Tell Me Thursday: Sewing Notions

The other day I decided to finish up some sewing projects that have been laying around way too long. One of the things I had to do first was clean up my sewing area and notions box. Inside I found some items that were from my grandmother Dorothy's sewing box from over thirty years ago. You'll notice the price differences...thread for 15 cents, snaps originally for 30 cents, but on sale for 27 cents and 25 cent seam binding. My grandmother used to sew me dresses when I was little and these were her electric scissors from Sears. She passes away when I was seven and I never will forget her big pink bag of scraps I used to play with. I wish I would have had the chance to sew with her.

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Tell Me Thursday: Pitch Black Dark

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Wednesday I shared the view from my truck while Elijah gets on the bus. Every morning at 6:32am we drive 1.2 miles up Isberg and .3 miles down Chena Ridge to sit in his father's driveway and wait for bus #36. At exactly 6:42am every.single.day the bus pulls up. This is a photo of the bus coming up the Ridge. It's dark. Very dark. No yard lights. No streets lights. No moon or stars. Just pitch black dark. I feel bad for the kids who have to walk down dark driveways to stand on this dark road in the bitter cold. (The bus will keep running at -40 or -50 or whatever insane temperatures we get). My son sits in a nice warm truck.

This is my drive home back down Isberg road. Pitch black dark. There are only three driveways off of this road and only one house is actually next to the road giving light. My house is the closest to this road, but my actual driveway is off of Bluegrass. I'm sure you can Google that if you are interested.

I'll be glad when my moose lights are actually on my truck so I can light up the world!

Tell Me Thursday: Termination Dust

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Wednesday I shared our first falling of Termination Dust....that first light snow of the year that officially marks the end of Fall and the beginning of Winter. Most of the time, this year included, those first few flakes melt as they hit the warm earth, but that white stuff is still our indication that whatever we haven't gotten done we'd better hurry up and do!

As you can see I haven't cleaned out my flower beds. I wanted to enjoy their colors as long as possible and, as usual, I waited too long. Yesterday, I went to work only to quickly have frozen fingers and I made little progress. I should have pushed on and finished the job because it was a balmy 43 degrees. This morning it is only 23 degrees and the work is going to be even less fun.



I don't think I'll be needing my trusty friend anymore this season.