...is not my home. I would not be this relaxed.



















And I am relaxed. I've taken a small Holiday (say in English accent!) And I've been crocheting, shopping, went to a weaving studio, a scrapbook store, a coffee shop, and a winery. And I am not making a cushion, or a pillow, or a doily, or a poncho? (wth! a poncho? lol!) BUT those are all good guesses and now that I think about it....a poncho would be cute for one of those American girl dolls my nieces have. hmmm....might be a nice Christmas present. And a mat for my table would be nice. And I was thinking I could even take this pattern and make a cover for my footstool I bought this past summer. Do you call them footstool or hassock? I never know. And where did that word come from? hassock? Anyway this is a very versatile pattern and I love it and I'm glad I'm learning it because I'm having so much fun I might make all of the above. But right now, I am making the crochet yarn bag on Attic 24's blogspot. She has a tutorial posted for it and I've been wanting to make it ever since I saw it on her blog. I'm doing it! I am not a great crocheter but I'm learning.
Tomorrow: Winner Winner Chicken Dinner! Weird saying, I know. But I've been a big winner lately and I've gotta tell you about it.




Cindy Bee

Monday, October 3, 2011

Moving wall

The other day I was at our new house painting when my Shug walked in and said, "you should see the highway, it looks just like when President Obama came to town."







This helicopter led the way.














"What's going on," I ask.






"The moving wall is coming to town. There is a huge caravan of motorcycles and cars riding with the wall, and people are lined up all along 31, in the rain, just to welcome it."


I put my paint brush down and said, "let's go."


It was the longest line of motorcycles and cars I've ever seen, joining the caravan for the wall. I was teary-eyed. You could just tell some of those guys were Vietnam Vets. Notice all of the cars pulled over along the opposite side of the road. People stood outside, in the rain, waving at them and clapping as they rode their bikes and cars along with the wall.


This is the welcome our men should have received when they came home from Vietnam in the 70's.


God bless our veterans.



Cindy Bee


PS - Because of too many other commitments I didn't get to see the wall. Next time.