Saturday Nice . . .

 

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This patch was once a dress that mother worse

When Madge was young, I see her plain as day

Bending above the little new-born one

Laughing at her small hands . . . she was so gay,

She bought it at a sale, I liked it too,

It matched her eyes that were so very blue.

This patch was Clyde's new shirt, he had a girl

A little neighbor living near at hand,

And so he thought himself in love with her

Must have a fancy shirt, for they had planned

To go to town in the old carryall,

When he finished plowing in the fall.

And this was Grandma's apron red as fire

She always loved bright colors, I declare

She'd pick some red or outlandish shade,

She said she needed color with her hair,

And got the brightest shade that you could see

Somehow they seemed to suit her to a T.

And this was mine, pink with white flowers on

I wore it first the day I met your dad,

He said it matched my cheeks (but men say things)

I guess I didn't look too bad

It made a hit with him and anyway

It wasn't long before the wedding day.

This rose was yours, I saw it in a store,

The day we went to town to sell the cow,

It cost too much I know, but then and there,

I know I'd have to get a piece somehow,

I made it cute, with piping of pale green

It always washed up fresh and looked so clean.

Just an old fashioned quilt and yet it brings

Fond memories to set my heart aglow,

And bids me walk again down memory's land,

Held in the glamor of long ago.

Each day a patch with loving fingers sewn,

Holding the brightness of the day's we've known.

~Edna Jacques, Patchwork Quilt

Aunt Hattie's Place, 1949

Mom always had a quilt on her bed when we were growing up which her mother had made. It was an old fashioned crazy quilt. Sometimes she would let me go in and lay on it. I would trace my fingers over the different fabrics and think about what they had been, once upon a time. Making stories up in my head about each one and the adventure it had had. It was yarn tufted with bits of wool and was stuffed with wool as well. I learned that years later in life when I tried to repair it for mom. I do not know whatever happened to it. It pains me to think about where it ended up.

My other grandmother made quilts in her later life as well. My father has one as does my sister. They are beautiful legacies. These old patchwork quilts, especially the crazy ones, that hold a lifetime of memories. New fabrics were not bought to make them, in most cases. They were constructed with the fabrics of a family's daily lives and goings-on.

 

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What a week this has been.  I had been so looking forward to having my son Doug come over with my grandson Jon, but our visit was marred by my ill-health. We did have moments in between to enjoy, however, it was not all bad, and I was so grateful to have this he-man of a son of mine here to help me out, even if it had not been the original plan.  Perhaps the plan of He who knows the beginning from the end. It would have been so very difficult for Cindy to be there for me in the same way that Doug was, although I know she would have tried to manage it somehow. She was able to come over and greet the cleaners when they came and let them know what was going on, and Jon was here to keep them company while they cleaned, so that was good.  Yesterday she went to the shops for me and brought me back some cat food and pads. I was almost out of cat food and I desperately needed the other things. I have not kept those things in my house for many years, but I need them now, for the moment.

I cannot get up without having to go wee.  I am living in my nightgown as it is much easier to take down my panties if I am not wearing clothes. When I have to go, I have to go and there is no waiting. Its most uncomfortable to say the least. I cannot imagine going through this for three to six weeks, but somehow I will have to.

I never ever do anything half way, even a kidney stone, lol.

Doug and Jon had to go home yesterday, although I know Doug would have tried to stay longer if I needed him to.  I wanted them to go home safely on a day when the weather wouldn't be too bad and they just dodged an ice and snow storm which came in behind them, so thank goodness they got home safe and sound.  What a blessing.

 

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I have not done a lot of cooking this week. Thankfully on Monday I had the foresight to make a huge pot of stew (Doug's favorite meal). We did get out to supper with my dad on Wednesday night as a family and Doug bought Pizza on Thursday for him and Jon. (I had a piece for breakfast yesterday.) I know I have been posting recipes all week on the food blog, but they are updates of old blog posts that needed updating. Eventually I hope to have all the old posts updated with new recipe cards, etc. This could take some time.

In the meantime people have continued to visit which means the world to me as I do need the income. I have enough content on there that people could visit every day for more than a few years and always find something different and good to cook. My diligence and tenacity of cooking and posting new recipes every day is coming in very handy at the moment.

 

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Today is Dad's 92nd Birthday. Cindy said they had a card waiting for him at his table at the Big Scoop this morning. He would have been pleased about that.  I have a small gift and a card for him, but I don't know if I will be making it out of the house today. I don't want to go anywhere where I will need to use the bathroom every ten minutes. I don't even think I will be able to manage to go to Cindy's as there are stairs to go up to the main living area and stairs to go down to where the main bathroom is and that is a bit too much pressure on my bladder at the moment.  I am going to ask her to pick me up a few things at the grocery store when she goes and when she drops them off I will give her my card and gift for dad.

I cancelled my talk at church for the 25th. I seriously cannot think I will be in any shape to give it. They were okay with that and I have promised to give it another time. I just cannot concentrate enough to be able to write it. I will watch church online until I feel up to going. Hopefully things will sort themselves out soon.

I don't really have a lot more to say this morning. Not my usual Saturday post for sure.  Hopefully that will sort itself out soon as well!

A thought to carry with you . . . 

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*As we work to create light for others,

We naturally light our own way.

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In The English Kitchen today I am sharing my recipe for the Best Almond Cake ever.  This is a really delicious cake. Simple and divine.  I hope you will want to give it a go!

I hope that you have a wonderful weekend.  Whatever you get up to stay safe, healthy and happy!  Don't forget!

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