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It is Yellow week at House on Hill Road , and while I don't have a lot, I do like it. In fact, I am working on a little art project with some yellow. “There are painters who transform the sun to a yellow spot, but there are others who with the help of their art and their intelligence, transform a yellow spot into sun.” - Pablo Picasso

How could I forget to show you this? The pattern from her wedding dress, ...and it still fit on their 60th anniversary!

I tried to scan in my most recent picture of her, but this one of her as a young girl will have to do. And how do you like the fancy Art Deco frame? Marie was my grandmother. Marie was born before 1920 and grew up during the Great Depression . I remember her telling me one time, "We were very poor, even by the standards of the day. I remember thinking it would be nice to have furniture, and curtains." Curtains! I heard a story once of how their family had a big get-together, and they borrowed a chair from a neighbor for one of the elderly relatives to sit in. Marie had a big family and she loved her sisters dearly. I have pictures of the sisters at a sleepover a few years ago, some of them in their 80s! As evidence of her thriftiness, I have spools with several different bits of thread, and boxes of her buttons (some used) and sewing notions: And Marie was full of joy. She was frugal but generous, loved having visitors, loved having her picture taken. During my c...

I had a lot of plans and ideas for this day that just didn't happen, but it was a nice day anyway. We had a Valentine lunch with two guests, and The Bruise finally had someone to give Valentines to. I also saw two movies. I went to The International with BFJ, which I thought was a good movie, if somewhat despairing. As we were leaving the theater, my sister was coming in, heading toward He's Just Not That Into You , so BFJ suggested I stay and watch that with her while he went to pick up the kids. So I did. (I went back out and bought a ticket, just so you know.) I left the second movie acutely aware that my house does not say things about me, like Movie Peoples' Movie Houses say things about the character(s) they belong to. And also, I had never realized how much Ben Affleck looks like Casey Affleck . I mean, it's not that I didn't get the point of the movie, but luckily I am all settled about who my sweetheart is :) And by the way, it is still wintry here.

I have been here , working on this and that. Mostly laundry. Also, a little garden planning, reconnecting with old friends, child training, helping at school, a teensy bit of knitting, taxes, and today, we went to a funeral. Our friend Amy lost her mom, Kay. It was a nice service and gathering of friends. I have been thinking about my garden. I was looking for ideas on Rate My Space and was reminded of my own Rate My Space page, although it's not actually my space. It's my mother-in-law's. If you'd like to see her garden from last year, here's a link . I have been working on piecing a quilt. I stayed up late one night, laying it out, only to realize that two blocks are missing! Now, where can they be? I haven't worked on this quilt since last fall, and I have shuffled the blocks around, moving it for guests in the guest room, taking pictures, shifting projects... Well, I actually need to clean out my craft room, because we are going to have a house guest for a f...