20 July 2010

Farmers' Market and More



This past Saturday my DH and I ventured out to the Boulder Farmers' Market and Arts & Crafts Festival. And despite it being a very, very hot day we had a great time.



The market is held in the most wonderful and convenient location, at Boulder Central Park, right in the heart of downtown. You just wouldn't expect to find such a large, lush park just off of Pearl Street. Of course, the park comes complete with a creek running through it. And on this HOT day, it's no wonder that we saw so many people tubing down it. It's been along time since I watched children play in a creek, with all of the laughter, screams, and excitement.

Yet there was such a peaceful quality to the setting. So many folks enjoying their picnics, furbabies socializing, couples walking hand in hand, and a variety of musical entertainment in the background.



Sadly, we didn't purchase any of the produce offered because of the heat and packing it around all day just didn't seem like a very good idea. Next time we know to bring a cooler with us (duh!).

We did find some fun and interesting items during our time there. And DH was sure that I would just have to have one of everything. LOL. There might have just been too many beautiful and unique items to choose from because I can home with very little in my bag. One of my favorites was this booth named The Cat & The Fiddle. I just loved how vintage spoons and other utensils, tea pots, etc., were used to make chimes, cake testers, book marks and the like.



When we were done 'window shopping' at the booths in the park we wondered across the street to the Pearl Street Mall. I love this place with its many, many specialty shops and eateries spanning for blocks along Pearl Street. The buildings have a very old-time feel and look to them and they are facing each other across a very, very wide walking area full of tent like booths/kiosks full of every imaginable form of art and other wares. The entire 'mall' feels very park like with its tall shade trees, brick streets/walks, bronze statues, play and seating areas. You will also find a wide variety of street musicians and entertainers.







(a little note here - don't forget to take a few dollar bills with you to say, "THANK YOU" to the musicians and entertainers)





BTW, how many humans does it take to hold up a unicycle?



Three of course, according to this cute little squirrel who was just hanging out near by and eating a ring of lemon.



And in case you're wondering...this was my only purchase of the day. Right after we entered the market I found this wonderful little booth selling herbs, and such and I picked up this great smudge stick. I can hardly begin to describe how wonderful the blend of herbs smell. And I have to say that for only $5 this was a steal!


It's been far too long since I last smudged my home. And considering all of the events that have taken place in my life lately, chasing away the negative energy, doing a good cleansing, being able to ground and center, and to relax is WAY over due! But more about that later.

By about 2:30 PM, DH and I were hot, tired, and hungry so we stopped here for lunch. Can you believe how many youngsters don't even know what a phone booth looks like? I would love to have one in my basement.



Just as you would expect, the interior is fixed up to look like an English Pub, complete with street signs and other things London-like. It's really quite quaint. Unfortunately my photos are too dark to post. The food was very good and reasonably priced. The service was also good and fast! And on the weekends they feature a Do It Yourself Bloody Mary Bar. How cool is that?!?!

That's all for now, folks! Have a great rest of the day.

Until Next time...Happy Needling!!!

Gerry

12 July 2010

Witch's Hat

Some time back I saw this post about a Witchi-poo-hat over at MamaBear's blog and I knew that I had to try my hand at it.

Since I didn't plan on making a full size, wearable hat, I used "A Mini Witch's Hat" pattern that I found HERE. But when I printed it out, it was about pincushion size and that's not what I had in mind either. In the end I opted to make the hat a little larger and just have a fun decorative item to display. The finished hat is 9 1/2 " tall by 9" across.

I did have to do some tweaking to the pattern as I was putting it together. And I chose to substitute some of the materials to suit my purposes. As such, if you decide to try your hand at making one of these lovely little hats, I would suggest doing a practice run before you actually begin your masterpiece. Do-overs can be frustrating and disappointing!

So, without further adieu.............drum roll please.............

My finished Witch's Hat -












Thanks for visiting and please be sure to let me know if you decide to make a Witch's Hat of your own. I would love to see your photos, too.



Until Next time...Happy Needling!!!

Gerry

10 July 2010

In Loving Memory of Our Mother

I have returned home but bring a great heaviness of heart with me. I will treasure the last few weeks I spent with her. And knowing that she is no longer in pain is a welcome relief to all of us but it helps little right now to fill the emptiness of her passing.






Patricia Elaine (Dirkson) Adams
June 18, 1943 – July 2, 2010






Pat, or Patty as she was known to most, was born in Utah at LDS hospital and grew up in the Ogden and Salt Lake areas. She was the third of four girls born to Donald Duane Dirkson and Betty Irene Martin. Her upbringing was at times chaotic and tumultuous. She attended both public and Catholic schools, moving often in her younger years. She completed the 10th grade before leaving home. She later obtained her GED certificate, with 3 children in tow.

Pat had a gypsy heart and found it difficult to stay in one place very long. From 1973-1998 Utah was primarily her home base but she had also lived in California, South Carolina and Alabama. In 2003 she moved to Arizona where she resided until her death.

She married three times and had five children. She loved her children very much and through all the rough years, she did her best to protect and provide for them. She coached little league baseball for her boys. Attended school and sporting events for her kids. In her later years she cherished the role of grandma. She loved her seven grandchildren immensely.

She also had a compassionate heart for animals. There was not a stray cat or dog she did not try to help. Her companion for 15 years was a dog named Osa. Pat found her starving, abused and nursing 11 puppies. She took her in, nursed her back to health and they formed an unbreakable bond. She felt they had walked similar paths.

Pat also loved to sew and always had some project in the works. She shared her love of sewing and crafting with her granddaughters.

Pat battled alcohol addiction and depression most of her life. Her internal struggles were difficult. But in her 50’s, with her grandchildren as her motivation, and her faith in God, she put that life aside and lived the rest of her days with a peaceful heart.

She faced her battle with pancreatic cancer with strength, dignity and courage. She endured horrible pain yet did not complain. She prayed for strength and answers, but she was never bitter. She battled her cancer for nine months and finally succumbed in the home of her son, with three of her children and her eldest grandson at her bedside.

Pat had faith in God and wasn’t scared at the end. She held on until she had her final blessing and communion. And within minutes she passed, peacefully. Her only regret was not having more time with her family. She had many visitors during the last month of her life and said her goodbyes. She admitted and accepted her mistakes, asked for forgiveness and conquered her inner demons.

Upon her death she wanted only a simple prayer service with family and close friends. And that hers and Osa’s ashes be spread together in the mountains around water.

Pat was a deeply loving woman who only sought love and kindness in this sometimes cruel world. She will be truly missed.

Rest in peace mom, we love you.





Proceeded in death by both parents:
Donald Duane Dirkson
Betty Irene Moore

Survived by her children,
Gerry, married to Gene
Donnie, married to JoAnn
Kevin
Bradley
Lyde (Jeff), married to Amy

Grandchildren,
Mathew (Gerry)
Dustin and Monique (Donnie)
Brytnye (Kevin)
Alyssa, Sydney, and Emily (Jeff)

Siblings,
Bobette
Gerry
Donna
Michael
Betsy





I’m Free
By Linda Jo Jackson

Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free
I'm following the path God laid for me.
I took His hand when I heard him call;
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work or play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way;
I found that place at the close of day.
If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared a laugh, a kiss;
Ah yes, these things, I too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full, I savored much;
Good friends, good times, a loved ones touch.
Perhaps my time seems all to brief;
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me,
God wanted me now, He set me free.








Cremation services provided by
Wyman Cremation & Burial Chapel, Mesa, Arizona.

Family prayer service (in lieu of funeral services) to be held
on July 5, 2010 at Sun Valley Community Church, Gilbert, Arizona.




Until we meet again Mom, I will miss you daily.
I love you so much,
Gerry Lynn