Only Two Days

19567145046_87cf12892f_b

Many of us bemoan the oh-so-short weekends that leave those of workin' a job only two days to play.  But, my weekend was kicked off in great style, as I had dinner with a friend, even ate churros for dessert, and then watched as the setting sun did its best to amaze us. 

19615649065_bb546d8902_b

My Saturday was filled with a family reunion, time Uncle Cliff, my mom's brother, and a visit with my sisters.  We played Bingo, the traditional game of our family reunion. My grandpa worked for the Rio Grande and when they closed down Union Hall he was the recipient of their Bingo cards. Last year I didn't come close to winning a single game, but this year I won four times. I guess things even out over time. 

19589195486_8386051f8b_o

It was fun to catch up with my sisters for an afternoon. Leeann lives about 40 minutes away, but we're always running in different directions and rarely take time to meet. Melanie lives in Arizona, but promises we'll see each other more often as her daughter now lives in SLC. 

19589115666_a9289cd0ea_k

I'll let you in on a family secret. Last year I told you about my father's side of the family and my Great-great-great-great grandfather who was a polygamist. This year I found out my great-grandfather on my mother's side (her step-father) was also a polygamist. He even went to jail for not divorcing his 2nd wife. Polygamy is no laughing matter, but I got a kick out of this picture. 

The weekend also included time in the garden, time with Smith, time at the farmers market with Cheryl, a little time to knit, and not enough time to do a dozen other things I'd like to fit in.

So tell me, how did your weekend go? 


Pocket Poetry

Streamatpark

By the stream I dream in calm delight, and watch as in a glass,
How the clouds like crowds of snowy-hued and white-robed
maidens pass, 
And the water into ripples breaks and sparkles as it spreads,
Like a host of armored knights with silver helmets on their heads.
And I deem the stream an emblem fit of human life may go,
For I find a mind may sparkle much and yet but shallows show,
And a soul may glow with myriad lights and wondrous mysteries,
When it only lies a dormant thing and mirrors what it sees.

By the Stream - Paul Laurence Dunbar, 1872 - 1906

PoemInPocket_PDF_LinkImage

Thank you to Kym for sharing poets.org's project. I knew April was poetry month and I've read a fair share of poetry in celebration, but on this last day of April I thought I 'd share a poem with you.  (As a side note, the Poetry Foundation app is a great way to read poetry when on the go.)


Love Long Weekends

T'was the weekend of skies.

16341489177_24a5de3142_o

Golden skies, blue skies, sometimes a few clouds. The temperatures stay in the fifties, both high and low. Birds started their mating behaviors and sang songs of love and joy. It is heartbreakingly wrong, but it is hard to do anything but enjoy the warm weather and the sun.

15911608843_5dd80c225f_o-2

T'was the weekend of mail. Postcards came from far away places, but the one postcard that brought surprise and delight was from Beverly. She has an on-going Postcard Project, one for every day of the year, and I am the lucky recipient of a card. It thrills me to no end that her great-grandmother's lapels have an Alabama Chanin look. Beverly has a new moniker for those of us who dabble in AC stitching...Chaninistas! 

16360898258_f1716369a5_k

T'was the weekend of of silly love notes. Smith collected all the sticky notes we've left for each other over the last year and set them inside a frame. Happy Valentine's Day to me! 

 Truthfully, I didn''t do as much crafting as I'd hoped, but plans are being made and ideas evolving. I do have one more day to do as I wish. We'll see what I can cook up. 


Saturday Sky

Beautifulsky

Last Sunday, as I left Red Butte Garden, I snapped this photo of the valley below. Red Butte Garden sits high upon the northeast bench, above the University of Utah, and looks out over the Salt Lake Valley and the Oquirrh mountains. You can see the blue of the sky, the contrails of planes, and a slight bit of inversion settling into the valley below.

This week temperatures were far above normal, and while it's disconcerting, we find it difficult to complain about blue skies and 60 degree days. Today the temperature has dropped, the blue sky faded away, and a storm is slated for the afternoon. Sadly, the bulk of the rain and snow will head north of us, with nothing more on the near horizon. In desperation, we THINK SNOW!


In a Nutshell

15304470694_e665f73e95_h

Monday morning the mountain was shrouded by mystic clouds, while the suns light shone, adding a touch of color. The highlight of my day was an evening spent alone listening to the children's Nativity pageant in A Prayer for Owen Meany and laughing out loud 

15744122218_21527f9fee_k

Tuesday's dawn was lighter and brighter and my day in the office was much less challenging. Tuesday is our SnB night and I was able to laugh, chat, and knit with friends, including Susan and Cheryl.

15941013972_c16037dd9d_h

Wednesday a small storm moved through, but dropped only enough rain to wet the ground and add a couple of inches to the highest peaks. Wednesday was also the day I'd learned my father was in the hospital. Over the week his condition has improved and he is feeling stronger. Thank you so much for your kind comments and prayers.

15773212809_dedc957ff0_h

Thursday dawned to gray skies, but by lunch time the sun was out and it was warm enough (near 60) to eat lunch in the park. That evening I took  Susan's hat class, which was held at my favorite tea shop, Tea Zaanti

15330938804_a15e8918ee_b

Friday was the first day of the week without a cloud in the sky. The sun felt good the few times I walked out of my office, but by the time I got home the sun had set. My evening was spent with Owen Meany and John Wheelwright. This is a book high on my recommended reading list, just in case you want to know.

So that's my week, and my mountain view, in review. Perhaps, I'll come back later this week with a year in review, just as Vicki does every year. Happy Satuday!


Today, Right Now

15905604335_af95466233_o

Yesterday's sunrise was a beauty. Today I am...

Watching...the dark sky turn light, as the sun enters our valley and by 7:20 there could be a beautiful sunrise, or it could be too cloudy. 

Reading...A Prayer for Owen Meany by John Irving (I'm half way through and I love this book!) and Coincidence by J.W. Ironmonger (not sure about this one, as yet). 

Knitting...Duane Park Triangle, although, I'm tired of garter stitch and may start a sweater to break up the monotony.  

Dreading...a full 5 day work week. I've enjoyed a weekend of doing as I wish and having time to hang out with friends. 

Planning...my lunches for the week, must have a list ready for the grocery store games.

Humming....why does the song "The End" by The Doors keep running through my mind? 

Drinking...my morning pot of tea (Assam).

Itching to...find out all the new tips Susan has to offer at her Hat Trick Class on Thursday. 

Wearing...all week, I've been wearing shrit sleeves and a light jacket. The unseasonable warmth has been disconcerting but delightful. Today, coats will be back in the wardrobe. 

Organizing...my Dad's old photo album into my new archival photo album. More on this later, as I switch the old black album for a new. 

Disappointed by...the sunrise today (I started this an hour ago) was a dud as the day is going to be cloudy and gray. At least the wind has stopped. 

Delighted by...a breakfast date with friends, as Smith and I both have today off. Usually, he's working when I'm off and he's off when I'm working. 

15706742587_e2a60e90db_z

Inspired by...myself and and others who made it thorugh a full month of posting every day. I sometimes complained about the task, but always enjoyed reading what others had to say, learning about my on-line friends, and feeling more connected to everyone who participated. 

Looking forward to....not posting every day, but I will keep my eyes, and my heart, open for interesting ideas to share. 


Friday Report and Saturday Sky

As many of you recommended, I was able to do everything on my heart's desire list. 

15719367277_2f9fb9783e_k

I downloaded my new audio book, laced up my walking shoes, and headed out the door for a walk. As the day went on, the cloudy skies gave way to scattered clouds and bright sun. 

I also took a few minutes to string little white around the table tops and the windowsills, and when the daylight started to fade, the little white lights added warmth and glow to the room. The lights will stay in place until the sun has added a little more light to the daytime sky, around the end of January. 

While I did a few clean up chores around the house, I  also made a pot of tea, then spent time sewing the little stitches of my Alabama Chanin project, as well as, knitting a few rows on my shawl. Very few weekends offer a chance to totally relax, put my feet up, and work on my projects uninterrupted, but an extra day in the weekend allowed me to do just that. 

Did you get a chance to spent time crafting? I hope your Friday included time to relax and enjoy the Holiday weekend. 


Morning Sky

15217745553_309c577f36_o

Thursday morning sky was dramtic in shades of gray, but when I added it to Instagram, I used a filter to alter the color. The over-washed effect gives the photo a porcelain glow and brings out the shape of each cloud.The sun hasn't quite come up over the mountain, but its golden glow highlights the peaks. 

15211322013_0717c94176_b

Wednesday morning, the clouds were lit by the sun just as it was rising behind the peaks. I love capturing the light as it enters my sky, as it casts the most interesting effects when it begins the day.

Instead of knitting or sewing, I have been playing with my camera apps, only taking a few photos, mostly of the sky, which is the most interesting thing in my daily life. While going in to the office I see the sunrise, but by the time I leave work, the sky is already dark. I am not amused there is still another month before the light starts its return. 

Today we await a storm, which I hear brewing, the wind buffeting my windows and stirring up the chimes. I hope for snow, a lot of it, not a "Buffalo" amount of snow, but snow nonetheless. Come one winter! Get on with it.


Always a Wonder

Friday morning sunrise

When you live in a place with a sky as big as the one I live under, and mountains as picturesque as I see every day, you can't help but see the wonder they create.

15543374297_3afce7295b_o

Each month I try to watch the full moon make its way over the peaks and into view. The moons location changes from day to day and month to month, but watching the peaks to see which one starts to wear a halo, I can tell where the moon will make its appearance.

I watch as the moon slowly starts its heavenly transverse and feel the wonder, the awe, it creates in me. Wonder is magical.