The Face of Joy

After a weekend of Joy and Kentucky. . . I now have a study in the faces of Joy.

ENJOY!










lets not forget Kentucky was around too.

Spring in MyddleSee

Tucked under the grape arbor
Behind the garden bench
The gateway to MyddleSee you are able to glimpse.

Sometimes you only see plants
Sometimes you see our hovels
So beware of the human rake the mowers and the shovels.

For those who believe
In wee folk and the like
They shall find the path and know where to hike.

So come join the revelry
The pageantry so grand
In our mystical magical wee fairy land.

Leave cares at the gate
Look for fortunes not
Your life as a Fae is now your lot.

Return to your realm
Is never allowed
Say farewell to Disney and hello to Froud.












3 more hovels are in the construction phase.
A cat was almost harmed in the photography session, as he decided he needed to fit through the gateway. He didn't duck low enough. He earned the name Monster this evening.

Shades of Grey

Experimenting in BW and I get very angry that it looks so grainy. WHY!
The color fotos turn out fine, but BW looks pixelated

Daffodilly's

Time for the grandkid pictures. This was yesterday afternoon.
PEEK A BOO


The Devil on Scooter Wheels

One for Ewe and One for Me

I can hear Brenda now. HA And you thought you were getting a good deal!!!

House sitting for friends while they are off in New Zealand of all places. I have one cat to feed and 6 sheep. And my pay. . .the wool from the latest slaughteredd Baa Baa.
Now this is not pretty wool. These sheep don’t get primped or shampooed.
BUT it’s wool that I can use for many inside jobs.

Step one, bring the sheep home.This is ONE sheep.
Here is the bag with 3 batches out of it already. I used the broom to give a reference of how big the bag is.



Here is one batch in it’s second wash cycle. Yes that is brown water, and it is the SECOND washing.



And here is the drying wool out on the deck. It is not CLEAN CLEAN yet. But it is on it’s way.


Next steps, washing again, then carding.

Such potential. . . .it makes me squirm with delight!

I have often said I would live in a log cabin in a split second as long as I have running water I am ok. I can do without electricity. Cleaning this wool makes me reflect on those thoughts. I still want to live in the country. And just this past week Hubby said he would have like to live on a small land patch with goats or sheep a few chickens and such. NOW HE TELLS ME! He says his job has trapped him and would not have allowed for that life. I disagree strongly. His job did not trap him. He trapped himself. He just didn’t act on his dreams.

I am glad mom mother allowed me to dream. And pursue them.

MyddleSee

Margery Muckleston did marry Peri Muckleston, though it be a hasty match and of small portion. Yet she was a very handsome gentlewoman and of masculine spirit.
She would not suffer him to intermeddle with her concerns within doores, and she endeavored to keep a good house. But this did cause them to keep an unquiet house, and many contests did happen between them which ended without blows but much pride broken.



Now Peri Muckleston did leave this world and left behind Margery to tend her business and the only child they did bring forth. Eavan Muckleston is but 9 years of age now and will be apprenticed to Orlan Shooze the Tool master in MyddleSee once he reaches the age of 12. Until that time he does as he should in his mother’s shop. Yet it has been known that Eavan can at times be knotty and of ill temper. It be best to avoid his irksome tyrades by feeding him chocolate.

Margery plys the needle quite well and none could say otherwise. Her fingers being nimble and her gift fyne indeed shee would stitch into a fae garment all protections or easements necessary. It be knownst to all in MyddleSee that the Queen did come to Margery to stitch the first gown the Fae princess Marissa did wear and every gown there after. Thus speaks of the skills Margery Muckleston of MyddleSee.

Many pictures follow of Margery's home. I made this fairy house into a sewing basket/purse. Seeing it in person will allow you into a secret world of the fairies. There are things that are not what they seem in this home.







Under a bush at the corner of the house be a wonderful hiding place for many of Eavan's friends. Be cautious when you past by the home. These bothersome youths have been known to snatch innocent fairies and jail them for thier dust and other such pranks.

This house is made of natural items, leather, wool,hemp, cotton, jute, glass, metal. There are only 3 items not natural and thost is 3 flower beads that are plastic, the moss yarn is polyester and one of the threads I embroidered with was Rayon. Even the structure inside is recycled heavy duty cardboard.


Of course the language I told the story in is old English lifted from a book written in 1709. the story is mine but the language is not, this is to explain what may seem like a lot of Typos!

Growth patterns

With tape measure in hand I tackled 3 of the grandkids last night. Interesting findings.
Kentucky - 6 years old
45" tall
23" waist
27" pant length
Korban - 4 years old
40" tall
22" waist
23" pant length
Joy - 2 years old
35" tall
20" waist
19" pant length

Now study these numbers. What do we see? Poor Korban. His pant length is only one inch different than his waist. Where as Kentucky has 4 inch difference. And Joy is one inch short on her pant length. But we should expect that not only from a girl but from a 2 year old.
Korban can wear Kentucky's pants but they have to be cuffed up REAL BIG.

It is also interesting that there is 5 inch differences in the 22 months between each kid.
I need to remember to do this again next year same time and see if the ratios stay the same. Does this sound like I am doing a case study?

Korban sporting a bubble bath beard he had to jump out of the tub and run to me to show off. obviously some of the bubbles had popped by the time he got to me but he still was proud of his beard.

Kentucky being Kentucky in front of the camera.

Messy faced but still cute Joy.