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crochet:: husker football season is fast approaching

August 21, 2014

I’m working on ideas for my annual Husker hat design.

husker flap hat 1

~not 100% sure this is it yet, it’s just not edgy enough…a little too sweet~

husker flap hat 2

Miss Cortini, my second model wants me to add some Blackshirt detail.  I think she’s right.  They deserve a nod…they always deserve a nod.

Go Huskers :)

crochet:: calm amidst the chaos

August 19, 2014

Gotta love Miss Cali.  No matter what mess surrounds a cat, they can always nap.

WiPs crochet

All the while I am stressing that I’m in the middle of 7 WiPs that really need to get finished up.

My she-cave was commandeered by a weight bench & a treadmill.  I just keep making the living room a stronger and stronger case for the boys to give up the rec room downstairs to make into my studio.

life:: sometimes you just can’t go home

August 17, 2014

Sometimes revisiting your old stomping grounds can just make you sad.

Recently, Frankie had to go home to Ohio for a funeral and like every time we go home, he stopped by to see our old house.  We lived there for a very long time and it was our safe place, our hideaway in the woods, our place to find peace from the chaos of the world.  We lived in Shawnee State Forest in the foothills to the Appalachian Mountains and it was a haven for too many reasons for me to blather on and on about.  Suffice it to say, it was where we healed from very traumatic events in both our lives and became the best of friends and learned to move forward.  ‘Nuff said there.

Our beautiful 20 acres was bought by an entrepeneur who saw the potential we always had, but he had the money to make it happen.  He turned our corner of the world into a beautiful wedding garden and reception hall and threw outrageously fabulous weddings.  FYI, we got married in our front yard 10 years previous to that, and the photo ops were stunning.

Our old farmhouse always stayed as the caretaker’s home behind the scenes.

Fast forward 10 more years later, and the entrepeneur lost his millions in the Great Recession a few years ago and now has all but abandoned the business.  Our old property is on the market again for many 100’s of thousands of dollars more than we sold it for back in 2002.  Although we would love to buy it back, we are love rich and cash poor.

So back to his stop there last month…

He took gobs of photos, but they are so incredibly sad.  The old place is no longer as we remember it…overgrown…falling apart…totally neglected.

I went through all the photos over and over and decided to only keep the not-so-sad…the ones that can still remind me of home.

old house 2014

~from this angle it’s not quite so bad, and my Granma Amy’s snowball bush is in the foreground and flourishing~

our creek 2014

~our mountain runoff creek is still wild and sun-dappled and just as I recall~

loveseat 2014

~and my ‘loveseat’ rock that Frankie hoisted up & out of the creek to sit and contemplate life, while extremely overgrown, is still there on the creek bank~

 Edited to add::

After writing this post, I needed to see some shots of my old life in Ohio.  This is how I remember our creek and our loveseat.

creek 4

loveseat 2loveseat 3
Think happy thoughts and make today ridiculously amazing!

crochet:: ever heard the term “church purse”?

August 13, 2014
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I’ve never heard it called that until recently at a farmers’ market, and yet it’s so much more cute that calling it a doll/bed purse or a bassinet purse.

church purse 2

I think I will be updating the name of my pattern…

church purse 1

~these are some pretty rough looking shots from my phone, but you get the idea~

church purse 4

church purse 3

You can find the pattern here in my Etsy store :)

Up for Discussion – You’re Just a Blogger

August 12, 2014
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yarnchick40:

I AM A BLOGGER.

Originally posted on Leanne Cole PHOTOGRAPHY:

Recently I was having a discussion with someone and I was told that I was “just a blogger”, with the implication being that I was no one important.  There was the implication that just because I write a blog that I was nothing else, and therefore there was no need to take me seriously.

Those words have haunted me, made me angry, and made me wonder, just what it is to be a blogger? Even my children tease me about it.  So where do these negative connotations for being a blogger come from?

I think it is interesting that people feel this way about them, considering, I just tried to find out, that WordPress alone has over 60 million blogs, that doesn’t count all the other blogging platforms that are out there.  So with millions and millions of blog, why does it have a bad reputation?

LeanneCole-royalgardens-20130911-0599I can’t answer that…

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photography:: y’all need to meet me on twitter

August 11, 2014

This is also a CAT OF THE DAY PHOTO

lexi whiskers wednesday

Most of my cat photos end up on twitter, because I cannot resist #WhiskersWednesday, #KittyLoafMonday, #JellyBellyFriday, #Caturday, or #SelfieSunday  But it’s OK because Cali & Lexi are game to pose for me.  It’s like I’m a cheesy photog saying “make love to the camera”

I am a crazy cat lady.

That is all.

Except that if you want to find me, I’d totally tweet with you.

But yeah, just to warn you I am a #TotallyUncensoredCrazyCatLady

@yarnchick40

 But if you prefer more conventional yarn posts, pattern links and the like;  or don’t want to be a twit(terer)

visit me on facebook::

facebook.com/yarnchick40

Good News / Sad News

August 8, 2014

yarnchick40:

Hello all my yarny friends,
If anyone wants to do some de-stashing ~ please contact Linda. For YEARS she has been making and sharing her yarn art, but she relies on thrift & donated yarn to get her beautiful blankets into the hands of those who need them.
I just know some of you would be able to pass on the word to others or help by sending some yarn.
Thanks <3
LV

Originally posted on alottastitches:

First the Good News. . .

The yarn fairies have been busy! I found yet another bag of yarn waiting for me in the donation box where I leave my ripples.

575 bag o'yarn

Inside was about two pounds of acrylic yarn

575 pile

including. . .

more white. Yay!

575 plus white

If this incoming stream of white yarn continues, I may soon be complaining that my box of white stash is overflowing! lol. But seriously, I doubt that will ever happen as I love including white in the foster kids’ ripples.

More Good News. . .

Ann out in Oklahoma just became my newest yarn fairy. – Hi, Ann! – We’re tracking the box as it travels cross-country and I expect it will arrive early next week. I’m like a little kid waiting for Christmas! lol. I can’t help but wonder what ‘new’ colors are on their way to me.

Now for the Sad News. …

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