Soooo Cliche
I will say right off the bat that I don’t expect there to be world peace, or “everyone loving each other,” or anything like that. What I am saying here is the great need for Christians to get their eyes off the temporal divisions and see our “enemies” for what they really are: our mission field. It’s way easier to neatly compartmentalize people as immoral reprobates than to actually get on their level and reach them for good. So, I guess my main point is perhaps an adopted cliche from – uh- the left. Let’s try peace, and instead of being inflammatory, we can try to do what good we can with love that transcends party lines.
Leo Tolstoy, Russian pacifist and author of ‘Brothers, Stop Killing Each Other’
Fall Goodies
I love fall! I love making a fire in our wood stove, seeing tamaracks turn brilliantly gold, and feeling that nip in the air. These are days for lots of coffee and tea, walking around Bigfork, getting good library books, and at night, watching long movies, dreaming of alpaca yarn, and of course, getting out the flannel PJ’s! Fall is also the perfect time for enjoying all the cold fruit in season, hence, excessive baking with (I wish) gorgeous cookwear. Have fun ogling my list of “warm fuzzies,” and enjoy the lovely sock gallery at the end.
Fabulous Le Crueset baker in a heart shape.
I found this one on a vintage clothing site. Just don’t wear it while you make apple cobbler.
Ok, this is bad. If copperwear makes your heart rate go up, there’s a problem.
It makes me want to dance!
Ok, now brace yourselves for the absolute CUTEST socks EVER!!
Pretty fair isle design from Ralph Lauren.
Running around in circles…
A bit- ahem- pink for me, but very cute nonetheless.
Thank you for joining me for this virtual shopping spree, and stay tuned for the next episode: Amazing Grays.
Arms Conference
Well, I hate to admit, but my rhetorical writing skills are suffering from acute inertia. I guess the prospect of airing my (like I’m so important) views went a little rancid. I’ll post a poem instead.
Arms Conference
Men died that you might sit at tables
Within some stately mirrored hall,
And there concoct your dreary fables
Of “Peace for all.”
Your wives disport in silks and sables
Designed to meet the worldly eye
As you sit at your polished tables
That men may die.
by Walter Shea
Because you all love me
Ok, I know was at least a little bit missed. Or maybe that’s wishful thinking. Anyway, I’m back now, so your lives may resume. With regard to the current political hoo-ha, I will be posting my view shortly. Of course, as some folks would all-too-cheerfully add, I do everything shortly. No wonder some of my TV heros include Robin Williams & Yoda.
Yesterday
We went up to Crane Mountain yesterday, and I was able to get some nice pictures. It’s so pretty up there this time of year.
More Tomorrow…
Hi folks! Just letting you know that I’m still here. (they haven’t caught me yet) and I’ll write tomorrow about some different stuff.
Relational Issues
Joe and I have an interesting (and sometimes abusive) relationship, as described above.
You may have noticed that my little character has shorter hair. So do I. After much debate and flip-flopping, I finally had Mrs. Underhill cut it for me. I’ll post pics whenever I get motivated enough. It is about shoulder-length now, and I love how bouncy and alive it feels!
The Live Experience
Last week, we got Keith Green’s live performance album. Now we’ve been on a major Greenathon. The live recordings and animated preaching is like nothing I’ve ever seen or heard before. 26 years after his death, Keith’s music is still impacting a lot of people. Go to the LDM site for info on other recordings, and to read some excellent articles by Keith and Melody.
“I repent of ever having recorded one single song, and ever having performed one concert, if my music, and more importantly, my life has not provoked you into Godly jealousy or to sell out more completely to Jesus!” -Keith Green
Trashy-Craft Revisited
Welcome to all dear souls interested in the refined and distinctive art of trash picking. It is not to be confused with dumpster-diving, pack-ratting, squirreling away, or junk collecting. No, no, this is frugal culture at it’s finest. My current project: transforming three empty wine bottles into corrals for my ever-on-the-lam knitting needles. With some TLC, paint, and a custom sweater, maybe I can turn them into something cute and functional. If not, I can just return them. Here’s what I’ve done so far.
All clean!!
More Stuff about Hannah
interesting factoids that you really wanted to know
What’s your favorite kind of clothes?
Flippy skirts, colorful leggings; stuff I can play in.
If you could be a piece of art, which would you choose?
One of DaVinci’s angels.
What movies/actors do you like best?
I don’t watch a lot of movies, but I really like Animal Farm, Jakob the Liar, and the Elephant Man, + DeMilles. Actors: Charlie Chaplin, James Stewart, John Hurt.
Are you Barbie doll, or Betty Spaghetti?
Polly Pocket.
What is you dream career?
Ready for this? Fashion designer. Or a journalist.
What’s your favorite animal?
Something that does a good job of not annoying me.
Do you have a favorite song?
Depends on my mood. Probably something either convicting, or really boppy.
What do you think about polls?
Most people have better things to do.
The election?
I’m OK, as long as they don’t elect me.
Environmentalism?
God made it. Let’s take care of it.
Favorite beverage?
Coffee. Water. Coffee. Tea. Coffee…
What about matrimony?
God’s got to do the shopping; I’m just going to check the guy out.
How many children do you want?
Anything’s fine.
How do you see yourself 50 years from now?
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