How Does Your Garden Grow

Last week was my week of contemplating, of time with friends, quiet time, busy time. There was little (just a little) knitting, and just a little sewing and a blur of life going by.  What remains a mystery to me, is how so many people can get so much done in the same 24 hours of the day I have. I try to fit it all in, but come no where close to all the things I desire to do. 


The weekend was all about gardens, but I didn't even have time to make it up to Red Butte. In the community garden I weeded several beds and harvested the end of the radish crop. I then bought plants for the front garden of our condo. Management remove bushes that hadn't thrived during the dry winter and add a layer of top soil, leaving us a blank slate to plant. We bought plants for shade and still need to find a ground cover we like. Spare time this week will be spent searching through nurseries for ground cover.   

18627738710_522ff13971_kThe weekend few by, summer is in full swing. and I'm enjoying this warm and beautiful time of year. How's your summer going? 


The Boxes

Moms graduation

Kym posted about high school graduation and the keepsake box she received to commemorate the event. Many furniture stores sponsored the program to encourage young ladies to buy a cedar chest (hope chest). My box is almost identical to the one Kym received and I graduated years earlier, but my mother was 20 years older than me and graduated in 1948. I'm grateful to have my mother's graduation picture, as well as her beautiful box.


Her box is has a ornately carved top and it is full of memories, both hers and mine (and perhaps my sisters, too). I remember playing with her box and the jewelry inside. It was fun to wear her dime store earrings and fancy necklaces. 

The hole in the top is from a knot of wood, which is visibly on the inside of the lid. The box is now in my hands and houses a few of treasured items and it is more cherished to me than my own graduation box, which I was surprised to find I still had.  I'm not very attached to high school memories and there is nothing inside. I found my box stashed in the back of a closet and now I wonder if I should even keep it. 

Water and Sky

Do you remember my promise of revealing my Romi's Mystery? We took pictures over Memorial Day weekend, but the last week of the month is a busy time and fitting in a post just wasn't to be. However, waiting until this week gave me time to take more pictures at one of my favorite places, one I think you'll recognize. Between Silver Lake and Red Butte Gardens, I have the best back drops of any place.

The minute I decided to knit Romi's Mystery, I asked Vicki to dye my yarn in the colors of water and sky. She dyed several skeins and I picked 2 that I thought were close to my vision. However, before I'd knit many rows, I decided the second skein needed more contrast. Vicki concurred, and I was happy to hear she still had one of the darker skeins on hand.  It made all the difference.

Knitting a mystery is a unique experience, as you never know what the designer has in mind. You trust her, you take each step with her and, while you may have reservations, you act on faith and just go with it.

The  colors worked out perfectly, the design exactly right for my water and sky vision, as the lace and stripe sections remind me of waves.

The size of the shawl is large enough to cover my shoulders  and keep my arms from the chill of air conditioning.  Romi's Mystery 2015 and Vicki's Make.Do.Dream, six weeks of knitting time (I'm slow, but I get there eventually), and a whole lot of fun all wrapped around me. I love knitting.

Music on The Radio

My day starts with KRCL's Acoustic Sunrise, as John plays a variety of tunes that ease me into my day. KRCL has been a part of my life for 35 years and I feel very fortunate to have a great community radio station in my city. I listen all day when I can, as there isn't a single load and obnoxious ad on this station. The play only occasional public service announcements and concert calendars. I like the variety of music, as well as being introduced to new bands. This is some of the music John played yesterday morning.  

1. Laura Marling - Gurdjieff's Daughter

2. Eva Cassidy - Tennessee Waltz

3. Pearl Jam - Hearts and Thoughts

4. Avetts - Morning Song

5. David Bowie - Love You til Tuesday

6. The Beatles - Benefit of Mr. Kite

7. The New Basement Tapes - Lost on the River

8. Courtney Barnett- Dead Fox

9. Bhi Bhiman - Moving to Brussels

10. The Clash - This is Radio Clash

My day usually ends (if I'm at home) by listening to KUER jazz programing, which, oh so very sadly, will end on June 30th. I am completely heart broken. I have listened to jazz on this station since 1980 and I can't imagine its end.  In the larger picture, do people listen to the radio any more or has streaming music taken over?  Is (good) radio dying? Yes, I can listen to my iPod, but radio introduces me to new bands and I can't imagine my world without it. 

This is a post for Carole's ToT. I totally forgot to say, as I was so wrapped up in my sorrow over no jazz in Utah. 

We Could Take More Weekends Like This One

20150530_164657What can you say when a weekend is pretty much perfect? The weather was exceptional (some say hot, but I like it hot), the skies were blue, and I added a touch of blue to my hair. Next time I'm going to have the stylist really lay it on thick, as it is more subtle than I expected. 

Smith and I had a couple of evenings together, one with friends, the other alone, and I had the last night to myself. That's why you're getting a post today, as I had time to relax and share the beauty of my weekend. 


Sunday morning we decided it has been ages since we'd walked around Silver Lake, so we made the short trip up. We were rewarded with a moose sighting! The two immature moose were enjoyed by everyone who had made an early morning trip up to the lake. 


Can you see them both? They stayed together even as they moved across the boardwalk and disappeared into the trees. They surely much be twins. Smith and I were delighted, as it has been a couple of years since we've seen moose. It was too early for wildflower season and we hope to make it back in later this month, as the Silver Lake iris, bog orchids, and elephant heads were surely blooming. 


The days have been an almost constant gray of rain clouds. We're near a record number of days with measurable precipitation and we're a tired of feeling wet and soggy. BUT, Monday, while it did rain in the morning, the sky was a clear and the clouds played in the amazing blue field while we relished the sun. 


Carole asked us to share, for ToT (Ten on Tuesday), some of the things we did over the long weekend, the weekend that is the kick off to summer! Summer is my season and I loved having three days off to relax, play, and spend time with my guy. 


1. We kicked off the weekend Friday night by having dinner with friends. Next time I'll order the delicious Basil Lime Gimlet Cheryl had. (Oops, bad photo)

2. First thing Saturday morning I blocked my shawl and I am thrilled with the colors and the size of this mystery. The shawl is huge and beautiful.  More to come!


3. As soon as the shawl was pinned out I headed for the nursery in case there were any crowds to beat, It was totally unnecessary, as it was RAINNG once again. I picked up plants for my carport flower boxes and seeds for a new crop of lettuce and planted between rain drops. 


4. Saturday evening we enjoyed a Bees baseball game and, as luck would have it, the rain stayed away.  As we left the the stadium a fireworks show started and we saw one of the best fireworks shows I've ever seen. The day felt like a true kick off to summer. Thank you, Susan.

5. Sunday I made myself breakfast in bed. Tea and oatmeal with a large handful of blueberries.


6.  As soon as I decided to get up and moving (around 8:00) I took snapdragons to my mother's grave (she loved yellow snapdragons), ran a few errands (groceries for the week), then spent the afternoon in the garden helping Rick and Allen plant  pumpkin seeds for the children. 

7. Sunday was an SnB day and I had time to visit with Cheryl, the only other knitter who was free on this Holiday weekend.

8. That night Smith and I grilled an all American meal of (grass fed) burgers, asparagus and garlic scapes, with a dessert of vanilla ice cream (coconut milk ice cream) topped with blueberries and raspberries. It was a treat for our kick off to summer. 

9.  As often as I could, I worked on beading my Alamaba Chanin T-shirt and even took a few stitches on my AC market bag. I am committed to this craft, as I also ordered another Alabama Chanin kit. I couldn't help myself as AC had a sweet summer sale. When not knitting, I sew.


10. Smith and I spent much of Monday together and the first thing we did was to wander through the Salt Lake City Cemetery. We paid respect to his family, as well as many others we knew in the community.  From there we went to Red Butte Garden (the first picture of this post) and had a quick photo shoot of my new shawl. (More to come!) After that we had a nice lunch, a not quite as delicious as Lone Star taco, but finished off with churros (yes, they were GF).  How is it I never thought to take a picture? 

I hope your weekend was as wonderful as mine. As I type this the sky is once again turning gray and I think more showers are on the horizon. Gray, gray, go away! 

Macro Too

When I first bought my phone I asked Vicki about lenses for the camera and she pointed me to a clip-on set that was dirt cheap inexpensive enough I felt I could take a chance on it.  I wanted to see how lenses worked. I wouldn't say they were a great buy, but they have given me a chance to try my hand at macro-ing.


It took a few tried until I could get the hang of the lens and holding the camera still (note to self-get a tripod.) We've had rain for several days weeks in a row (and we have the threat for the whole weekend). Everything is often dripping wet, and, because our house face north, the neighbor's lilies of the valley are far behind all the other spring blossoms. I am thrilled, as they have been a bright spot in the blossom faded landscape.


By the time I'd taken a couple of dozen photos I'd been able to get the hang of the macro lens and captured a crisper, cleaner image of the the lily buds. I need to get out and try my hand at more macro shots while it is still Macro-May.

Enjoy your weekend, my friends!

Pretty Yellow Dresses

Mary posted her first appearance as a flower girl and shared her pictures and memories of the dress she wore. Her post reminded me of my first appearance (at the same age) as a flower girl.  I shared my pictures and memories with Mary and she said I should blog about the dress, which was a very good idea. Thank you, Mary. 

Valene's Flower girl

I am old enough that my pictures are only black and white, which means you can't see the pretty pale sunshine yellow of my dress. The collar is white with lace trim and there is a black ribbon around my waist. The ribbon was long and tied in a bow in the back, the ends streaming almost to the floor.

I wore the dress for my Aunt Valene's wedding and I still remember that day. I remember how I loved walking around in a floor length dress (my first) and how I loved the bouquet (which I had possession of only for the photographs). My mother made the dress (as she made most of my clothes) and I was heartbroken when she told me she had made the hem extra long to save the fabric for a second dress. (Can you see the wide hem in the photo?)

I think I remember a tantrum. 

Which as any kid (and parent) knows, does no good. The dress was rehemmed and a second dress made for my younger sister. We had matching dresses for Easter Day 1955.

Karen and me

You might have noticed my hair is shorter in this photo. I have a memory of Mom telling my grandmother she left my hair long for the wedding, but had plans to cut it shorter when we returned home.  A permanent wave would have been involved as I had, and still have, very straight hair.

I enjoy looking back at childhood memories  and reminiscing, but I wonder how close to the truth the memories are and how different the stories might be from one person to another. Memories are capricious, but they are our own. 

Words in the Wild


Three years ago, the grade school children in a near by elementary were asked if they'd like to join our garden. The teachers and students were both very excited about coming to the garden, and the parents were supportive, too. They children can walk from the school to the garden and a different grade comes every day to care for their plot. The parents have helped the children care for the garden throughout the summer months  by making sure the kids can stop by and do right by the plants. They have all gladly signed up to become a part of our community.


The children paint signs and rocks to mark each area they plant. They learn about bees, birds, and lady bugs and how important they are to a garden. They paint signs to welcome and encourage the bugs to stay.


One of the best things about sharing our garden with the community at large is to bring an understanding of the process of growing and working together. We share our pathways with people who wish to walk through, we share our labyrinth with people searching for peace, and we share our harvest with everyone we can. We love to share (please ask first) and we love to teach about the process of growing from beginning to end. 

Another Wet Weekend

All weekend clouds rolled in and out, bringing copious amounts of rain. Micro climates ruled, but at times, the storms came and stayed, drenching us all at the same time. Spring has been wet, wet, wet,  and that's the best thing to happen, although I am a little tired of the days of gray. 

17040285823_f39f07e78c_oMy weekend was spend in one mad, delightful dash to another delightful dash. I had a great time with friends and even a few minutes here and there with Smith, but at no time did I think to lift my camera.  You'll just have to trust I had a great weekend.

I went to a trunk show of Anzula yarn and drooled over many a skein,  but came away yarn free. I spent time with friends, knitting friends, girlfriends, and because one of my friends had to cancel, I had a surprise dinner with Smith. 

I was able to spend time knitting and I have ONE row left on my Romi's Mystery shawl. I can't wait to show it to you. It's just lovely!

My weekend was full of good things, fun times, and delicious food at every turn. I feel fortunate to have so much love around me.  Gray days cannot take away joy.