Autumn, the year's last, loveliest smile.

Oh the trees around our little cove have been in a very show-off kind of mood this fall. 

Everywhere you turn, you are surrounded by color.

We took advantage of the wonderful sunny, warm days we've been having and took a ride up M-22.  Stopped at the Sleeping Bear Dunes and took a long walk along Lake Michigan.

Such a sweet girl!

This picture is really for my sister and neice, who raise chickens.....

Now these chickens are living in style!



Hooked Mats For Sale

When we went to Prince Edward Island, I expected to love the beautiful shoreline and the amazing farmland. 

What I did not expect, and what ended up being the best part of the trip was the people we met there.  I still can't get over their friendliness.  There whole time we were there, we never met anyone who didn't have time to talk for a while...from the guy who pumped our gas (yes, you read that right), to the man out walking his two Great Danes who was off to buy some fresh fish for his tea, to the wait staff who not only served our food, but would sit down at our table and help us plan out the things we wanted to see that day.

On one of our journeys around the island we saw this:

Of course, we had to stop.  And I had the great pleasure of meeting Margaret Campbell.

Margaret is 85 years old and has sold over 500 of her mats.  She works at this frame that was made by her husband.

She works in yarn on her "good" rugs.  She draws all her own designs and mostly hooks "by eye".  This is her current rug.  She is beginning with the border and then is going to put in some type of landscape....she really hadn't decided yet.

She has this rug hanging in her living room:

It is her homestead.  She was born and raised in the house on the right, married and raised her four children in the middle house and the her son now lives in the house on the left.  Her whole life is represented in this rug.

In addition to the rugs that she sells, Margaret also makes rag rugs.  The materials for the rag rugs come straight from her rag bag and are cut with the scissors you see laying on her frame.  (She is, in fact, a little dismissive of those fancy cutters we all seem to use now.)  These are two mats she had on the floor by her back door.  Before that, they were used in guest cottages that she used to run.  They are 30-40 years old.

Remember how we are always told that you have to use 100% wool--everything else will fade, wear out, fall apart?  Yeah.

I was honored to spend almost two hours talking with Margaret.  Oh, we talked about everything....rug hooking, family, life on the island, aging.  She would say, "Oh I just love to tell a good story on myself." and then she would be off.  It was just the best time and the highlight of my whole trip.

It's October??

So you would think that someone who just retired would have loads of time on her hands...certainly enough time to update this poor, neglected blog once in a while.

But, after boxing up a 30 year career...selling the house....getting rid of so much stuff that I almost qualified for an episode of Hoarders... packing up the rest of it....and then moving....and then unpacking everything....

Well, let's just say that I ended up like this for the rest of the summer...

I read books, took naps, read more books, looked out at the lake, went for long walks.  And, did I mention I read books?  Lots and lots of books.

Of course, my loyal companion supported me in this...

And Jasper and Moses, being experts in nap-taking and all, helped also.

Then in August, we bought this:

And no, that is not Lucy sitting ON the table.  We would never allow that.

And we went here......

Prince Edward Island

and ate lots of this:

Then we stopped here:

Hopewell Rocks, Bay of Fundy

And then we went here:



And yes, I do realize that I added a wool store to two beautiful natural wonders of the world.  Your point is.....?

Oh, and we also stopped here:

But that's a story for another post.

Lordy, Lordy, Lordy....is it hot!  We have all been following Lucy's lead by just sitting in front of a fan, trying not to move too much.  We don't often feel the need for AC here in northern Michgian, but I have to tell you I have tempted more that once this year to run out, get a window unit, turn it on high, sit myself in front of it and not move until fall!
So while things have slowed down around here, they haven't stopped completely. 
I've finally gotten some time to organize my new studio.  When I started the room looked like this....

Not organized, but at least everything is in one corner and in a semi-neat pile.  After several days of work, the room now looks like this......

Don't even ask me what that cat carrier is doing in there. 
You know how you begin an organizational project and about half-way through it looks about a hundred times worse than when you started.  That's where I am right now.
If you will excuse me, I'm going to get a nice cold glass of  ice tea and then will join Lucy in front of the fan.

Sailing....Sailing

Hey Lucy,  Wanna go for a boat ride?

Are you kidding me?  Let's go!

Oh.....maybe I should have thought about this a little more.  This is kind of scary.

Wait a minute!  Are those fishies down there?

Yep, the life at sea is the life for me!

Rug Love

One last post on the Manistee Rug School.

As I said, I took a class from Susan Feller. The purpose of this class was to design our own folk art rug. At first I was a little nervous, because drawing and I are strongly linked by an eraser and I am more that a little intimitated by it.

Susan, however, made it very easy by providing templates of different fraktur designs.

Here is the table of all the designs.  So the scary drawing part wasn't even in the picture and we could all get right down to the fun desing part.  Some of us made smaller mats; others large rugs with many different designs.  A couple of students came in with their own designs and worked on those during the week.

Here I am in the background hard at work....

Susan's rugs are beautiful and photos just do not do them justice.  Here are three just to give you an idea of the work she does...

This is part of a long runner.  The colors in the actual rug are much deeper and richer.

Another runner.  I love the clamshell border on this one.

Another favorite of mine.  I love the cheerful flowers and bird.

Catch Up Day

Or as we called it, back in my Kindergarten Teaching Days--Catsup and Mustard Day. Oh yes, we so hearted ourselves with our cleverness.
Anyway, SO MUCH has been happening around here, I don't even know where to begin. So I think I will just do the nerdy thing and bullet everything. And add a picture of some rugs from the Manistee Rug School, just to keep your interest.
*First, I retired--oh yes I did.

And you're right if you detect a little giddiness there. Because I am--giddy, that is. And a little.....apprehensive is the word I think I'm looking for. What will my life look like now? What will I do? Will we have enough money? Oh the questions! With no real answers, of course. Like most things in life, things will just have to evolve.

Love, love, love this chicken.

*Next, after firmly telling family and friends that I did not want any retirement foolery--did not want a dinner--did not want a party--did not want, nor need closure--the people who love me just ignored my crabby self and gave me a wonderful surprise dinner. And it was a surprise! I had no idea anything was going on. And if that wasn't enough, those crazy fools got so tired hearing me whine about how much I wanted--no needed--an IPad, that they bought me one.
Yes, you read that right.
Gave. Me. An. IPad.
I'm not sure if it is an indication of how happy they were to get rid of me, but my take on this whole craziness is that I have wonderful, amazing family and friends who can ignore my crabbiness and general Eeyore attitude toward life.

*And then, to make life even more interesting, I turned sixty. Hmmmmmm........I've never been one to do the whole birthday/growing older thing. Life, so far, has truly been an adventure; and while I can't say I've enjoyed every aspect of it, it all has been a learning experience and has brought to the place where I am now.
But sixty......really? Anne Morrow Lindbergh calls sixty "the youth of old age." Let's just say it's giving me an opportunity to think about things.

This was my favorite rug in the rug show and this photo DOES NOT do it justice. The colors and the design....the whole rug just glowed. Let's blame this on my crappy camera and my even crappier photo skills.

*Oh yeah....the house is gone and we bought a very small (720 square feet) condo. We still have the lake house and I think we may end up spending most of our time up here. I'm used to spending summers here, but that's not really being part of the community. So I'm on the look out for rug hooking groups, knitting and/or quilting groups, churches--things that will help me become part of this wonderful area.

I don't want to give up my ties downstate. After all, my life has been there the past sixty years and my friends and family are there. But making this my main home is another new adventure.

This is my friend Susan's rug. It is a self-portrait and the first she has ever done. She tries something new every year at rug school and always does an amazing job.

So I think that's about it. Oh, my husband found me a very cool bike at a garage sale and fixed it up for me. Learning to ride it will be another post!