Waterfall

When we bought our farm, eight years ago, we did not even know that there was a waterfall here. I think it took a couple of months of exploration, once we moved out here, to realize what a treasure our land really is.

I think of this as a sacred spot, at least for me.  I can’t help but be thankful to God when I get over to our own, private waterfall.

waterfall

Trying hard to get my life more organized

And I’m not doing the greatest job. Boo.
Anyway, Russell and I have a booth at an upcoming Summer Fest in Lawrence, KS.  It’s a college town, and I think I should do better there than at other fairs.

I imagine my wool dryer balls should do well there, but I only have a few left over from the last wool dryer ball making frenzy I went through. I need to make at least 100 of them. It’s tedious, but people who are interested in not having to buy dryer sheets over and over and over often buy them, and do like them.

This is not a creative process, making all those wool dryer balls.  It is boring.  But, being able to sell those means I can buy more interesting materials to make more creative things with.

Does that make sense?

Miles, our grandson, is spending the week with us.  He is six  years old, and very busy. He’s smart and funny, and we love having him here.

I’m trying hard to figure out if he can help me make those wool dryer balls.

Hmmmmm.

Wet Felting Little Wool Balls

Sounds funny, doesn’t it? I like to make needlefelted angels to sell at Christmastime and fairies for other times of the year.

I start with a wet-felted head.  I just dyed a bunch of wool an acceptable shade of pink, so I’m making balls that will be turned into heads.

My hands get all pruney from the water and soap I use to felt the wool into balls.

I will take pictures of the proto-heads tomorrow, after they are dry.

Curious about people in your past?

I’m 62.  Once in awhile, I wonder what has happened to people I grew up with, people who were my friends, my classmates, guys I dated in high school.

I was not a popular girl. I’m the same person now, pretty much, as I was then. I am moody, tend to be a bit artsy fartsy, and I am very opinionated. I was also never invited into the cliques of the all-girl schools I attended.

Even so, there were some girls in grade school and high school who were friends of a sort. They would hang out with me, we would play together, spend the night at each other’s homes. But as we got older, those relationships pretty much disappeared. I was never as cool as those girls were, not from as wealthy a family, and I was uncomfortable around them, all things that probably drove them away as friends.

Anyway, I looked some of them up on Facebook. The first grade school friend I found on Facebook was Laurie Lamberton Rounds.  We were both horse crazy girls.  We both had tons of those lovely Breyer model horses, and I would cart my collection to her house, or Laurie would cart her collection to my house for a weekend of sleepovers and playing with the horses. I remember going out in my backyard and building fences for our horses with branches and sticks.

The only dolls the correct size for riding our Breyer horses were Madame Alexander dolls – with articulated legs.  (They don’t make them that way anymore).

I had the entire set of Little Women dolls, and those dolls found themselves riding our horses in their fancy gowns.

When we were a little older, we both took oil painting lessons from the same wonderful woman, Mrs. Stockstrom.  For $2, Mrs. Stockstrom taught about 10 ladies how to paint with oils in her basement each Saturday morning.  She was a wonderful lady.

Oh, and I forgot, we also rode horses together.

Anyway, I looked her up and found she had two profiles.  One is Laurie with her maiden name and married name, and the second with just her married name.

I thought about asking her to be friends until I saw her likes.  Rachel Maddow?! Obama?! How did two little girls grow up to be so freaking different?  She actually tried to start an anti-Tea Party group in St. Louis called the Coffee Party. (Proving how unimaginative the progressive Left is).

Well, this search ended in a dead end of sorts.  I have no desire to talk to someone I once thought was my bestest friend on Earth.

Oh, I just remembered.  She stole my boyfriend, Chris Meyer, when I was 16.  I didn’t want to be friends with her again anyway. 🙂

Here’s a Living Concrete That Repairs Itself

Wow, living in the part of the country where weather causes a lot of damage to roads, sidewalks, etc, I see a lot of cracked concrete, and it is very expensive to fix.

This could be a wonderful alternative to the current way roads are built.

I bet, though, that labor unions will object to this brilliant idea.

Do read the entire article, it’s short and very informative.

The bacillus bacteria comes out of its spore hibernation when activated by water and thrives in the concrete environment. They’re stored in a small plastic bubble along with calcium lactate, which is mixed in with the concrete. When cracks form and water gets in, it melts the plastic shell, exposing the bacteria to the water. The microorganisms come out of dormancy and feed on the calcium lactate, producing limestone inside the concrete.

via Here’s a Living Concrete That Repairs Itself.

Expect even more executive power grabs from Hillary | WashingtonExaminer.com

Obama expanded his power domestically far more than any other president in memory. His executive action on immigration is a good example of legislating from the bureaucracy by implementing policies directly contrary to existing law and anything Congress would be willing to do. So too his use of Environmental Protection Agency rulemaking power to remake the energy sector where previous efforts to do the same legislatively had gone nowhere. And let’s not forget Obama’s unilateral changes to Obamacare to postpone its day of financial reckoning beyond the 2014 elections.

Read the whole thing.  Hillary will be far worse in claiming power that does not belong to the president.

via Expect even more executive power grabs from Hillary | WashingtonExaminer.com.