Tuesday, April 16, 2024

A Day in the Life...

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A Day in the Life...

Howdy, Sweet Friends, this will be somewhat of a newsletter since it's been a while.  Last month, surgery for Jem, he's doing great now thanking the Lord.  Yesterday one of our daughters had a minor surgery and will have follow up surgery soon.   

Yes, my mom has dementia and it is many times on the back burner and a matter of constant prayer but I must prayerfully go on in this delicate dance of Life unto the Lord, living with no regret (EDIT:4.21.24 as far as giving my mom attention and so forth)...Making sure I'm doing what I should be doing, leaving no stone unturned in the theatre of my conscience and heart.  

I hope you will enjoy this newsletter of sorts...


Little Dresses for Africa

I make  Little Dresses for Africa here and there, I try hard to make a Little Dress for Africa for every item I sew for myself.  

I made 4 of these lately, all the same.   I buy the cotton tshirts at Hobby Lobby, these little tshirt dresses are so comfy for little girls!  I added a pop of bright yellow ric-rac to the  bottom to cheer them up a bit and give a pop!  I already had the lovely bird print cotton fabric on hand.

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Hail Storms Oh my!

A Dreamy, Mysterious Evening After a Hail Storm. 

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 Let's just say, this was different. 



Maxis are Much of my Style

My style is a fusion of classics, black turtlenecks and scarves, pleated midi skirts, 40s-50s vintage and  boho, many times I wear wide legged light-cotton ankle capris or loose fitting yoga pants in the winter with tunics....But maxis are fun to wear with a cinched in waist and a gently fitted top.  I've recently found cotton sleeveless tops for the summer and cap sleeves as well at J.C. Penney from the St. Johns Bay brand.  We live in a very warm climate and in the summer we need cool clothing.

My most recent maxi makes:

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These lovely blue and white cotton fabrics are from Hobby Lobby.  These photos just don't do the pretty colors justice...

Time for Supper, One of my Favorite Times

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Time for a cozy supper and a quick peak out the window in the kitchen...Hauntingly beautiful old oak trees.



Soups are my Thing

Love to get a couple of onions, saute in a generous amount of olive oil til browned a bit.   Saute lots of fresh garlic until fragrant, no more than a minute, usually 30 seconds or so.   I never go over that, garlic gets bitter when browned at all and my Italian grandma from Naples stressed that!  At least several tablespoons of dried basil, a sprinkle of red pepper flakes.  Perhaps nutritional yeast for flavor.   I add a good no sodium pasta gravy or good Italian tomatoes, frozen spinach and asparagus.  Water.   I throw in some lentils and low sodium white beans and oh my...This is a wonderful Mediterranean delight!   I serve this with a good gluten free angel spaghetti, breaking that up into pieces before cooking.   Bellissima!

 Rest in Peace Dear Cousin, I Wish I Could Have Known You...

As many of you know I had  been on the hunt for my cousin.  I had miraculously found her seven years ago after years and years of searching for her but in the end she did not desire to communicate with me or our daughters, an unbelievable and great disappointment. I always hoped I would run into her at a restaurant in the city, I knew what she looked like through her social media.  She did communicate with Janie and Joycie for a bit through social media and then went off radar.  In one of her first communications she asked, How in the world did you find me?!  She had lived within an hour of me for years, she lamented to Joycie in writing how she missed the country where she grew up with her grandparents on a ranch riding horses not far from here.  I pictured her personality and even appearance much like Rosalind Russell in the old movie, 'Auntie Mame'.  Seven years ago when our daughter wrote how old I was (EDIT: I was in my late 50s) she quickly wrote...A mere child.  She had some salty choice words for my grandfather when told my grandfather on that German side had disowned me too, she then wrote gently...People don't have to be mean like that. She is an only child as I am also an only child, we're cousins on the German side, my father's side.  We had never met, she was not mentioned hardly ever, her mother was estranged from my German grandfather after my Uncle Wesley tragically died when my cousin was a baby.  She was a  good nineteen years older than I and she had no children and was unmarried when she passed away.  Though we had never met, we had many of the same characteristics, it's uncanny...She was an artist, majored in art history, loved animals and a conservative, she enjoyed writing, her reviews and marks are everywhere and prolific.  She actually raised butterflies in the back of her home in one of the most expensive neighborhoods if not the most expensive in the city, fed the possums in her backyard, kept colorful garden clogs by the back door, a beautiful large lush yard, loved her large dog.  Her achievements were great on this green earth, she designed and made many things, even opened up a factory in downtown where the plastics she used to design walls and ballroom floors in notable places were actually made.  She at one time was a buyer for a major department store. 

She was tall like her father, my uncle:   My dad's brother.   Uncle Wesley was ten years older than my dad and is pictured in this photo from a 1940 college yearbook.  My dad and my uncle had a very similar handsome face  but my dad was shorter than his brother, I am also shorter, and we had the same brunette features, her dad married a brunette much like my mom he met in college, she is pictured on this very same yearbook page.   

This past year I was quickened  by the Holy Spirit one evening to check on her online.   When I looked her up I saw her obituary!  Gifts were to be made to her animal foundation she created.  Now Jem and I are in search of her grave in a beautiful, beautiful historic cemetery in the city, one of the oldest if not the oldest.  Many prominent people are here, many of the old, old city families.  It's one of the most unusual old cemeteries, it's huge for one thing, you can look in one direction and see beautiful old oak trees and yet skyscrapers hovering in the distance.

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A physician's family below;  their sons, a young man in his later youth, the larger angel.  And a baby boy, the smaller little angel.  Oh my heart...

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Even though I haven't found my cousin's place of rest on the German side, I have found some of our Italian relatives who arrived here in the early 1900s.   Oh, the little children, a beautiful toddler girl's portrait...Heartbreaking.

Day to Day Here, Back to the Forest

The real joy of life is in its play.  Play is anything we do for the joy and love of doing it, apart from any profit, compulsion, or sense of duty.  

It is the real living of life with the feeling of freedom and self-expression.  Play is the business of childhood, and its continuation in later years is the prolongation of youth.  

 ~Walter Rauschenbusch



Day to day to I go about my creative job of homemaking, and lately have done much gardening as well...That is play along with designing and sewing.

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Grace is making fairy garden items for her fairy garden...All from twigs and dried flowers.

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The way I creatively and more stress-free-manage our home is in a very spirit led way...I seek the Lord and ask what to do first....First things first and He will show me what to do first.   He hears even the smallest prayer!  There is no prayer too small for God.   Don't let anyone tell you any differently!   

I ask for help and guidance from the Father what is most important and so forth...This makes for a confident and sweet homemaking experience.  We know when to stop and rest, when to go and when to play.  We may not have a perfect looking magazine or sterile home, but it will be kosher and more importantly a sweet home with a sweet cheerful spirit that honors God.  A place that says:  Peace.


Besides the noble art of getting things done, there is the noble art of leaving things undone.  The wisdom of life consists in the elimination of nonessentials.    


A Thought From Jem and I

My husband and I were talking Sunday and we heard a favorite preacher of ours talk about the scripture about sitting at the seat of scoffers.

The Bible says not to sit at the seat of scoffers and I think many do this by allowing unsavory things that have a worldly spirit into their homes through television and so forth.  



I love to play sweet music in the background many times from the 40s, we have an old fashioned Christian radio station that will also play beautiful Christian music.  And of course I will keep tabs on events in our world from a trusted radio station that is in line with my values for the mostpart.   But not too much!  Not all day!  I hear what I need to hear, I learn and turn it off.   Although important we have knowledge of what is going on, that is wise, but too much stuff and news can bring us down and make us feel yuck. 


God is so good, He truly answers prayers if we will seek his Face.  


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I will not forget you.  See, I have inscribed you on the palms of my hands.   ~Isiah 49:15

Prayer is the way to open ourselves to God, and the way in which He shows us our unstable hearts and begins to strengthen them.

~Teresa of Avila

Here's a sweet little thing for you sweet friends,  it's a clip from the old 1944 movie:   Hollywood Canteen during WWII.   A time in our country where even many of our actors and actresses had a healthy fear of God and love for our country, they did what they could to serve and honor our country!    

 I Present Roy Rogers and Trigger, Hollywood Canteen (1944)  Trigger is dancing and Roy is singing...Don't Fence me In.  Enjoy!


Is this not the sweetest thing?

Some days we see that God's Creatures are kinder then humans and have more good horse sense too. ; )


It doesn't take monumental feats to make the world a better place.  It can be as simple as letting someone go ahead of you in a grocery line.

~Barbara Johnson 

Let's be Jesus with skin on to others, don't be that person talking about your wonderful church as you push others to the side to get a good deal as your grandchildren watch.   Yes, this happened to one of our married daughters recently...Two ladies talking it up about their church waiting in line far behind our daughter pushed and shoved and actually took cherished things our daughter had patiently stood in line for, (she arrived early in the morning) out of our daughter's cart at a resale shop.   Our little grandson now calls those women...those bad women.

We don't want to be known as "those bad women".   The Bible says that even a child is known by their doings.

Have a sweet day,   let's cling to the Father and talk to Him a lot, He listens.  If something doesn't register with your spirit, if it's not a pure and lovely thing, then be careful of it, there are some seducing spirits out there.  We're shocked  by how people are swayed as we sometimes overhear conversation, what people are accepting and what we are seeing people do.   (As in the days of Noah)   And it is many times people who should be old enough to know better.  People are buying into the culture without a thought.  Beware.  Beware of even what you may apologize for, we do not have to apologize or make excuses for our Faith. 

Let's keep things pure and sweet, real, insulating our homes and lives in godliness, not a cold, sterile home or life of course, but of kindness, smiles and laughter and holiness too.  If we keep things sweet and godly our children should be able to spot the counterfeit because they will know the real thing if we know the real thing and live it.  Our grown daughters still come to me and tell me little things that impacted their lives for good.  I hope to share soon.

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Closing with this beautiful song by one of my favorite true-blue Christian artists.   How Beautiful by Twila Paris

 How Beautiful is the Body of Christ.  




Cheryl Kimbley said...

Glad to see you post and good to hear that all are well or recovering. Sounds like you have been keeping busy.
Many blessings to you and yours.

Amelia said...

Thank you Cheryl, I hope you are doing well too, yes...It's been one thing or another it seems! Thanks so much for coming by and supporting my blog, I appreciate it so very much. Blessings to you Cheryl!

EM Griffith said...

What a lovely post, Amelia! You have such a way with words. AND pictures. We're praying for your whole family. I hope Jem has healed up and that your daughter will recover fully. LOVE those little dresses! Your skirts, too. I'm always amazed by the lovely fabric you find. Prayers, too, that you'll be able to find your cousin's burial plot. And yes, yes, YES on all the rest! Plenty of people have faith... do we live it, though? I'm sorry your little grandson had to witness ladies taking things from the shopping cart! Yikes! Well, maybe "ladies" isn't the right word.
Blessings to you, dear friend,

Amelia said...

Thank you Elise! Hahaha, Yes, you are correct. "Ladies" isn't the right word. It's interesting, the next week they were back again my daughter said. She showed a lack of discretion shouting "Freedom!" in the parking lot when asked about her homeschooling. I'm an advocate of homeschooling, but that is not the way to handle things! ...As you eluded to...Not very lady-like at best.

Thank you for your encouragment sweet friend, and thank you ever so much for your prayers, they are felt many times.

God bless you, Elise.

Anonymous said...

Wonderful post of updates! Love the skirts you made and the little dress/es for the girls in Africa! How special you do that! It’s so sad about your cousin, I’m so sorry! I hope one day you can find her grave to help bring better closure. 💔❤️ She sounded like a woman with many talents!
And a great reminder to be a good witness …. others are listening and watching our actions especially as proclaimed Christians.

Amelia said...

Thanks so much, Anonymous! I do hope to find my cousin's grave one day and hopefully soon. She was all I had on that side and it sounds like we would have gotten along well or at least had things in common. She wasn't snooty at all from what I could tell. She was very unique with all the things she did, sure enough, she definitely was not a people pleaser.

Yes, it is so important to watch our witness. There are far too many adults who behave as if they are mean, insecure and hurtful kids from 5th grade, I don't understand the disconnect.

Thanks for taking the time to comment! Blessings!

Anonymous said...

Beautiful blog post. The dresses you make for for the girls in Africa are very cute, and such a nice thing to do to help. The skirts you’ve made for yourself are also so cute! I love the blue and white print.

The photos from the cemetery are so beautiful with those large, gaping trees surrounding. Sad but beautiful. It is really unfortunate about your cousin, she was too young to pass. At least you were able to connect with her briefly before her passing.

I also love the photo of the fog after the hail storm. ❤️

Marianna said...

I really appreciate what you said about taking every little thing to the Lord, especially when it comes to housework. That is a good reminder for those of us who can feel overwhelmed on any given day with the amount of housework that needs to be done! So, so true and a great reminder for me personally!

Your skirts are very pretty, the blue and white is so lovely for the spring and summer. Some little girl is sure going to love the little daisy tee-shirt dress, too!

That hail storm was really something! But you captured some neat pictures of it all.

Oh my, I just love all the gravesite angels! They are so hauntingly beautiful. I hope you can find your cousin’s grave soon… either way, a walk around an old cemetery is a special thing. It’s so sad that y’all were never able to connect. I don’t know what that was all about, but hopefully you will see her in heaven one day and all will be well.

Amelia said...

Dear Anonymous, thank you. Yes, the trees and beautiful unusual markers are *art* indeed in that cemetery. I still can't believe my cousin is gone like that. Her mother was married 8 times and lived with her grandparents so who knows how she was affected. But it was a loss, very final on this green earth.

The fog after that storm was surreal...as well as the hail. We've never seen anything like that.

Thank you for stopping by, that is so very sweet and good of you. <3

Amelia said...

Hi Dear Marianna, The huge angel weeping over the grave is really something to see...and the others too...Hauntingly beautiful describes well.

It's so true, God is our Father and He wants to hear all about it. He knows every little hair on our head! : )

I'm glad you like the little dresses and the skirts too...I'm actually doing some altering on the skirts today, the waist is going to have to be taken up...I must have taken the measurement after supper. ; )

Yes, it's bizarre what happened with my cousin. Who would have thought that? The entire thing....Just totally surreal and to think how *so very* excited I was to have found her. ...So sad, just so terribly sad and disappointing, go figure. I do hope one day much later we will meet in Heaven and sure enough...and as you write all will be well. Blessings and prayers, its so good of you to come by and leave a comment. <3

Little Mama Mia said...

The little dresses for Africa are so precious! That's awesome that you do that, Mom.

That hail storm that y'all got is so crazy... I can't believe how much and how large the hail was :O

The pic of the trees and the forest after the storm is really beautiful.

The blue flower fabric is so pretty... those skirts like like so much fun to plan out, make and wear!

I'm really sorry about your cousin... that's so crazy how she would never really continue with communication. I don't understand that. But she definitely seemed like a colorful, unique and interesting person!

The child's gravestone is too much for me... it's so sad! But the cemetery looks really beautiful.

Your gardening looks like a lot of fun and I love Grace's fairy garden houses... those are awesome.

And yes, I love Twila Paris... I was recently going back to some of her music as well myself.

Thanks for the reminders about a peaceful home... I was definitely influenced by you with that as i try to be mindful of that as I cultivate our home's atmosphere as well :)

Amelia said...

Thank you Little Mama Mia!

Yes, that was the strangest thing ever, my cousin dropping off like that...I had always wondered since I was very, very young...Where is Uncle Wesley's baby girl? What is she like? So very sad.

Twila Paris has some of the most annointed music, no matter how old it is...It is wonderful and ministers to my heart. I heard from a disc jockey on a Christian radio station years ago that she was very genuine.

Thank you for letting me know that, I tried very hard to keep our home an atmosphere of praise to God, a Peaceful place of safety. Not too much busyness! : ) Just normal ebb and flow of life...Basic schooling, cooking, sewing and art, ....Piano lessons with precious Mrs. Blount, oh the memories of my dear friend, Mrs. Blount and smalltown then, we would pack into the van and drive down the scenic country road to the smalltown. So very precious and a Blessing. Not much compares. : )

Sandi said...


I don't know how I missed this! Good to see you are back blogging. I think I may have missed the one befoe this too. I am glad you found your cousin for a bit anyway. I am sorry to hear of your loss.

The skirts are beautiful.

You are so right about keeping the world at bay. We have to build our haven. :)


Amelia said...

Hi Sandi, It is wonderful to hear from you, thank you. Today I wore my maxi skirt with cotton fabric called "A Day at the Museum", it has famous art on it.

Yes, we better be doing a lot of talking to the good Lord these days, more of that. : ) ...As I'm sure you would agree.

Blessings to you! ~Amelia

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