Made my granddaughter a hat yesterday. She loves her hats. Today I will be making 2 more as I have orders for the camo hat for hunters. The guys say they keep their head really warm.
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Wednesday Greetings
Made my granddaughter a hat yesterday. She loves her hats. Today I will be making 2 more as I have orders for the camo hat for hunters. The guys say they keep their head really warm.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
The Poinsettia
The popular Christmas flower know in this country as the poinsettia was first called a cuetlaxochitl by the Aztecs. It represented purity, and its name signified "Flower that withers, mortal flower that perishes like all that is pure". The cuetlaxochitl was cultivated as an exotic gift from nature and admired but never touched. Its bright red color had been given by the gods as a reminder of the periodic sacrificial offerings in accordance with the creation of the Fifth Sue. The intense red represented chalchimatl, the precious liquid of the sacrifices offered to the gods.
Beautiful botanical gardens existed throughout the Aztec empire in pre-Hispanic times. Flowers and herbal plants were cultivated for their beauty and medicinal purposes. From October to mid-May, the cuetlaxochitl was admired and observed as it flowered like "birds aflame". Circa 1440-1446, the great Aztec leader Tlacalel and his half-brother Montezuma Ilhuicamina visited the most beautiful of these gardens in Oaxatcpec, in what is now the Mexican state of Morelos, and revitalized the cultivation of the cuetlaxochitl there as a reminder of the importance of the blood sacrifices.
One legend from sixteenth-century Mexico explains the flower's origin. Franciscan friars evangelizing the area of Taxco celebrated one Christmas with a lavishly decorated nativity scene. The rosary and a litany were prayed, a pinata was broken, gifts were exchanged, and a mass was held, during which a miracle occurred: the flower decorating the nativity scene turned red. After that night, the flower was named flor de nochbuena, Flower of the Blessed Night.
Many other legends sprang forth, including the following:
A charming story is told of Pepita, a poor Mexican girl who had no gift to present the Christ Child at Christmas Eve Services. As Pepita walked slowly to the chapel with her cousin Pedro, her heart was filled with sadness rather than joy. "I am sure, Pepita, that even the most humble gift, if given in love, will be acceptable in His eyes," said Pedro consolingly.
Not knowing what else to do, Pepita knelt by the roadside and gathered a handful of common weeds, fashioning them into a small bouquet. Looking at the scraggly bunch of weeds, she felt more saddened and embarrassed than ever by the humbleness of her offering. She fought back a tear as she entered the small village chapel.
As she approached the alter, she remembered Pedro's kind words: "Even the most humble gift, if given in love, will be acceptable in His eyes." She felt her spirit lift as she knelt to lay the bouquet at the foot of the nativity scene.
Suddenly, the bouquet of weeds burst into blooms of brilliant red, and all who saw them were certain that they had witnessed a Christmas miracle right before their eyes.
From that day on, the bright red flowers were known as the Flores de Noche Buena, or Flowers of the Holy Night, for they bloomed each year during the Christmas season.
Wonderful Memory
Snowing In Tennessee
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Wonderful Saturday
Friday, November 25, 2011
BABY IS IT EVER COLD OUTSIDE
Went to the thrift store the other day and while looking for crochet books I found this. Very old magazine with old tradations and pictures. If it were up to me, I would chose to live back in the good old days. More respect from people, kids and just a easier way of life. think about it? Todays world is just so busy, rude and no respect anymore for you. I hope you have a pleasent day.
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Wednesday 11/23/2011
She says "lights out" Trixie is such a sweet girl. lol
My great grandson Landyn is having a really tough time today. My Mother use to tell me when I would ask why, That you never question Gods work. This is really a hard one to deal with. Little man has been through so much that it is time for a break and a happy baby. Have you ever thought about all the things you remember that your Mother told you when you were small? My Pastor told me once that your brain is like a tape recorder, it just keeps going round and round with all the teaching you were told.
Today, I pray that our lil baby will be healed and have a wonderful life.
Sleep tight lil Landyn, Nanny loves you bunches, kisses your way.Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Raining in Tennessee
Tuesday Hello
Oh how I love that beautiful white stuff. When you are from a place that never gets the white stuff it is such a joy to have just a few falling flakes. I hope you have a wonderful safe, warm and jolly day.
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Sunday 2011
Spending Thanksgiving in Tennessee this year. Of course I, being from Florida, is wishing for a lil SNOW. Everyone thinks I am nuts but when you grow up never seeing this you look forward to it. Last year we were in Indiana, Evansville and did we ever get that white stuff. Loved it. Where ever I go I am always home. We sold our Fl home and live in our Montana 5th wheel. It is 38 ft long, 3 big slide outs so all the hubby and I need. We both love it. I can get lots of crocheting done as not long at all to pick up and clean. I would recommend this life to any one.
Friday, November 18, 2011
Cold and Windy Friday
But that is ok as it means old frosty the snowman might be on his way. I have been working on a few Christmas projects whuile the hubby was off hunting, hubby break I call it, oh gotta love him though. lol.
Went to the thrift store and found this nice stocking, came home and decided to fix it up. This is my creation
Not bad is it. A 50 cent find turns into a beautiful thing. I can't believe it is not even Thanksgiving and they are playing Christmas music in the stores, don't get me wrong, I love to listen to the music but just a wee bit early I think. The old Turkey hasn't even had his day.
After Thanksgiving we will be headed back to Florida for a few months. Have a very dear friend there, along with my daughter so time for some family time together. Miss my front porch friend alot. Linda, get ready as it want be long now.