Found Containers as Drawer Organizers

I love the jigsaw puzzle of a drawer, fitting all the little things in there so that people can grab what they need and also see the obvious spot to put it back.  Of course, this does not mean the drawer stays tidy or the things put themselves away again in their spot.

I do not buy drawer organizers anymore.  I use little boxes, bins, cups, and oddities when I can.

And I keep a spot in a closet just for this kind of random, found storage container.  The containers are all just shoved in there as I collect them.

I love learning to look differently at things, to see opportunities where previously I did not.  

We Wear Black and Navy

I avoided navy for years because I hated trying to match navies.  I was raised in The Mennonite Women Match Everything universe (motto:  match or die in the mall trying).  I have clear memories of my mother hunting specific blouses all over the mall to match specific flowers in a skirt she was lugging from her closet.

After years of playing with fabric, I do not match my colors like that, but I still kept navy and black separate in my wardrobe.  Then Carly introduced me to the idea of wearing black and navy together.

How does that strike you?  Would you (do you) wear black and navy together?

Me, I thought it didn't "match."  And then I had a long talk about color with Rebecca, and I realized that I do not generally wear neutrals together.  I like to mix colors - red and burgundy is one of my current favorites.

thanks to my husband for the photos

So I thought I would see if I could marry the black and navy in my wardrobe.  And I liked the resulting outfit.  It's not easy to tell from the photos, but the sweater is navy and white, the skirt and boots are black.

And Genevieve was skipping ahead of me on the way home from church and I did admire her vintage navy coat against her black tights. . .

I think I wear navy and black together now!

A Nice Winter Breakfast

Cardamom Braid and Tracy's winter fruit salad. Black coffee for the bigs and milky mint tea for the littles.

The cardamom bread needs more work before I recommend it to you.  Cardamom is probably my favorite spice and I clearly remember the first time I tasted it.  I was a sophomore in high school and my friend Krista brought a loaf of cardamom bread to school and shared it around as we walked through the lobby.  The flavor was exquisite and exotic.

The fruit salad is absolutely delicious.  The only tweak I made on Tracy's recipe was toasting the pecans and coconut.  I highly recommend it.

We ate in the extra-bright winter light from snow still on the ground.  But then there was plenty of sunshine in the afternoon when we watched a sugar maple being tapped.  The sap is running and spring is coming!  I've had my fill of winter - and what a tremendous lot of winter we got this year - and I'm eager for spring.

The Extra Pillow

Time was when two sofa pillows total was plenty on our two sofas.  Then, Genevieve began perching on the end of a sofa Sunday afternoons, joining her father and me for reading and napping.  She needed a pillow to lean against.

It was a plain olive green pillow, and I decided to dig deeper into my scraps and make a cover for it.  I am so pleased with this side.  I love it.  I was thinking "rich red" and I love the results.

It's not shown in the photos, but I installed a dark zipper along one of the purple edges so the cover can be removed from the pillow.

But I'm not very fond of this side.  I handquilted a large spiral on it in green perle cotton. I can't quite figure out why I don't like this side.

Walk with me down this rabbit trail that will lead back to the patchwork: I was thinking of outfits this morning as I dragged my market cart home through the slush.  How some people match up all their colors very carefully and that bores me.  Then some people put on such a random assortment of clothes, styles, prints, and colors that I'm confused:  did they just put on the nearest things at hand?  This train of thought led to a new, helpful metaphor for myself:  I want my clothes and patchwork to be in harmony.  I am blending several notes that are beautiful together, not the same (matching) note over and over, but also not a fist-thump on the keyboard with discordant notes.  Occasionally there's an unexpected grace note.  Harmonious.

I'm not ready to ditch the time and fabric that went into the un-harmonious side of the pillow.  I am pondering what else to do to it to make it blend or burst forth or turn into more than the sum of its parts.  Any ideas?

Kitchen Pets

I have gradually developed a real zoo of bacteria in my kitchen.

The yogurt.  The kefir.  The kombucha. The sourdough starter.

I usually have one fermented vegetable mix in the fridge.  This is a mix of root veggies and ginger with leeks.

Then I'm growing sprouts in the little niche above the oven hood.  I have to remind myself to look in on them several times a day when they're growing.  This jar is sitting in a sunny windowsill to develop the green in the sprouts.

I like tending to these things as I wait for a child to finish a meal, wait for the coffee to perk, or just keep house as the snow falls outside.  I'm not a very successful gardener outside, but inside, my houseplants and kitchen pets are doing just fine.  What about you?

A White Valentine's Day

More snow: thirteen more inches on top of the four that was already hanging around.  At this point, my children wake up on weekdays and ask me if they have school.  School days are the exception, not the rule.

Thus, we have an entire batch of caramel popcorn to eat for breakfast (no school Valentine's party for Ben to take it to). I left the cayenne out of this batch to be kind to the kindergartners.  I was thinking as I stood in the kitchen staring at the snow that maybe I should make another batch with. . . rosemary. . .

Ben helped me make more peanut butter.  It's so pretty, wreathed in the bowl.  And it's warm, too, from the motor, so it's perfect for tasting.

I whipped up a denim pant-leg bag for Ben's valentines.  I used wide bias tape to finish the top cut edge and add a handle.  Then I cut a red oval and sewed it to the bottom to make a narrow bucket.  I couldn't resist putting on a plaid heart.  The valentines are written up and waiting for whenever school happens again.

Genevieve's bag with the ruffle is from preschool.

Fortunately, my husband and I don't have to cancel our Valentine's date because the babysitting (a date-night trade with friends) and the restaurant are just a snow-booted walk away.  Happy Valentine's Day to you!

A Leather Envelope for the Tablet

There's a new technology baby at our house.  My husband bought a tablet for less than $100.  After several weeks, this is how it is used:

1.  quick checks in the early morning to see if school is delayed or cancelled
2. Downton Abbey watching from a comfier spot than our desks
3. resource at meetings away from home
4. math flash cards for Genevieve
5. alarm clock
6.  Tetris for the kids - occasionally

There is some overlap with our computers, of course, but I've been surprised at how handy the tablet is proving to be.  By way of reference, we don't have smartphones, ipods, or GPS.  Our laptop is ancient and slow - my husband mainly uses it to practice for exams. We have a TV that we use for playing DVDs only.

I sewed it a leather pocket with a closure like an old-fashioned envelope.  I used a "leather needle" (whatever that does) in my sewing machine and a piece of soft, beige scrap leather from our local fabric outlet.  I mainly use the leather envelope when I'm taking the tablet out of the house.

My husband is interested in the kind of tablet cover that opens like a book and holds the tablet to one leaf with elastic loops.

The children hover around the tablet like bees around a flower.  I'm sure we will need to discuss appropriate technology use with them, but for now, we're just winging it and hoping we're decent role models.