Monday, June 11, 2018

Just a Weekend in June

 It started with our Guild's end of year dinner.  In a noisy sports bar, 17 women and 40 TV screens.
 I love each of these amazing women.  We mostly yelled at each other, the atmosphere not really conducive to conversation, but a good time was had, and another fruitful year of service to our community.
 My handsome date to our next event.  The wedding of Kathleen and Nick.  Kathleen the dear daughter of my amazing friend Jean. 
 We had never attended a event in a venue like this.  Perfectly millennial.  Bocce courts!  Bowling alleys.  It was a perfect summer night, and the bride was beautiful.
 The venue was covered but open to the summer breezes. 

 We sat with our dear friends Jane and Bob and Kathy and Jim, dear Aunt and Uncle of the bride.
 It was was my sweetheart's birthday.  He was happily remembered with a da da da da da da, TODAY IS YOUR BIRTHDAY, sung by the Beatles and a big delicious cupcake, brought to the table by the bride herself.  Such a great surprise! (Kind like her Mother!)
 Our friend and Mother of the Bride Jean was not able to attend the reception.  Jean watched the private wedding ceremony at home, while dear Tom walked Kathleen up the aisle. I missed my friends and ached that they had to miss most of the festivities.  I took a bunch of photos to share with them...you know professional wedding photos take a while.  Walgreen's printed my photos the next morning while we waited.  Jean and Tom were able to share some of the happy moments.  That's Jean and Tom on their happy day just a few years back.
The beautiful bride and groom.  They radiated happiness!
Donna, on the left and friend and Guild Sister Susan
 We were not done after the wedding  Donna, dear guild sister and friend was celebrating her retirement and 39th birthday. By the time we arrived things were winding up.  Still got to hug a bunch of our mutual friends and wish this amazing woman happiness and love always.  Donna is a bright light in our Guild and in our lives.
 Remember that handsome guy with the cupcake?  We celebrated my dearest with a family birthday dinner.  Never mind the candles...a make due...Penny's 6th birthday candle and a dusty single candle found in the drawer.  I'll never tell his real age, but he is much younger than me.
 All the kids and Elizabeth, Greg and Jimmy.  We enjoyed lasagna and meatballs. 

 Even thought to hand the camera to our son Jon for a rare photo.  I'm usually the one taking all the pictures.
 The kids played pictionary with Penny.  Hair was braided.  Naps were taken, baseball games watched
Funny stories shared about Dad that had us all laughing.
This girl makes any visit a party.

Our summer weekends are never this busy, but it was fun to see friends and share the happiness of a couple starting out, a woman starting a new chapter, and a husband...
I sang this to him on his birthday, first thing...
On the day that you were born 
the angels got together 
and decided to create a dream come true...
He really is, a dream come true.  So grateful for him and all he provides for us, especially the love.
He's devastatingly handsome, kind and generous to a fault, the best Dad, the silliest Grandpa, my best friend and sweetheart.  Happy Birthday my love.

Thanks for stopping by and for your kindness.
Enjoy this beautiful day.
Love, Penny

Monday, June 4, 2018

"I have to go to bed by day...


That title is from the poem, Bed in Summer by Robert Louis Stevenson.  Strange thing about being a grownup, I wanted to go to bed last night when it was still light.  I was tired after a day in the garden.

The first peonies are in bloom.  The beautiful fragrance comes through the open windows, even on the second floor.
 I picked a bunch and they stay for days.
 When all the ants are off the tasty blooms, I bring them inside to enjoy and remember. We always had peonies growing up.
 We headed to a rummage sale on the North Shore in Winnetka.  Loved these Gothic windows.
 It was a lovely place but the rummage sale was pricey.  My dearest round some DVD movies but I left empty handed.
 On the way I saw a log cabin.  We headed back towards home the same way and stopped to check it out.

 There she is.  Isn't she lovely.  I thought she might be an historic sight but she was built for students at the nearby Crow Island School.  They use this cabin to experience pioneer living.
 Seems the Crow Island School is very famous, but this cabin is not.  Just part of the curriculum.
 I believe that this applies to the school itself, but I couldn't find much about the cabin.
 Anyway, I fell in love.  The cabin itself and the Crow Island Woods where it stands are just beautiful.
 We were not able to go inside.

 It is made from a log cabin from southern Illinois.
 I was hoping to see a pioneer looking out of the window.




Love the happy serendipitous way we found this gem.
 Later after seeing this cool store on Facebook we drove straight down Route 14 for 39 miles!
To Twill Cottage in Walworth, Wisconsin.
 Such a charming store and the owner Deb was so friendly and kind.  Handmade candles, beautiful benches and refinished furniture. 
 This wall was covered in book pages, so beautifully done.  Handmade pillows galore.
 We had a nice conversation and purchased a couple of cool items.  Local girls, (and we think 39 miles is local), check out this awesome shop.
 On the way back there was a parade we were trying to avoid.  My dearest took a detour that had us driving in the country for almost a half hour.  We didn't know where we were, but enjoyed every minute.
 The land all green and that smell of June, when everything is growing.
 How beautiful and big the world is.

 How we love a long ride in the country.
 This is what I bought at the Twill Cottage.
 This cool enameled office sign for my dearest.  (It may go on the bathroom door, if you get my drift.;-)
 I follow Miss Mustard Seed's blog but have never tried her milk paint.  I bought a sample size to try.
A pretty green for a bench I found at the thrift.
 Well this happened.  A large branch from our neighbor's old willow is wedged in four of our trees.
 It's always something...Remember Roseann Roseannadanna?  If it's not one thing it's another.

 Here's a little photo diary of my work around the deck...

 Our fairy garden is growing...

 All the pots are planted.






 I love looking out my kitchen window,
 or walking up my front walk this time of year.
                                              
 Counting my blessings.

 The bittersweet has come back like gangbusters!
Everything so green and lush. 
Beauty in every season.

Bed in Summer by Robert Louis Stevenson

In winter I get up at night 
And dress by yellow candle-light. 
In summer, quite the other way, 
I have to go to bed by day. 

I have to go to bed and see 
The birds still hopping on the tree, 
Or hear the grown-up people's feet 
Still going past me in the street. 

And does it not seem hard to you, 
When all the sky is clear and blue, 
And I should like so much to play, 
                                        To have to go to bed by day? 

                         Thanks for stopping by and for your kindness always.
                                              Enjoy this beautiful day.
                                                      Love, Penny