slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Author: Laurie
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I’m drinking my coffee on the deck this morning, thanking God for, among other things, the fact that I don’t have to worry about whether any of my cats are involved in the screaming cat fight going on across the block. Theo is yowling at the back door. He was obviously an inside-outside cat in…
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I have a lot of continuing projects going on, and I don’t like to repeat myself so often, so I haven’t been posting lately. I visited my mother over Easter weekend, and went to church with her Sunday morning, even though I swore never to do so again. That might give you the idea –…
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From my first website, “Jazzcat Productions”: THE HUMBLE BEGINNINGS by Jasmine O’Neill I was found as a small kitten trotting down a busy major thoroughfare in Greensboro, N.C. Sandy was with a friend at the vet when he spotted me and discovered I was up for adoption. Of course he was entranced with my beauty…
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Miss Jasmine “Jazz” O’Neill Rest in Peace Summer 1994-April 26, 2011 She was our princess and one of the smartest cats we ever knew. She was tiny and fearless and totally all about Jazz. She was Sandy’s baby girl. Here is a link to the “Jazz O’Neill Fan Club World Headquarters.” This came from one…
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Wow, was this ever a long week! But it has been a wonderful week, in its own way. I debated whether to mention this, but I don’t think Sandy would mind. We hit a rough patch, and last week I really thought it was over. But we managed to talk honestly and thoroughly to each…
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The first harvest was carrots, and they have been eaten. These are mostly baby leeks, probably with a few green garlic bulbs in there. I’m going to chop them up, make cock-a-leekie soup and freeze some of it for stock. They had taken over some prime garden real estate and had to go. I did…
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Well, almost. I’m going to weave another half inch of blue to turn back for a hem at the top. And I’m trying to decide between the names “Puget Sound Sunrise” and “Port Townsend Sunrise” – I like the second for the preciseness of location, but the first for the sound of it, and that…
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I’m surprised that I haven’t posted for a whole week. Not much has happened. I’ve pretty much been lazy – my left hand is not much better and my right hand started acting up. So I’ve gone back to the braces about half the time. I really hate those braces. The Back Forty is calling…
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This is another tiny book for which I made the components in Albie Smith’s class at An Artful Journey, then bound it later at home. The cover is made with a thick gesso stenciled on bookboard, then painted. The stitch is “French twist” or “herringbone.” The paper is Stonehenge and will stand up to wet…
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Feeling kind of blue – I can’t tell any difference in my hand after three days. The Hand-to-Hand Market was fun, but I guess that I can stop expecting to sell books at these one-day events. I did sell a Squirtly print and a Squirtly card, which did not make up for the very inexpensive…
slowly she turned 