11–16 of 16 entries from the month of: September 2011

2011 Knits

September 12th

The net sum of all I’ve knit this year — one item.

Three button wrap for Meg

 

Three button wrap for Meg

Three button wrap for Meg

And only 9 months late — a Christmas gift for Meg.

~K

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Domestic Art, Handmade goods, Happy Hippie, Heirloom Homestead
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Wily Fox…

September 9th

The recipe for a smelly, heaving first community dinner in Colorado?

Take one crock of green chile, a dozen peanut butter cookies, a large green salad, a couple bottles of wine and fridge of beer, and a handful of friends who say nice things like, “Hey! It smells great in here!”

Crock Pot Green Chile

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One stinky woodland animal who had apparently had chorizo for lunch and couldn’t find the forest pharmacy for some Pepto

 

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a house full of giant, energized, curious dogs who in a moment of horrible judgment decided to teach that sick fox/raccoon/unicorn a lesson by rolling around in the mess 2 minutes after guests arrived.

Peanut butter pumpkin

Stinky, poopy dogs run back into the kitchen. Guests begin gagging. Night takes a very — let’s say interesting — turn.

From Sheila's garden

Dear Woodland Animals,

I realize I’ve introduced a new killer to your territory. This is not the way keep me from adopting yet another version, only bigger. Also? Get out of my garden! And consider seeing a gastroenterologist. Geez.

~K

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Video Tutorial: Embellished Baby Onesie

September 7th

Bianca recently purchased her first sewing machine and asked if I’d help her learn how to use it. Me, teaching sewing. I know. I know.

Sewing Tutorial for Bianca

While I grew up with my mama’s sewing machine on the kitchen table, I never took home ec or had any desire to be artistic. Have you met my mother? Better yet, have you met her sewing?  It’s like a composer’s kid being tone deaf. Or Kim Kardashian’s kids being nuns. I was adamant. Stubborn. Obstinante, one might say. I had zero use or interest in anything that had any scent whatsoever of eu de Housewife.

Sewing Tutorial for Bianca

Fast forward until I became a citizen of Dormistan. The land of honey and irony,  all-you-can-eat-and-weight-you-can-gain-buffets and $18 checking account balances. Skipping the beat of the dance clubs for the hum of a new sewing machine was an easy decision. The latter never required: Spanx, boys, cash, or my self-conscious awkwardness in public. I was a confident know-it-all in class. I was a shy, nervous wreck at an underage club.

Sewing Tutorial for Bianca

Today I’m a fair combination of both, but do have a bit more balance between the social and the sewing. Sadly, 9 out of 10 projects still look like something off of Regretsy. But I can’t stop. I’ve got a closet full of fabric, a binder full of patterns and am slowly but surely becoming more comfortable with my modernized Laura Ingalls Wilder spirit.

Sewing Tutorial for Bianca

{My version of the Oregon Trail would be by Prius. With stops along the way for hiking, sleeping under the stars and hitting the half annual sales at any Nordstrom en route. Wineries, pedicures, fly fishing for dinner. I’m pretty sure Laura would have been all about getting her eyebrows waxed, hitting a hot yoga class and gossiping about that wicked Nellie Oleson over happy hour. Something tells me the oxen and cholera wouldn’t be missed.}

Sewing Tutorial for Bianca

The first video sewing 101 tutorial, for sweet Bianca and girls everywhere who celebrate their inner modern pioneering spirit:*

Happy trails, friends!

~k

* there is a clever joke to be made about how a current Laura Ingalls Wilder would kick some Kardash ass, and what a large task that would be, and her video skills being used for good, nor horror. But I’ll leave that to you…

 

 

 

 

 

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Visit

September 4th

Desert Beauties

Thankful for a quick and lovely trip back to Phoenix that was just long enough to make me miss Nelson and the mountains. Celebrated my grandfather’s 85th birthday, had lunch with family in Tucson, howled with laughter during several dinners with the crew, and even got to visit my church.

There wasn’t enough time to see all those I love and miss, but there was enough to make me miss my new home.

Sometimes the cactus is always greener.

~K

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40th

September 2nd

Bag for Tina

A former coworker turned 40 last week; the celebration gave me a much needed nudge to try Amy Butler’s charm clutch pattern.

Bag for Tina

I anticipate making many, many more of these with what I learned after the first go-round — including one for me, with vintage trim I tucked away for the perfect project.

~K

 

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Thrift + Gift

September 1st

Gardening thirds

I’m not sure where I originally heard the theory of gardening in thirds, but I’d guess it was from my Grandma Maxine. She grew up on a farm in Pennsylvania during the Great Depression and was forever transformed. She is exceptionally thrifty, I’d guess in part because she was no stranger to hunger as one of five kids. She is also exceptionally generous. She has led a life of giving. Thrift and gift are forever entwined in her view; the more clever you are with money and supplies, the more you can help — and in this case feed — others.

Gardening thirds

Gardening in thirds goes a bit like this: when planning your garden boxes, you plant three times as much as you anticipate needing. One third comes home to your kitchen. The next third is sacrificial — you anticipate losing this to the critters in the yard. This is, after all, organic gardening. And the final third is to be giving to others. Could be your neighbors, or in this case — the local food bank.

Gardening thirds

Metro CareRing is a unique food bank to Denver for several reasons. The director, Lynne, noted her favorite room at their small facility is the produce space. In this area, clients can select the fruits and vegetables they want to take home. This reduces waste and provides a bit of humanity to those in need. They have a choice; they are not simply given a box and expected to make the best of it for the next month.

Gardening thirds

And so, when the radishes were begging to be picked, their purple bodies bulging from the earth, to the food bank they went.

Thank you, Grandma Max. You’ve taught me more than I can say.

~K

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