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Stories about life on the homestead, spinning, knitting, gardening, caregiving and whatever else comes up.
"It is a tragedy of the first magnitude that millions have ceased to use their hands...this great gift...It is highly likely that a time will come when we shall be so incapacitated and weak that we shall begin to curse ourselves for having forgotten the use of the living machines given to us by God."
Mahatma Gandhi
Mahatma Gandhi
Peace. It does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble, or hard work. It means to be in the midst of those things and still be calm in your heart. (Unknown)
Der Himmel hat den Menschen als Gegengewicht zu den vielen Mühseligkeiten des Lebens drei Dinge gegeben, die Hoffnung, den Schlaf, und das Lachen.
Kant
Kant
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- Annie
- Fiber arts enthusiast living on ten acres of fine Minnesota land caring for my Alzheimer's suffering mom, a herd of fiber llamas and alpacas, a couple of dogs, a few cats, some chickens...
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8 comments:
I love the bright cheery yellows. And, at least her Mother slipped away peacefully. I'm not looking forward to that time, but hope for the same for my dear Mom.
Being a fiber freak I LOVE the second photo the best! I have been catching up on your blog- beautiful brilliant and coming from such lovely humour re: AD and your very creative Mother. So uplifting and sweet- in blogworld- I am sure that you face days of complete exhaustion, your blog is fresh air - a great example of love - how we ought to approach our folks in their worn out years.
i'd like to know the story behind the 1st picture. is that a book you made?
Oh, that chick is so sweet.
Last year, I lost my grandfather, and the year before, my husband lost his grandmother to Alzheimer's. Since then, part of my MFA experience has been to work on a chapbook of poems about the experience, and a few will appear next week on This Joy + Ride. It's such a sad experience--so difficult to see your loved ones go through that memory loss and confusion.
Rick, no, that was a gift from the ever-thoughtful P. It is fuzzy on the outside, the smooth part with the pictures makes a loud crackly sound which I find addictive yet annoying. I can't stop myself from making it crackle yet the sound is annoying too. Mom loves it.
Great yellows, cute little chicklet!
bright and cheery! i love the color yellow as long as i do not have to wear it, it makes me look ill. aw, baby chick!
Cute little chick!
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