Thursday, January 30, 2014

The Cricket Chair and New Clothes

In my last note I alluded to some projects I'd gotten done within the past month or two. One of the biggest projects, may not be that big of a deal to some folks, but for me, yes, it was.  I enjoyed every minute of it. I recovered this old cricket chair. When I got to work I discovered it actually had several layers of cloth - 4 to be exact - the other times it had merely been covered up!
This go-round I got down to the skeleton of the chair.
two of four coverings to get off
totally bare and a good washing using Murphy's Oil Soap
Oiling the springs
old upholstery material for the seat
tacks and my hammer
and 'ta-da' - using some new material, this chair is ready for use!
I looked up this type of chair online because I wasn't sure if 'the cricket chair' was a nickname my Mom had given it or if indeed that was its true label and yes, I found "vintage cricket chairs" exactly like mine.

I could've bought a new chair I guess, but I'm really good at loving used but good stuff. This chair holds so many memories! I remember my Dad rocking in this chair - (in my mind's eye I can see him and even hear him as he rocked and sang!). Dad and Mom gave me the chair when our first baby came along. I rocked our 4 babies in it, and it was one of the few furnishings I never parted with when we made our various moves. So happy this is done and that the old chair was given 'new life'. Sometimes, you just know something you love is a "keeper". Now I'm rocking my grand-babies in it.
While doing this project I started exploring various notions. Like: some times in our own life we may just want to cover up the ugly rather than get down to the 'skeleton' of what matters. Or, we just take the quickest route to 'look' good. I don't mean getting rid of all that makes us who we are - good memories are just that - good and precious, and we even gain some mighty fine lessons from some bad times. Every so often though, we're just layering on good to cover up some 'baggage' that really needs cleaned up. It's a good thing to totally get rid of the yuckie layers - just throw them off, clean up, oil out a few squeaking spots and get a totally fresh start. Really, who'd go buy a new suit of clothes and just cover up the old?

So, chosen by God for this new life of love, dress in the wardrobe God picked out for you: compassion, kindness, humility, quiet strength, discipline. Be even-tempered, content with second place, quick to forgive an offense. Forgive as quickly and completely as the Master forgave you. And regardless of what else you put on, wear love. It’s your basic, all-purpose garment. Never be without it. Colossians 3:12-14

I like that: "Wear Love." 
(and I'm always up for fresh starts!)

I'm playing along with Miss Jenny ... K for It's a Keeper - the vintage cricket chair
and I thought I'd visit the Shady Porch - chilly or not, I love a good rocking chair! 

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Let's Try This Again ...

Well, here I go  - making a start on blogging again - kinda took a hiatus - I've got so many things in my head and just had to 'study' on them awhile. I think I've come to 'terms' with myself.
My heart is full with fun, precious times spent with family and super cool adventures in the horizon like:
  • children and the grands coming and going
  • fun during the holidays - decorating, sewing and baking 
  • big and little thoughts on life 
  •  my place in the scheme of things
  • new ideas being tossed around
  • old but still desirable dreams waiting to be fulfilled
  • a possible trip to Honduras (eeeekkkk!!!!)
I'm glad it's 'Today'. I love Wednesdays - always have. For me, Wednesdays are wonderful and it's a good place in the middle of the week. Because I grew up in a church-going home and then married a man who leads his house well, congregational  mid-week Bible study has always been a part of my life. That's a major plus on my journey, and I'm so very thankful to have the privilege to gather with 'the family' for a time of study. Some people may call it an interruption, I call it a gift. I don't take it for granted and I know, I am blessed.
I'm glad it's 'Winter'. There have been several days lately having the threat of snow - it was a 'no-show' each time. Actually, that's okay by me. I love the naked trees, the winter birds playing outside my window, and the sound of my wind chimes dancing in the cold, brisk breeze. Yes, today is crisp  and clear - and if one has to be in the middle of winter then, it's a pretty doggone good day!
grand-baby girls enjoying a cold but sunny day
crystal-clear across the pasture to the Blue Ridge horizon - love that winter-blue sky

Every where I look and in all I feel this day I give praise to the Father for his wonderful-winter-world.

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