Thursday, May 28, 2015

SOFT WORLD

"It is what I was born for-to look,
to listen, to lose myself inside this
soft world. "

~ Mary Oliver










It has been such a peaceful,
beautiful week.

The lilies are blooming,
and the blueberries are beginning
to slowly ripen.

I have been getting in over 10, 000
steps before breakfast which makes
me want to walk more and more just
to beat my number each day.

I discovered on lone apple growing
on the apple tree and I am keeping
a close eye on it..squirrels beware!

I have introduced dairy back into my
life and have been snacking on 'mock
cinnabon....cottage cheese, a drizzle of
maple syrup, lots of cinnamon and a
few tablespoons of chopped pecans.

Homemade toothpaste is a first for me,
but I must say I like it. It doesn't foam
like 'store bought' toothpaste, but I do
like how it cleans my teeth.

I knit a wee pair of socks for Porter,
and then woke very early so we
could drive two hours to deliver
them in person and to soak up a little
baby love.  Porter really is a sweet,
happy baby.

Have a great weekend everyone!

Much love,
Tracey
XO

Monday, May 25, 2015

PORTER

“There are a few things in life so beautiful they hurt:
swimming in the ocean while it rains, reading alone
in empty libraries, the sea of stars that appear when
you’re miles away from the neon lights of the city,
bars after 2am, walking in the wilderness, all the phases
 of the moon, the things we do not know about the universe,
and you.”

~ Beau Taplin








 
                                             [new photo that I received today]

This weekend has been sitting
on the shore watching waves
and birds, knitting and reading,
and although those are my
favorite things to do, the
best part of this weekend was
being there to wish my newest
grandchild happy birthday!

Porter Jernigan Tims
Born  5-22-2015
7 pounds 13 ounces
20 inches long.
I love him!

Weekending with Karen

Thursday, May 21, 2015

SO IT BEGINS

There are fragrant acres where
evening comes long hours late
and the still unmoving air
cools the fevered hands of Fate.

Meadows where the afternoon
hangs suspended in a flower
and the moments of our doom
drift upon a weightless hour.

And we who thought that surely night
would bring us triumph or defeat
only find the stars are white
clover at our naked feet.

~ Tennessee Williams









Tuesday I mailed in my compliance
letter to the home school association
officially ending our school year.

So begins summer vacation.

The sweet smell of honeysuckle has
faded giving way to the scent of
gardenias that My Mike planted
years ago.

Spring thunderstorms bring stunning
clouds, thunder, lightening and afternoon
rains, leaving the air so muggy if feels
like you are wearing a damp coat.

I try to finish most of my outside work
before the sun rises too high in the sky,
feeding animals, weeding, picking produce.
I am walking long before the sun rises and
again after it begins to set for the night,
otherwise I just melt. Southern summers
are not for the weak.

The hammock is set up under the pecan
tree and I often find myself there in the
early night, swinging gentle, watching
lightening bugs and listening to the
bullfrogs.

My sweater knitting is almost complete,
just a neck band and then I will block
it before wrapping it in tissue to store
in the cedar chest. I am itching to cast
on a new project and am leaning toward
this, what do you think?

I sliced the first watermelon of the season,
and then Alex and I ate the whole thing
in one day, it was really good.

Enjoy a fantastic weekend and
 Happy Memorial Day.

Much love,
Tracey
XO








Wednesday, May 20, 2015

YARN ALONG

Focus on the powerful, euphoric,
magical synchronistic, beautiful
parts of life, and the universe will
keep giving them to you.


 










93 degrees Fahrenheit,
85 % humidity,
and all that remains is
to attach the sleeves,
knit the button band
and my sweater will
be complete. The
construction of a bottom
up sweater is interesting
to me, this is my first,
so each step feels like it
has taken a long time to
complete.  Not sure if I
will knit bottom up again,
but at least I've done it
once. Now I will finish
just in time to pack it
away in the cedar chest;
that's okay, cooler weather
will come again, and not
soon enough for me.
It's going to be a long,
hot summer!

I have been waiting for
the release of Karen White's
newest book the sound of glass,
and I am not disappointed. The
book takes place in my town
of Beaufort, traveling back and
forth in time between now and
the 1950's. It is told from several
characters point of view and has
a mystery that keep you interested.
It is the perfect beach reading book.

Joining Ginny

Sunday, May 17, 2015

WEEKENDING

The voice
of the sea
speaks to
the soul.

~ Misell








Thank you for all love
and understanding to
my last post, you are
 the best, really.
 
This weekend had been
filled with peace, something
I desperately needed and
am thankful to have been
given.
 
I have walked over ten miles
each day and  it feels good.
 
Finished up that last of the
fresh strawberries, and am now
waiting for the blueberries to
ripen, soon.

I started a new book,
is set in my town of Beaufort,
SC. It  is the perfect beach
book.
 
On the knitting front I
am almost done with my
sweater, it has been in
the basket for far too long,.
Of course it is getting finished
when the weather is in the high
80's and the humidity is a gazillon
percent, but that's okay, winter
will come again and I will be ready.
 
Wishing you a beautiful
start to a new week.

 Joining my friend Karen for
Weekending.

Thursday, May 14, 2015

SOMETIMES

Sometimes smiling is the greatest act
of defiance, & sometimes asking for
help is the most meaningful example
of self-reliance.
Sometimes the best medicine is to
just laugh until you cry, & sometimes
the greatest wisdom comes from
accepting you will never know why.
Sometimes just going to bed is the
best antidote to trials and tribulations,
&sometimes just being blessed to
get up again and face it all, for one
more day, is worthy of celebration.

~ Pinterest






Sometimes life is just hard.
Sometimes the trust you place
in others is taken advantage of,
sometimes, even if it's very
frustrating, you just have to
let go and have faith that in
the end everything will work
out the way it is suppose to.

I have spent my week dealing with
insurance companies, doctor's that
were suppose to send referrals and
didn't,  a phone call informing me
that my doctor [the one I was
suppose to  see June 1] just up
and left the practice, and the list
goes on and on, and on.  Exhale.

Despite all the stress from outside
sources, there has been my usual
walks,  working in the garden, the
return of summer heat and humidity,
Alex finishing the last of his school
work, my knitting that brings such
comfort, and homemade lemonade.

Happy weekend to you.

Love,
Tracey
xo

Honey-Lemonade
1/2 honey
1 cup warm water
1 cup fresh lemon juice
   [about 6 lemon}
4 cups cold water

Stir honey and warm water
together until blended.
Add lemon juice and cold
water. Chill. Perfect after
an afternoon of garden work.