Monday, July 20, 2015

*NEW* Take Heart

Recently, there was a charmingly naïve, skinny and tall, really worn and primitive band sampler that I nearly won on ebay. It was one of those days when I totally could have been present to place the winning bid, but completely spaced the timing and therefore lost the auction. I was so sad, and irritated with myself, because I had planned to share it with you all, not to mention the fact that I really wanted to hang it on my wall! Because I now couldn’t offer it as a pattern in good conscience, I chose a completely different verse, different colors, different motifs, but tried to capture the same feeling and dimensions. It was a super quick little sampler to stitch up, taking me only four days, and the size is perfect for hanging on an end wall or the side of a cupboard.

The verse is a favorite of mine from the Bible, found in John 16:33, the full verse reads, “I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”

Stitch Count: 55 x 256
Model stitched with one thread over two on R&R Reproductions’ 32ct. Star’s Hollow Blend
Using Classic Colorworks': Cocoa Bean, Hazelnut, Honeycomb, Olive Branch, Used Brick, Weeping Willow


This design is now available in my etsy shop, and will be going out to my distributors and the shops on my automatic shipments list soon. If you prefer to bypass etsy and order directly through me, you can send me an email: beth@heartstringsamplery.com

Thursday, July 16, 2015

Summer Days

When I look back on this Summer I will remember it as a hot one.

Hot and dry and wonderful.

Don't get me wrong, its not the heat that I have loved.

What I have loved is the pace, still full of stitching deadlines and chores, but with time to breathe, to study, to read out loud to the kids, to have playdates with friends and cousins, to spend time with my sisters (both have just returned for the Summer after three years away).

And the kids, my dearest heartbeats, hearing them giggle and play and fight and negotiate and have the freedom to just be kids together. I adore them. I adore their ages. I adore their grubby fingernails and dirt-embedded necks, her growing batch of freckles, his shade-seeking tendencies. The only thing that could possibly make this Summer better than it is would be for the Farmboy to get to shed his work responsibility and stay home with us.

Oh, and air conditioning. That would be nice too.
Homegrown :: Family :: Pulling Weeds :: Ahead of Schedule :: Marionberries :: Before there was Stained Glass, there were Butterfly Wings :: Oxalis :: Together, Always :: Faded :: They Beg to Chase Me Up the Driveway :: Morning in the Greenhouse :: Spirea :: This is Why I have Eyelet Curtains and Wooden Windowsills :: Summer Read-Aloud #2, Charlotte's Web :: Growing :: Clothesline at Sunset :: I Would Hide there Too :: Washington Side of the Columbia River :: Sign of New Life

Monday, July 13, 2015

Vignettes from an Antique Show

One of my favorite places to be is out looking at a thousand or so booths full of old things.

So much history. So much potential to add to an item's personal story.

And now, thanks to my smart phone (Moto X), I can capture little bits of the experience to share with you...

Tuesday, July 07, 2015

Exciting News!

It has been a really long time since I posted pictures from our trail camera. I suppose mostly because we keep seeing the same animals over and over, so there was no compelling reason to share with you yet again what lives in our forest.

So as we looked through the photos from the last batch we could hardly contain our excitement when we saw... TWINS!
Some years we don't get to see the baby fawns at all. They are just so shy and don't show up on camera until they are much older. The last one I remember seeing was way back in 2011. So this is a double-DOUBLE treat. My only disappointment is that they came through during the bright time of day when the sunshine tricks the camera into washing out the color. Keep your fingers crossed with me that we capture these little cuties again before they get too much bigger.

Monday, July 06, 2015

Small Towns and Communication

In the ongoing saga of fireworks mishaps, this year almost trumps this one. With a return to the local high school football field, we were looking forward to a better set-up and easier access. With grand plans to sit and eat Blizzards while we waited for the fireworks to start, we headed to town.

Only to find out that Dairy Queen had closed early because of the fireworks. A bit disappointed, we brushed it off and decided that it would be a great night anyway.

We pulled in where all the "Event Parking" signs were positioned, and set up our chairs out in the middle of a lot of people and waited. My social girl very quickly made friends with all the kids that were close by, and had them working together to make a big pile of dry grass clippings while her brother entertained himself by stealing handfuls whenever their backs were turned.

They both take after me; sometimes I am a very conflicted soul.

At last, the fireworks started.
That's right. BEHIND a huge stand of trees.

Scattered laughter from the people was mostly drowned out by grumbling and muttering and some brave souls picking up their chairs to try to walk around closer for a better view. We decided to stay put.

This one was so disappointed I heard him mutter to himself that it was "the worst day ever".
He obviously has had a pretty great life, for a lack of ice cream and big trees to ruin his day. But in his defense, I had a pretty hard time keeping my attitude in check too.

At some point, he said, in a rather irritated voice, "I guess we'll probably laugh about this SOME day".
And I'm sure we will. Actually, the whole thing is striking me as rather funny as I type this.

But at the time, it was the girl's new-found friends sharing glow sticks with the kids that was the highlight of the night.
And next year? We will learn from this lesson and have front-and-center seating. I hope.

Tuesday, June 30, 2015

The Month of June

The vast majority of these photos were stolen from my Instagram account. Because apparently I can't be bothered these days to pick up a real camera to take a better picture. It has just been too darn hot. June in our part of the world is supposed to be lovely and green and lush, with sunny days separated by plenty of rain to keep things cool-ish. But no, this month was all about the bright sun and barely a drop of moisture to be found. The grass is all brown everywhere; along the highways and roadways and around our house.

Except for the front yard, which was just re-planted, and therefore has been kept watered faithfully (thank goodness we're on a well and don't have to pay for the water!). More about that in another post.

I think the garden is the only member of our family that is happy about all the sun. I don't think we've ever had a better batch of crops, and we are already seeing green tomatoes, which is completely unheard of around these parts.

I am generally very uninspired by hot dry weather, and the sun just blazes down on me burning my poor white skin, sapping my desire to do anything more than just exist. The inside of the house is dark, because I have blankets and quilts hanging over all of the West-facing windows in order to try to keep the interior below 80 degrees. It works most days, but I'm tired of not being able to look out the windows or go out the back doors onto the deck. We are very seriously considering getting some air conditioning installed. We've lived just fine in this house for fifteen years without it, but this year we're wishing for a different way of dealing with the heat.

But other than the heat, it has been the best of times. The days are just me and the kids, reading books, playing, visiting here and there, enjoying cousins and a few friends from school. Catching up on the backlog of projects and piles that were just too big to tackle during the school year. Both of my sisters are back in the area for the first time in three years, so we've been trying to fit in as many visits as possible before one of them moves to Montana at the end of July. When all of us that live in the PNW get together, there are ten adults and ten kids under ten. It can be a little chaotic, but it is good for my soul all the same.

I've been doing plenty of stitching and designing and pattern assembly, and once again my walls are bare while a truckload of my models visit The Silver Needle in Oklahoma for the month of July.

And that's about it in a nutshell. I'll try very hard to be better about blogging from here on out, and I made a promise to my camera to stop ignoring her, so hopefully all of you Instagrammers won't have to keep looking at the same pictures over and over again.
Home Safe :: I Prefer My Roses on the Wild Side :: The Next Ladies Prim Society Design :: I Heart Succulents :: My Office Wall :: Guitar Lessons :: Summer Read-Aloud #1, The Cricket in Times Square :: Tall Grass and Chickens :: Farmgirl's Bouquet :: Happy Garden :: Clean Car :: Tiny Bubbles :: Kitchen Windowsill :: Happy as a Field Full of Daisies :: BFFs :: My Happy Place :: Lavender is My Favorite :: My Other Happy Place :: Cloud Patterns :: My Mother's Day Basket :: Blueberry Season :: Red Elderberries :: Still Life With Eggs :: A Country Girl's Stained Glass :: Barn :: Mock Orange :: What if we didn't try so hard to hide our flaws? :: Mountain Huckleberries :: Bunting for a Sweet Baby :: And There They Go Again...