Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Beauty Around the House

A rainbow. . .

"Beneath the cross of Jesus I fain would take my stand."

Yummy goodness from the bread machine, that blessed invention!

Sunday, August 24, 2014

{Pretty, Happy, Funny, Real}~ August 24, 2014

Whew, is it ever hot around here!  It looks like summer decided to show up after all.  Most kids have returned to school, but we still have two weeks of vacation left, sometime during which granddaughter #2 should make her grand entrance. Anticipation mounts!


This corner is between a bedroom door and an outside door.  Though I do not love the color of the walls, this quilted wallhanging Hannah made me goes there very well, does it not?


We were happy to have out-of-town friends stay with us while they were getting their son settled in at college.  It looks like we will be seeing a lot more of them over the next four years.  That's one of the benefits of our moving to a college town.

Here are some of the goodies I made for while they were here~

This is the first time I've used this cakeplate to actually hold a cake. . .

Blueberries have been on a terrific sale
 lately.  They made yummy muffins!

In other news, Hannah's Etsy shop (see sidebar) is gaining speed.  Here is her latest WIP~

It makes me happy to see her being so industrious and creative.  I wonder what this will be. . .

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Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Beauty Around the House

Scenes from our house~

The view at twilight from our front door.

This little guy (gal?) was crawling slowly but purposefully on our deck railing today.
I can't get enough of these zinnias and Jerusalem artichokes!

(Yes, I am posting something other than {phfr}!

Go get your smelling salts, everyone.

When I started this blog, I had visions of writing lots of erudite posts on Deep Subjects, but that has never materialized.  Rather than be frustrated at my inability to get anything down on paper at all, I'm going scale my expectations waaaay back and just try semi-frequent postings of pictures of happenings at our house~ pretty things, homey things, comforting things.  I may make some commentary from time to time, but mostly it will just be pictures.  It seems the idea of "home" has fallen on hard times, and it's my hope that I can show in my own small way that home is worth the effort.  Don't expect Martha Stewart, but do expect a real home with a real family living in it in all our glorious imperfections.)

Sunday, August 17, 2014

{Pretty, Happy, Funny, Real}~ August 17, 2014

I made these muffins last week and even took pictures . . . or so I thought.  I can't find them anywhere.  They were going to be my {happy}, and now I am rather sparse in the picture department this week.  Alas and alack.  Trust me when I say they were delicious!


We've been in this house for two and a half months, and I haven't really shared photos yet.  That's because I'm still deciding what to do about hanging pictures, etc.  Not only are there our own pictures to think about, but there are also my in-laws' pictures, which consist of my mother-in-law's parents' artwork.  So I can't go about it willy-nilly and still do the job justice.

I will show you this, however.  I didn't stage this.  It is just how I found it.  One of the good things about moving is that your books end up in different places and the reshuffling means that forgotten titles are rediscovered.  That's the case with this one, which I bought on clearance after the excitement about the new millennium died down round about 2001.  It hadn't been read in years, but Hannah pulled it off the shelf to read while she ate a snack.

Once again, I cannot claim credit for the flowers, but I am happy to reap the benefits! :)


Every day, we video chat with our darling granddaughter and her wonderful parents for about half an hour.  It keeps us connected even though we are hundreds of miles apart.  One of the highlights of our time is reading a few books together.  This is the pile that has accumulated.  Current favorites are The Very Hungry Caterpillar and Farmer Duck.  ("How goes the work?" we ask.  "Quaaaaaaack!" says Arane.)  If you don't know Farmer Duck by Martin Waddell, it is worth looking for.  I've never read it to a child who didn't love it and who didn't join in with "quaaaaack!" after a few read-throughs.

{My Husband's Happy}

Dave brought home a truckload of manure from the local stables, which has mountains of it, as you can see, all free for the asking.  It will go a long way to making this Missouri soil a medium that plants will like living in . . . next year.  I don't think anything makes Dave happier than hauling around heavy things in the back of his old, dented pick-up!

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Sunday, August 10, 2014

{Pretty, Happy, Funny, Real}~ August 10, 2014

Dave and I celebrated our 27th anniversary on Friday with a trip to the St. Louis Art Museum.  It was a bit of a drive, but after three years of living in Nowhere, USA, we count a drive of two hours as nothing.  Our time there was refreshing to our souls if wearying to our bodies.

{Pretty} and {Happy}

The museum sits in the heart of Forest Park, which is as lovely as any park I've seen.  The building itself is the only permanent building left from the 1904 World's Fair. 

A walking path that runs in front of the museum.
The view from the front of the museum across the park.
St. Louis IX of France
A vestibule that leads to the antiquities gallery

One of the many galleries
The museum houses many well known works of art.

Winslow Homer's The Country School

Monet's Water Lilies

Van Gogh's Stairway at Auvers


What's so funny about Gilbert Stuart's famous portrait of George Washington, you ask? 

Nothing at all, but look at his comment about the money-making possibilities of selling copies!


I do not understand the artistic significance of making metal trees when you've got the real thing right there. . .

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Sunday, August 3, 2014

{Pretty, Happy, Funny, Real}~ August 3, 2014

Hello, everyone!  I just have {pretty} and {happy} this week . . .


My in-laws were diligent gardeners, so we are now reaping the benefits of their hard work.  Jerusalem artichoke:

And purple phlox:

Fresh cut cedar in the wood pile, making me look forward to winter!

But in the meantime, I'm enjoying summer.  The view from our deck:


Around here, we love flowers and must have them, but we give vegetables a fair shake too. Here's the start of our vegetable garden:

Yes, it's next to the driveway and will be one of the first things you see as you pull up.  It's the sunniest, flattest spot there is on the property, but we still had to terrace it a bit.  Dave was the mastermind behind it; I helped by holding and fetching a good deal.  Now we will work on the soil (lots of compost and manure, hurray!) and be ready for planting next spring, Lord willing.

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Sunday, July 27, 2014

{Pretty, Happy, Funny, Real}~ July 27, 2014

Thanks for stopping by!  This {phfr} will mostly be of a masculine nature because I am heavily dependent on my husband's pictures this week.  So think of this as {phfr} through the eyes of a man.


What could be prettier than a brand-new chain saw?  The old one was dead and unfixable, alas, and with acres and acres of trees on the property, it's a necessary tool.  I guess Dave felt the same thrill buying this chainsaw as I did buying a new sewing machine. :)


Here's some of what he's done with said chainsaw.  There will be no shortage of firewood this winter, which makes us all happy.  Our last house didn't have a fireplace, and boy, did we miss it!  I am looking forward to lots and lots of fires come cold weather.  There are many more trees to come down, so the fun of using his new toy . . . er, I mean . . . tool is not over.


I found this bear in a bag in a cupboard when I was organizing the sewing room.  There was some debate between Dave and his brother as to whose bear this is and what his name is.  An appeal to a higher authority (their mother) settled the matter: He belongs to Dave's brother and his name is Pooh, appropriately enough.  Pooh has obviously been well-loved and has obtained the much coveted status of Real.  (If you don't understand the reference, then I refer you to The Velveteen Rabbit by Margery Williams.)

Pooh objected vehemently to going back in the cupboard, so now he is happily ensconced on a nearly-two-centuries-old stool by the fireplace whence he watches the comings and goings of our little household.  He tells me he heartily approves of the change of scenery. :)

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