DELECTABLE SPECTACLE

Our Talented Miss Moss

Go here to look at Daisy's splashingly colorful Trivet Collection (or look over there in the side where it says "photos of our projects".  She just sent me these, and as always, I am blown away by her handiwork.  And her amazingly creative color-combinations.  In the words of my mother "the girl's a genius!".

-Ann

Fiddle, Yiddle-Giddle, Riddle, Middle, and Vittle

Once upon a time, there were five fine ladies.  Four of them were living tucked between the golden orange plateaus of Tennessee and the fifth, whose name was Yiddle-Giddle was basking by the bayou, spending her days in piles of fabric (and vinyl) scraps, and pining for her four from Tennessee.

So one day, Fiddle, Riddle, Middle, and Vittle all piled into a station wagon, along with a few chips and some sweet pickles, and began the not-so-long drive south.   Stopping only to stretch (among other things).

Pawpaw didn't like that

When they arrived, Yiddle-Giddle was overjoyed, and began to giggle the night away with her Tennessee gals.  She had prepared a great feast of seafood gumbo and delectable drinks, dripping with sweet satsuma nectar.  She also bestowed upon Vittle a Birthday Tablecloth, upon which to place tea vittles, and other such things.

In the morning the ladies set out in short skirts and bare legs for a wild day of beignet eating, music video recording, and finally, a game of Charades at the ever-so-fancy Column Hotel.  Middle won, as she is wont to do.

Later that night, Riddle took measurements of the gals,  just so they could know.  Middle, unfortunately, only won the Big Mouth award, as Fiddle was unshakably "Standard", and therefor unbeatable.





They all took it very seriously, especially careful Riddle *who is so
 precise in all things but window washing*

The next day Miss-Elf-Yiddle-Giddle took them to her hometown, where they met her fun, funny, kind, generous, creative parents.  And the cat named Nicholas.  And the Famous Mumsie and her Swamp.

Riddle found herself in awe of the cypress knee families
 and the soaring trees

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They picked persimmons of which Yiddle-Giddle, and especially Riddle, were very very proud.

After satsumas, hair braiding, mirlitons, music, po' boys, more giggling, and the Story of the Wind Tree, it was time for the Tennessee girls to go.

But they'll be back, because they love their Yiddle-Giddle so.

We saw the moon...

 

Over the bayous and live oak trees

That's where we went for Ms. Elspeth to see

We see the moon and the moon sees we

God send Elspeth our love!

Tea on the Mountain

O, Just a Little Project I've Been Working on....ForEVER

I'm not even quite totally done (still have some buttons and buttonholes to do), but,  here it is, as I promised to you- Miss Elf and Ashley.

My brand new duvet cover.  After all that work I feel I should call it a duvet instead of comforter....

It was so much fabric!  I started out with the brilliant idea (I thought I was getting over on somethin') of making a quilt-top but without the quilting, kind of a cheaters way of having nice bright colors without all the work....yeah right.  I now know that I will never ever make a quilt.  At least not one as big as that.  I had to carry it draped over my head just to move it around.

So, without knowing what I was doing (Foxfire wasn't very much help this time around).  I made four squares out of triangles, which I now know I didn't have to do (although I'm not sure if I could have made those Tennessee shapes without starting with squares cut in half anyway).  That takes some serious math and Moss skills- neither of which I have.  Plus, I only had a free Bank of TN yardstick and a Sharpie.  I made a few mistakes, but, as you may have noticed (and I just reminded you), I'm not Daisy.  So I just left them.  I figure by the time PawPaw is old enough to inherit it, it will be in rags.  Or hopefully I will have made something better.  By the time I was done with those four squares (a few days- round the clock.  I just drank Velo coffee by the gallon), I decided to move on to much larger pieces of fabric.

It's even reversible, although I might need to make sure that hot red line down the middle of the bed isn't bad luck for a couple sleeping under the covers.  I'll ask Daisy.  Or that's just the guest-bed side, where you don't have time for bad luck to catch up with you.....

To read: Salt: A World History by Mark Kurlansky
To hear: Ambulance Blues by Neil Young

Love, Ann

Pawpaw and me in the Sunchoke Patch... and Friends

This morning started with some biscuits and scrambled eggs and eating with my sweetie then continued to the garden where lots of treasures were harvested. We started in the cotton patch where I harvested lovely cotton heads from seed I planted in the early spring. The seed came form Miss Candice who had grown this variety for the past three years. 

 

Unopened Nankeen cotton 

And here's what it looks like when you harvest it.

Then we moved over to the sunchoke patch where some friends came to observe the findings.

Butternut just making sure I'm digging right

And Frannie just making sure I hadn't found a rabbit or something of the sorts 

Here they are... the marvelous sunchokes. Kelsey and I planted these in the spring and watched them get taller and taller and taller and then produce the loveliest little yellow flowers. The sunchokes originally  came from our friend Felicja's brothers farm in New Mexico. 

The Harvest

As seen by Frannie

Books to Read: Miss Rumphius by: Barbara Cooney (1st recommended by my lovely sister in law Ann)

Music to listen to: Miss Laura Candler playing the fiddle at ladies night or singing by the fire light

-Love Ashley