It's Friday and I wish I had a Finished Object to share with you. That's not the case. But the green Minky fabric arrived last night for my camping quilt, so today I worked on that project. I sewed the strips together that I started last week, cut the Minky for the back and made my quilt sandwich.
Wilma is not impressed.
I was ready to show you yet another row of hearts today. Truly I was. I was nearly halfway through the fourth row of hearts when I made the mistake of taking this project to my knitting group this morning.
I know better than to bring a lace project to a social knitting environment.
But I was cocky.
I took it anyway. And sure enough, I dropped my knitting, right at the point of the lace, and the YOs snagged and I had to rip out all my progress on the fourth row. I did manage to knit a bit this afternoon - and I'm basically at the exact same spot I was when I woke up this morning - despite the fact that I worked on this WIP for several hours.
So instead of showing you knitting progress, I share with you my lesson learned. Don't get cocky. Unless you're really a disciplined knitter - leave your lacework at home when it's time for social knitting. Take something that you can knit on autopilot. You'll be glad you did.
With all the activity, my knitting has been slow but steady. Slow being the key word.
Since you last saw this blanket, I've added two more rows of hearts. This pattern requires some constant concentration so as not to miss the lace pattern.
I am less than a quarter of the way through this pattern. I hope to pick up some speed soon so I may gift this to its new owner.
What about you? What's your favorite thing to make as a baby gift? Do you knit or buy gifts? I go back and forth on whether or not to knit. With so many friends and the children of friends having babies, I could devote my entire life to knitting baby gifts and still not have enough for every person. What is your solution?
Every year since I moved to Westport eleven years ago, I have marched in the town's Memorial Day parade except for a rare trip or a few times that it was canceled due to lightning and thunder. It's an adorable small town parade. The town politicians and veterans groups lead the way with bands, sports teams, scouts, local businesses and more. Today was a perfect day for a parade. What better way could we kick off Memorial Day?
Cub Scouts and Boy Scouts from five of our town's six different units marched together carrying a historic American flag with just 48 stars.
The older Scouts did a fabulous job organizing the younger Cub Scouts and managing the parade. In Scouts it's all about youth leadership and these young men did a fine job. After the parade, the older Scouts worked together with some adult assistance to properly fold the historic flag so it will be ready for next year's parade.
Today let us remember those who sacrificed for us. From the brave souls at Lexington and Concord, Bunker Hill, Saratoga, Trenton, Yorktown, New Orleans, Tripoli, Montezuma, Manassas, Gettysburg, San Juan Hill, Belleau Woods, North Africa, Sicily, Normandy, Guadalcanal, Bastogne, Mt. Suribachi, Okinawa, Pusan Perimeter, Chosin Reservoir, Khe San, Hue city, Beirut, Kuwait City, Fallujah, Bagdad and Afghanistan, in the skies over Europe, the pacific and all over the world. From the many places where Americans served and gave the ultimate sacrifice so we can be free, let us not forget. They gave up their tomorrows for our today. God bless these brave souls.
OK - Contrajor isn't really a word, but it rhymes with major... and contrary doesn't.
But this is the story of two great Scouts and a Dad who brought my Square Foot Garden and assembled it.
The boys pulled things out of the truck - and helped Dad assemble the raised bed and fill it with four bags of the official Square Foot Garden soil.
Seriously, these Scouts were amazing. They were here for less than 30 minutes and I had my Square Foot Garden bed ready to go.
I did some online research and decided to plan out my SFG before heading to our local nursery. I used this site to help me figure out how many plants to purchase.
BF and I went to Gilbertie's Nursery in Westport and purchased cherry tomatoes, garlic, onions, kohlrabi, collard greens, carrots, sweet potatoes, and arugula. Some of our other choices weren't available. We didn't purchase others because we belong to the local CSA (Community Supported Agriculture) and have been members of the Stone Gardens Farm share for about 6-8 years. We get a lot of vegetables each week - and may not need to much. I hope to start doing more canning and dehydrating in the years to come.
Oops - I had planned to add marigolds to my SFG, but I ran out of room. I'm pretty certain I can find a spot for these in the yard somewhere else. Now I just hope the critters don't eat my new garden. Please keep your fingers crossed. I may be from Iowa, but this is my first attempt at growing my own food.
Today I took Cub Scout Pack 925 and Troop 88 on a behind the scenes tour of Fleet Week - New York. We left Connecticut at zero-dark-thirty to arrive in Manhattan at Pier 94 by 7:30 a.m. It's good that we arrived early because there is always a bit of confusion and it gave us time to work out all the kinks. We were FIRST in line to enter the event. The weather was not very cooperative and it was overcast and rainy all the way into the city. But... as soon as we parked the car, the rain stopped and the rest of the day was actually quite beautiful. We had the added benefit of this gray early morning weather scaring away the fair-weather friends. We pretty much had the ships to ourself for about an hour.
Here's a picture of the USS Oak Hill from aboard the Coast Guard Cutter Campbell. Nice view!
The Secretary of the Navy issued an order to New Yorkers, "Take a Selfie with a Sailor" - which I automatically modified to "Take a Selfie with a Marine." Here is GySgt Best with me aboard the USS Oak Hill. The Boy Scouts loved climbing aboard the various Marine Corps vehicles and trying out the different weapons the Marines had as static displays.
I took this selfie with a Marine who is also an Eagle Scout. He was fabulously engaging with all the Cub Scouts and Boy Scouts and reminisced about his days as a Scout. All in all, we ran into about five servicemen who were Eagle Scouts. They loved seeing 50 Scouts aboard their ship.
We took a group photo from the deck of the Coast Guard Cutter Campbell with the USS Oak Hill in the background.
The Scouts were in heaven with all the tactical vehicle static displays. Bigger boys with bigger toys. That's what I always say.
We got a peak at the Osprey and everyone got to climb in to experience what it's like to be on the inside of this Marine helo.
The adults enjoyed some down time in the seats chatting with this Marine.
The boys got to try on all sorts of gear - including flak jackets, comm gear.
They got to handle some of the weapons - the MK19 was a favorite. The Marines loved showing the Scouts their stations.
Sailors gave demos, too. The boys loved it all. (Moms and dads, too.) What's not to like.
The pull-up bar became a popular activity for all the Scouts. It was a Navy station... but there were two gungho Marines who were helping everyone get up and over the bar. Some youth didn't need any help at all. They were naturals.
Here's a view of AAVs, LAVs and even some hovercraft. It was pretty cool stuff to see.
Hi Everyone! Hope you can join us next time. This is great stuff. It really is the perfect way to celebrate Memorial Day. Remember those who made the ultimate sacrifice for our freedoms - and undestand and appreciate a little bit of what it means to be a member of today's Armed Forces.
After our tour, we pulled out my cases of MREs for lunch.
The Scouts had fun choosing their lunch or souvenir based on flavor.
And in true Marine Corps fashion the Scouts found their seats on the concrete jungle oustide Pier 94 and had their lunches. After they were done, we policed the area and didn't leave a trace.
Thank you to all the Sailors, Marines and Coast Guardsmen who helped us celebrate Memorial Day this weekend. We salute you for your service - and all who have gone before you.
It's a great weekend filled with memories, tributes, families, BBQs, and parades. But how many of us really remember the reason for this holiday? It's about remembering those men and women who have given their lives in defense of our country. This is not to be confused with Veterans Day, but the two are often intertwined. Veterans groups often march in the parades and give a special nod to those who have given the ultimate sacrifice. I've been marching nearly every year for the past eleven years with the Boy Scouts in our town's local parade.
Last weekend's meeting with the ladies of the Women Marines Association (and especially the WWII veteran) has made me very nostalgic to find my sisters in arms - those who went through Officer Candidate School with me in the summer of 1990. I found my photo albums and snapped photos of some of my favorite photos. It's easier than scanning even though it sounds a bit silly.
Can you spot me in this photo? Leave me a comment and let me know where you think I am.
I don't think any of these officer candidates other than yours truly accepted their commissions after successfully completing OCS. In the days before FB, I lost touch with them. They were good friends for ten weeks that summer.
The expert female seamstress from the Marine Corps uniform shop posed for a picture with our senior Drill Instructor, GySgt Burley. She was the best DI.
The day before we graduated, we got to let our hair down, literally and figuratively. We had fun line dancing in our squad bay. I loved those red shorts. Everything now is green-on-green.
I was selected to be the rifleman in the color guard. That's me on the very far right next to the Marine Corps flag.
After graduation, those of us who were getting commissioned changed into our Service "C" uniform and went to our commissioning ceremony. Those who were going back to finish college departed for home.
Perhaps being a veteran gives us a greater understanding for what it means to make the ultimate sacrifice. I know what these men and women have undergone as Marines. I know what to expect from anyone who has ever earned the title of Marine. They know what to expect of me. And I think about those who have gone before us. Those who have made the ultimate sacrifce.
The Marines' Hymn
From the Halls of Montezuma
To the shores of Tripoli
We fight our country's battles
In the air, on land, and sea;
First to fight for right and freedom
And to keep our honor clean;
We are proud to claim the title
Of United States Marine.
Our flag's unfurled to every breeze
From dawn to setting sun;
We have fought in every clime and place
Where we could take a gun.
In the snow of far-off Northern lands
And in sunny tropic scenes;
You will find us always on the job --
The United States Marines.
Here's health to you and to our Corps
Which we are proud to serve;
In many a strife we've fought for life
And never lost our nerve.
If the Army and the Navy
Ever look on Heaven's scenes,
They will find the streets are guarded
By United States Marines.
Semper fidelis to my brothers and sisters at arms. Please be sure you take a moment during the three-day weekend to make a silent thank you to those who gave their life for future generations of Americans.
I found myself alone this evening with nothing on my schedule. No husband. No kids. No Boy Scouts. No meetings. I decided to piece together a camping themed quilt that I've been meaning to make for several months but just haven't had time to give it my undivided attention.
After about an hour of making up my pattern, I came up with this.
The squares are 7.5 inch squares for the sole reason that the size of the whimsical camping themed blocks were that size.
This fabric was just too cute to pass up.
Hopefully, I can finish the entire quilt this weekend.
Earlier this year I joined the Women Marines Association. Sunday I went to my very first Connecticut chapter meeting and met other ladies who are Marine Corps veterans. Most of the chapter members are in their 80s and 90s so I was thrilled to pieces.
Two of us were coming straight from Boy Scout campouts. Can you guess which two?
I really enjoyed meeting these sisters at arms and look forward to our next quarterly get together. Oh the stories they can tell.
Semper fidelis ladies!