Inspiration – quilt colors

Hanging on our walls:

inspirationquilt The colors aren’t quite true in this photo, but there is the burgundy and green(s) and periwinkle I’ve been thinking about. On Friday, I wanted to go to the quilting store to get swatches so I could play with color combinations more, but I had to work late. Paint chips aren’t letting me visualize how color would work together.

How nuts is it for me to want to go to a fabric store or big box crafting store on the week of Thanksgiving? If I do manage it, I will try to get photos of different fat quarters, or acquire said fat quarters to see how they look in the light.




Pausing on a day with frost nipping at my nose

…to note that a local bookshop cafe’ has rosemary hot chocolate. It’s lovely, and was great to find on a raw November day when I had nipped in from my car to pick up a sandwich.

I do wonder how they made it — rosemary simple syrup? Rosemary infused milk and then add the chocolate like in this recipe? Apparently the M Restaurant in Philadelphia makes rosemary hot chocolate, and searching by G**gle provides you with cafes in Portland Oregon that also have it on the menu. For those of you who don’t like hot chocolate, or who live in an environment where hot food isn’t welcome (Bermuda? Aruba? Australia in December?), here’s a recipe for rosemary chocolate ganache with orange.

Choosing colors

So… how do you choose colors for something big?

I’m fine with paint choices on something small like a room. I’m fairly confident in choosing yarn colors (confession: years of sock knitting mean that *bright* colors do not frighten me). But now I’m thinking about something very large, that won’t be a knit accessory, won’t be hidden by cuffs, and won’t be changed for about 5 to 10 years.

How do you choose colors for an aging Victorian house that’s been painted butter cream for ages, without much contrast in trim? The previous owners replaced the porch with a deck (or maybe the porch had fallen off before they arrived), and in 1910, probably, the original owners tried to update the look to be more modern and less “fussy”.

How do you choose colors when everyone else with a similar house has decided on butter cream, blue, steel grey, or all white? Do you get a huge board and just paint it different colors and put it out in your front yard to see how it looks in different light? Or do you do what I’m tempted to do: paint it light burgundy with white trim and green and periwinkle accents, and avoid talking with the neighbors until they calm down?

Here are a few color combinations that I thought worked on the web:

New Orleans house

I’m also getting ideas from quilts online: purples, greens, and white: Lone Star Country Bride Quilt.




Raking leaves after 9 PM

It is November, and our street gutters are filled with leaves. It is November, and my work schedule has gone amok with projects due by Thanksgiving. And so, leaf raking needs to be done on the one day when it won’t be cold, it isn’t raining, and before it snows (possibly) on the weekend. In this case, the “day” only had time for me to help the Gardener at 9 PM. Luckily our street lamps are quite bright. No miner’s helmet with lamp required. We probably looked idiotic enough as it was, but at least no one called the cops to say we were stealing leaves. :-)

It is November. The neighbors know what raking sounds like.

Veterans Day

angelinPennStaThank you to all who served and who are still with us. And to all who served and were forever changed by the experience, either in good ways, or in extremely challenging ways.

No, I know the Pennsylvania Railroad War Memorial is not quite the right image (also called the archangel of the resurrection), since it memorializes the 1, 307 Pennsylvania Railroad employees who died in WWII. It really should be for Memorial Day. But, ever since first seeing this statue as a small child, I can only imagine life, hope, and rescue from war in the lines of the sculpture by  Walker Hancock. The new lighting in the station, though, changes everything and erases some of the mystery.

I found a video here from a train buff, showing the statue in better detail, with a zoom lens, as well as more of Philadelphia’s 30th Street Station (Penn Station).



Tiny little libraries

They’ve been quietly popping up in unexpected places — tiny little houses with glass windows, filled with books. They’re called little free libraries, and they’re a grassroots movement to promote literacy. We have one around the corner from us, and I’m gathering up children’s books to plop in it from my collection. There’s another neighborhood where they have a tiny library next to a lower little house on a pole with dog biscuits for the dogs that have to wait on their owners (I think that’s in the ritzy neighborhood). But it’s all the joy of a fairy house… with books.

Started by Todd Bol in Wisconsin, where I assume cold weather in the winter makes reading an essential luxury, there are now over 15,000 throughout the world. I spotted this one in West Chester, Pennsylvania, on the side of a store:

Free library of West Chester, PA

Little Free library of West Chester, PA

There are other great stories about the spread of this initiative. New Orleans, for instance, is celebrating the 3rd year anniversary of LFL in their town [link to the article]. So, have you seen a Little Free Library in your neighborhood? It’s like a Where’s Waldo search for the grownups….

What happened on this day in 1860

On October 31, 1860, Juliette Gordon Low was born in Savannah, Georgia. Thanks to the Girl Scouts, my Mom and I had years of bonding together. I got Mom’s old Brownie uniform, then my sister inherited it. I still keep one of Mom’s Brownie pins on my desktop. And Mom was the one who found the money for 2 weeks for 8 summers at a lovely camp in the Poconos. I was given books about scouting, books about camping before I ever went to sleepaway camp. I also had the opportunity every Monday afternoon to go to space in a renovated condo (Brownies), followed by Wednesdays downtown at a different location (Juniors and Cadettes). In High School, I had to drop scouting. The Girl Scouts gave me my first official job outside of college Work study at the camp in the Poconos, and I couldn’t have afforded college without it.

I leave you with the original Girl Scout movie (they would trot this out every 2 week session; I’ve seen it many, many times during my career as a camp counselor): The Golden Eaglet. Indirectly, Juliette Lowe provided me with a window of opportunities, including my first steps into adulthood. How about you? Were you part of the cookie brigade, a diehard camper, an International Girl Scout, or did you just enjoy the after school crafts they’d have at the Brownie clubhouse?

Flickr Photos

More Photos


Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.