15 February 2019
Old McDonald Had a Pie
I wrote two verses of this song for an elementary school, and when I shared it with my dear old dad, he wished for more verses. Wish granted.
12 February 2019
Valentines IV
It's the first year of Valentines at Valley View. Because kindergarten is all about reading, I copied my idea from 2016 and made laminated bookmarks. Since this wasn't my first rodeo, I designed the bookmark cover, but admittedly, I did not draw the dragon. The next time I make laminated Valentines bookmarks, I clearly owe it to the world to draw the dragon. Anyway, the whole project gave me an excuse to buy sparkly lacy ribbon and a hole punch, so that was amazing.
Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
Drakeson the Dragon
Loves Reading With You
Not My Dragon
12 January 2019
07 January 2019
The Story of the Quilt
Guest Writer: RVK February 6, 2005
Once upon a time -- I don't know just when -- Tom and Tran sent us a table runner imprinted with a huge bunch of yellow grapes and an equally large bunch of purple grapes. I liked it immediately and wanted to accessorize it.
We found a purple creamer and sugar bowl, and one day when we were shopping for antiques in LaConnor I saw a purple glass bowl for sale for some ridiculous price. I liked it but pit it back onto the counter. I thought it would be marked down because who in the world besides me would want a purple bowl that wouldn't hold anything?! We went back to our lives in Bellevue, but I thought about the bowl and how nicely it would look on our dining room table.
On a Sunday afternoon Bill suggested we go to LaConnor again. Somebody apparently did want the purple bowl, for the store no longer had it, but --
The town was hosting A Parade of Quilts, and many of the stores had quilts in their windows. Bill parked our car by a shop displaying a black-and-white quilt with pink (Mother and Myla's favorite color) accents. Many of the squares had musical motifs -- keyboards, notes, instruments, etc. With Pauline's recital looming in the not-too-distant future, I went in, checkbook in hand. The saleslady said none of the quilts was for sale. I thumbed around on it anyway and found the name of the maker.
The name was Carol Paschal; she is the sister-in-law of Linda Paschal Gingrich, director of the Sammamish chorus. Carol and her family live in Sammamish, now an incorporated city.
I called her about purchasing the treasure, and she said she had never sold a quilt, that they were part of her. I explained why I wanted it and left my number.
A few days later she called back and said she thought her quilt had found a good home. We agreed on a fair price -- not cheap, just fair!
Last week Friday Bill and I learned the date of Pauline's recital. I called Mrs. Paschal and asked if we might come get the quilt.
Once upon a time -- I don't know just when -- Tom and Tran sent us a table runner imprinted with a huge bunch of yellow grapes and an equally large bunch of purple grapes. I liked it immediately and wanted to accessorize it.
We found a purple creamer and sugar bowl, and one day when we were shopping for antiques in LaConnor I saw a purple glass bowl for sale for some ridiculous price. I liked it but pit it back onto the counter. I thought it would be marked down because who in the world besides me would want a purple bowl that wouldn't hold anything?! We went back to our lives in Bellevue, but I thought about the bowl and how nicely it would look on our dining room table.
On a Sunday afternoon Bill suggested we go to LaConnor again. Somebody apparently did want the purple bowl, for the store no longer had it, but --
The town was hosting A Parade of Quilts, and many of the stores had quilts in their windows. Bill parked our car by a shop displaying a black-and-white quilt with pink (Mother and Myla's favorite color) accents. Many of the squares had musical motifs -- keyboards, notes, instruments, etc. With Pauline's recital looming in the not-too-distant future, I went in, checkbook in hand. The saleslady said none of the quilts was for sale. I thumbed around on it anyway and found the name of the maker.
The name was Carol Paschal; she is the sister-in-law of Linda Paschal Gingrich, director of the Sammamish chorus. Carol and her family live in Sammamish, now an incorporated city.
I called her about purchasing the treasure, and she said she had never sold a quilt, that they were part of her. I explained why I wanted it and left my number.
A few days later she called back and said she thought her quilt had found a good home. We agreed on a fair price -- not cheap, just fair!
Last week Friday Bill and I learned the date of Pauline's recital. I called Mrs. Paschal and asked if we might come get the quilt.
And this afternoon we did!
Our love,
Grandpa and Grandma
1950
1983
23 December 2018
14 December 2018
The Forgotten Dreams of Old Man Mory
Forgotten Dreams
Old Man Mory
November 23, 2018
08 December 2018
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