No one expected that we would still be wearing masks, socially distancing and ordering groceries from the internet almost a year and a half later, but so we are. The situation is lamentable indeed, especially for single moms juggling jobs and in-home schooling and for widows and widowers unable to meet with friends. So we have become couch potatoes, computer-dependent, and telephone haunters. I became a Netflix and You tube dependent. I was feeling frustrated and guilty as I watched my neighbours riding bikes, taking hikes and generally being creative. I had to accomplish something.
I first ordered a kalimba for myself, hoping that I could learn to play it. I learned to play the first line of “Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star” and the scales, but the music book I ordered was such small print and so confusing, I lost heart. I haven’t given it up, just put it aside for a time. Next I got out my yarn and began knitting, but there are only so many scarves and afghans a person needs. Besides, my knitting skills seemed to have regressed from lack of practice. I decided rather to teach myself to crochet.
My first efforts were funny little abstract shapes that ended up in my dish cloth pile. They make very good scrubbers. I discovered that all of my attempts to make a square ended up curling upwards. Finally, I decided to go with the flow and make something round. That is when I discovered that I could crochet a fair tam or beret. When I described my dilemma to a friend, she said that she knew my problem and as soon as we are able to congregate she will show me the secret of a crochet square. In the meantime, my family members may all get berets for Christmas.
Follow Me and fish for people; Follow Me and serve the Lord. Though the day be long and weary With God’s pow’r you’ll be restored. Follow Me and tell My story; Follow Me and find the strayed. Roads I travel lead to glory; For each soul I’ve fully paid. Follow Me and feed the hungry; Follow Me and clothe the poor. Use your hands and heart for others; As you serve you’ll know me more. Follow Me and serve My Father; Follow Me and find the lost. Ev’ry soul is worth the searching; Ev’ry soul is worth the cost.
The frost hit our garden fairly hard, but some sturdier flowers still flourish: turtle head, hollyhock, and pink sedum. Our Japanese crab apple has turned deep maroon, and the peony leaves are now bright orange. Fall is here.
©2020 Mollie Pearce McKibbon
A cricket beneath my window sill
Is singing all day long.
If I only knew the creature’s words
I’d join his chirping song.
Is he singing of the furnace sun
Burnishing summer’s fields,
Or crooning to a cricket lover
His passionate appeals?
Queen Anne’s Lace
Wild Black Raspberries
Homemade Wind Chimes
More Wind Chimes
Marvellous Mock Orange
A Pop of purple geranium.
Spirea Blossoms Closeup
And last but not least, the potatoes have sprouted.
White Feather Hosta
Frilled White Tulip
Bridal Veil Spirea
Cheerful yellow daffodil
Blazing Red Tulips