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  Noreen 2:22 pm on June 22, 2025 Permalink  

  Warm Wind 

  I dare say the wind is quite brisk.  Everywhere the greenery is being whipped about.  25-30 mph hour winds with these temps could dry out any type of soil. 

  I have been giving the patio kitties fresh water every day.  Their water dish sits on a concrete block and I have no doubt it might feel good to splash about a little.  Yesterday when the carpenters were working in the garage, there was so sightings of them until I went to check on them before dark.  How dare strangers be in their space.

  There is talk of a possible thunder shower cropping up during the night.  I will need to close the small crack of the windows in the little red pickup that is sitting in the drive before bedtime.  As hot as it has been, I didn’t want a window blowing out from the heat.  Do vehicles still have that threat in the heat of the day.

  I was relieved that the carpenters didn’t return today.  Nothing is so important that working in the glaring of the heat reflected off of a white building is needed.

  Dennis called yesterday.  The Duluth event of the race was in full gear.  It’s grandma’s something, something.  One of the tunnels going north out of Duluth towards Silver Bay has construction going on.  Even in the Silver Bay area the traffic was fierce.  He and his son Ken, plan on striking out for home on Monday.

  So . . . how have I been doing on my own for this last week?  Very well indeed.  Dennis’ son-in-law, Tom, mowed the yard and the acre on Friday.  I made sure to imbursed Tom for the agreed amount.  He let me know that two of the three small gas cans would need to be filled before the next cutting.  With this hot dry wind, it may not be in the cards for this next week.

  I was satisfied how the sewing went in the studio.  I will say, even with the woven iron-on stabilizer, some of those tee-shirts are pathetic.  Any respectable out-house would reject them. The perimeter is nailed down but the guts of the twelve inch square is very which way loose.  The tees with the rubberized designs need to have my Teflon sheet put over them to be able to work with.  Breathe.  Note to self:  no more Grammie will do it.  Dennis has three daughters, four granddaughters and five great-grand daughters and none with an ounce of domestic inclination.

  The fellows on the crotch-rockets can pick up so much speed from our four-way stop, they are just a blur.  It is surprising how many are running around in this heat.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:37 pm on June 20, 2025 Permalink  

  Small Glitch 

  Small glitch in letting Brian pick up garage materials on this Saturday.  Vaughn thought they had a thirty inch service door . . . not to be.  It needs to be ordered.  As the concrete foundation blocks have allowed for a thirty inch door, so goes the new door.  It doesn’t really matter if it is this week or next week for the garage start, as long as it is known that it will be done.

  This morning I knew I was hungry for cold tuna sandwiches.  I boiled two eggs for the tuna mixture, Lena’s recipe.  I diced up the half of Vedalia onion I had double bagged in the refrigerator.  I opened two small cans of the Albacore tuna.  After eating the white Albacore tuna packed in water, any other tuna, just seems slimy.  Personal preference.  All mixed together to chill and let the flavors co-mingle.

  I have the studio work going in such a fashion that I don’t need to overdue any one aspect of it.  I can machine stitch for a while, then stand at the ironing board for a while and let the rotary cutter have a crack as well.  It’s all about planning.

  This week, I achieved my objective of getting the finished quilts from the basement that I have done from A-Z, four, into the cabinet in the living room.  Also one of grandma Lena’s that she had finished for grandma Ester.  Ester had pieced the top out of grandpa Art’s shirts.  A lot of small prints found in dress shirts of the times.  Grandma Lena completed it by hand stitching the full sized quilt.  Sweet.

  My next project, about to boggle my mind, that the cabinet holds is a very lot of photos.  Eenie, meeny, miny, mow.  Somehow sorting through them and then handing them off in a very neat Segway.  I haven’t gotten past that point yet.

  The humidity at 72% , the dewpoint at 74%, not a good feeling outside.  I do take care of the livestock chores, but even the critters are not very active.

  No news from the north country.  No news is good news.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:54 pm on June 19, 2025 Permalink  

  Hungry Deer 

  Just a few days ago, I marveled at the one Hasta that was about four feet across.  The rains had done it proud.  This morning, I looked out the bathroom window and I saw stalks of what was left of the proud broad Hosta.  When I went out and checked, there were quite a few that had been munched on.  The greenery next to the Hosta, aka: weeds, were untouched.  We are a short distance from a creek that leads into good coverage for wildlife.  Discriminating tastes.  Oh well.  

  Dennis called last night from Silver Bay.  The three great grands are keeping him and his son Kenny busy and entertained.  Good for them.

  While I was at the church tables in the studio making plans for cutting some one inch strips, I got a phone call from my carpenter, Brian.  He had his list of materials that the lumberyard would be getting ready for him.  The yard will have it inventoried and ready to be picked up Saturday morning.  His question was about the new service entrance door that will be going in.  If I wanted it plain or with primer on it.  I opted for the primer so to have it hung and with time to get paint for it.  Any special finish would make it an order to be picked up later and he assured me, it would add to the cost.  He also mentioned it would be good to put the materials inside.  I assured him, the little red pickup would be put on the concrete drive while he and his partner worked on the project.

  Brian’s Hispanic English is good if not a bit broken.  Not so much broken as hesitant to make sure for the understanding coming and going.  He can make his sketches and measurements very easy to understand. I make sure to speak slower.  I know Dennis and I are very comfortable with Brian on board doing a good job.  It’s still going to be an old garage made up and out of wood pallets . . . just with less maintenance on the outside.

  It is heating up quite nicely outside.  It was forecast, so no surprise there.

  With that I will take  my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:41 pm on June 17, 2025 Permalink  

  Shh! 

  It’s just me and the kitties home.  Monday morning, Dennis’ son picked up Dennis and they headed to Silver Bay.  I didn’t ask for how long.  It mattered not.

  It has been different in a nice way.  Yes, I was alone when Dennis had the hip replacement going on.  It was being on call for anything from extra hankies that were needed, or his Facebook wasn’t working.

  My schedule has not changed here on Stauffer Avenue.  I slept like a rock and got up by 8:30.  The studio time is about three to four hours with breaks to retrieve hot coffee.  By two, the lights go off.  Head-ways is being made on tee-shirts.  While fiddling with tee-shirts, I have KNUJ radio on.  I am learning a lot about trap shooting, clay pigeon shooting and skeet shooting.  Young people by the 1,000’s are at Alexander for this yearly event.

  I had a prescription to pick up at Lewis Drug.  I got change back from a five dollar bill.   On my way home, I did do a drive through the acre yard.  About a week and a half ago, Spring Touch did a weed spray.  They used fifteen gals of their solution.  The spray is working and is very evident.  Grass is beginning to stool out since much brush has been cleared off.

  So . . . what does Grammie eat when alone?  Last night I had scrambled eggs with bacon bits and buttered toast.  This morning I had peanut butter and jelly bread.  Lots of peanut butter.  Tonight, it is going to be oatmeal with ground flax and milk.  I can assure you, I will not go hungry.  After all, I am only five minutes away from the grocery store.

  The home is quiet.  I took care of the kitties last night and I am sure that they wondered why the television had not been on all day in the patio porch.  The television remote here in the house may get some lint and dust on it.  When in the house, Dennis spends a lot of time on his lap-top.  He has figured out how to get country music on in bits and pieces in between the solitaire games, that while the television is on to a “48 Hour” cop show.  I do tap the volume button when I walk by.  This is Dennis’ home and he likes it, he likes it a lot.  I can easily adapt.  May I reach that age and point in my life that I too will have a volume on that needs tapping.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:56 pm on June 16, 2025 Permalink  

  Times Change 

  There is no certainty in our lives, nor has there ever been.  Ironically, we pull up our boot-straps, we acknowledge the changes and adapt.  No family, no business, no community is immune.

  Oh my gosh, if I get Dennis going, the litany knows no bounds.  Our community is the county seat for our Watonwan County.  A certain pride goes with that. 

  We have many empty storefronts.  We have an empty lumber yard that had been a multiple location family-owned business for decades.  Our family restaurant on main street is listed as “For Sale.”  The family bakery that is in its fifth generation is listed as “For Sale.”

  The saddest listing came last week was the College.  Karen has as close to a general mercantile as not.  She fought when covid tried to close her down as “not essential.”  Karen won that fight.  Her business is for sale and she will continue as if nothing has changed.  It is a viable business for sale for someone to walk in and call it theirs.  What has changed is the hours that her doors will be open allowing for the fact that she can pretty well tell when it pays to keeps the lights on.  I’ve known Karen for decades, as she was the clerk for the City of Lewisville.  A very fine person.

  Our community is service orientated with a Mayo hospital/clinic, a Veterans’ Clinic, a Lewis Drug, a dentist, an eye clinic, an active Fleet-Farm store, one large grocery store, several attorney offices, and, of course . . . the courthouse. 

  Surprisingly, a new laundromat and car wash broke ground this last week.  It will be located to the south across from the Fleet-Farm.

  From Stauffer Avenue’s perspective, we have everything we need for our wellbeing.  We are very grateful.  There just isn’t much to entice new families or new business ventures.

  Well, that’s about all the trivia that was running through my mind today.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:14 pm on June 15, 2025 Permalink  

  It’s a Sunday 

  It’s a day when all fathers and father-types that go over and above taking care of their families get some TLC.  Unfortunately there was no sunshine to shine bright on them.

  Dennis had an early celebration last night at Sadie’s party.  Dennis’ entire family, less one granddaughter, was together for the event.  I couldn’t have been happier for my ole cowboy.  Denise had him home by eight.  He was tuckered but happy.  Dennis slept until nine this morning.  Sweet.

  My studio time today paid off big time.  All has been prepared for the sewing machine to begin assisting in making this project get real.  While in the studio, I listened to KNUJ church service from Grace Lutheran Church in Gaylord.  A great send off to the week coming tomorrow.

  Dennis’ request for a supper meal of French Toast, sausage and orange juice, that is so doable.

  I checked in with Aunt Janet from Brownton last night while I was home alone.  We always have plenty to chit-chat about.  Other than my brother Calvin, she is my only and oldest remaining from my father’s family.  Janet is ninety three and enjoying her own home.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:38 pm on June 14, 2025 Permalink  

  A Saturday the 14th 

  This was a look-forward-to appointment today.  It was time for haircuts and pedicure.  Marie allocates  Dennis and me two hours every four weeks.  The best time spent ever.  We both come away feeling renewed.  Coming home we had a light snack as a lunch.

  As for the studio today . . . it remains dark.  I have thought through plans for Sadie’s thirty-six tee-shirt menagerie.  I will use eighteen shirts sewn together color to color.  No sashing in between the twelve inch blocks.  Eighteen on the front and eighteen on the back.  I will use a lightweight batting.  It may end up fifty by sixty, as she said she didn’t want a full sized quilt, but a throw.  I am not up to doing two individual projects with the batting, the backings and the binding. 

  This afternoon, Denise just picked up her dad.  Denise, Tom and Dennis are traveling to the community center in Eagle River, right north of Mankato.  Sadie is having a bash for her retirement of 25 years in the military as well as her 40th birthday.  Sadie entered the Minnesota National Guards in between her junior and senior years of high-school.  Good grief, she looked and acted young.  There will be people fifteen feet deep from military to friends and family.  The event is slated to begin at six.

  To my awareness of self, I do not do well in huge crowds with a lot of noise and commotion.  I don’t feel or stay centered.  Dennis knew immediately, that I would be staying home. I will be here welcoming him with open arms.  I was very thankful that Dennis had acquiesced to ride with Denise rather than he and his little red pickup heading out on their own.

  I am on stitching and watching traffic duty this afternoon.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:32 pm on June 13, 2025 Permalink  

  Busy Day 

  Having a good night’s rest helps to get through morning routines, aka: local effort

  I have been eying the wall hanging in the kitchen since the first months of 2025.  Down it came.  I had done a really sweet wall hanging several years ago for the summer time.  Hey!  It’s summer.  Most of the blocks incorporated the embroidery module.  Two of my favorites were the fruit jars that had fire-flies captured within them behind clear mylar.  The pitcher of lemonade has lemon slices behind mylar.  The empty pop bottles, a perfect spot for pinwheels behind clear mylar.  The red pickup is of red venal.  As luck would have it, it fit perfectly in the spot by the back door.  It was a fun challenge.  I had bought the kit at the Bernina Shop in Bird Island.  I have not forgotten that I also have a kit for a wall hanging in the Halloween motifs.  I have not done many wall hangings of late as to . . . what will become of them?  I couldn’t get a good angle for the photo.  My bad.

  

  The next item was to put out a tray of Rode’s frozen cinnamon rolls on parchment paper.  It takes about three to four hours for them to be ready to put in a 350-degree oven.  The bag of a dozen rolls does come with two small pouches of icing to put on after they have cooled.  The secret is to use a light spray of Pam on one side of clear plastic wrap to cover the tray.  The yeast heat helps them come out perfectly.

  

  With that being done, I headed to the studio to steam press the last of the nasty curled up tee-shirt fronts.  I counted and I have thirty-four 12″ squares.  Hmm.  Now comes the pondering as to what to make out of them.  Too many for one quilt as it would be king sized.  Two small ones!  I dug out from my stashes.  I have a good selection of various fabrics of stars printed on them in a good selection of colors.  Too much for one day.  I shut the studio down.  I will take pencil to paper to see what comes next.

  We had a gully washing of a rain shower just a bit ago, just like we did during last night.  I have had a busy great day.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:14 pm on June 10, 2025 Permalink  

  A Difference 

  What a difference a day makes in air temperature.

  I took it slow this forenoon in the studio.  I wanted to open the package from Amazon with the fusible 100% cotton woven stabilizer.  It did not disappoint.  Dennis came down to check on me.  As it looked at various tee-shirts that had been cut to size, he commented that our toilet paper had more heft than some of the knit shirt designs.  I had to agree.  When cut into the knit it rolled up resembling one of those fruit roll-ups.  It was not my intention to spend any amount of time in the studio.  Dennis and I ascended to the first floor.  Time for reflection.

  A time back, my administrator to this blog, had made a comment if I was still comfortable doing a posting everyday.  It would be at my discretion if I felt I needed to make a change to lessening them.

  My daily postings may not always seem to have a heavy amount on content.  It’s about allowing me to express myself as thoughts come to mind.  Keeping up with local, state and federal news is important to me though I choose not to include any of that in my posts.  I may not have exposure to the wide world outside our home every day, every several days or even every week.  With somewhat limited mobility in large busy settings, how great that I have choices.  What is absent in my days are the exchanges of thoughts with family members where one simple thread leads to a volley of memories of days long gone by.  I live in the present and can articulate with the best, but I sure am not about to let go of sweet tender memories.  I do not sugar-coat memories.  Some can sting as if it were yesterday and not decades.  Memories such as those do not define the individual or individuals.  I can and do forgive, bit I am not one to forget.  Yup . . . it’s like a steep trap.

  If it has not been guessed by now . . . I am a very complicated Grammie type of being.  I thrive to learn.  I thrive to unravel solutions in my home and in my passions.  Very little overwhelms me. 

  Back to content of my postings: my days that I experience could write volumes, but I pride myself in limiting the daily posts to about 350 to 400 words.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:54 pm on June 8, 2025 Permalink  

  Perfect Day 

  With the clouds, mild temps and a brisk breeze, this would be my all time favorite perfect day.

  After a walk, I went right down into the studio.  The first thing I did was to cut open with the Worx scissor the four pack of C batteries I had bought in the grocery store yesterday.  I almost choked on the $13.98 price tag of them.  I had been without a radio for over a week in the studio.  I knew they were on the list for Sam’s Club the next time we went to Mankato for a better price in a larger volume container.  I had waited long enough. 

  The Worx scissor is going to come in handy for the encased plastic containers that are horrible to get open.

  Today was a tidy up day in the studio.  Odds and ends of purple fabric needed to be put away.  Some of the fabric was piecing materials and some of it was leftover flannel that I had used for the backing.  A Christmas placemat that I had embroidered.  I used my eight inch stool to take down the metal box of memorabilia items to add to it.  Wall shelves to the east and church tables to the west.  I had support.  Some of those items were taken down from the attic when Kersten was lending a hand.  Get it tidied up before the tee-shirts would take over!

  I picked out two red, white and blue wall hangings from the totes.  Bright colors for the living room.  Sometime the amount of wall hangings in the totes will need to be addressed with the kids.  Also there are two quilts that I did with Tri-Chem fabric paints.  One pattern is of Sun Bonnet Sue and the other is of Overall Sam.  I have kind of been kicking around selling those two.  Again addressing that with the kids sometime.  Not soon . . . just sometime.

  When Carrie’s had been here the day before Esther, Megan noted a few small ants in the bathroom.  I kidded her about having live entertainment.  Over time, they had been increasing.  Every day I would add another drop of Terro Ant Killer to the two pads in the areas behind the sink and next to the heat run.  I went outside to the east area that the bathroom was on the house.  No sign of ants outside.  Today, there was a lessening.  I have no idea what they were after.  More drops of the Terro for any late-comers.

  Dennis is feeling the day of walking at the acre with his brush killer yesterday.  The ole cowboy still thinks he is in his 20s.  I can’t do anything to change his mind about what he wants to do.  The 500 mg bottle of Tylenol rattled as he headed to his recliner for a nap.  I hope it helps where ever it hurts.

  We are having Manwich sandwiches, potato chips, coleslaw and pickles for supper.   

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥