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As a child, it was one of my greatest delights to visit my grandparents in the spring when the whip-poor-wills began to call. Grandma and Grandpa lived in a remote valley of the Ozark Mountains where there were trees a plenty, and, seemingly, a whip-poor-will, or two, in each one.
My grandmother insisted that a whip-poor-will's call was not "whip-poor-will," but instead, "chip-butter-white-oak." I would listen really hard trying to hear it exactly as she said it was, but all I could hear was "whip-poor-will, whip-poor-will,..." But, I never let on to her.
I remember my grandpa watching and listening, with an amused look on his face, to one of these listening sessions. Shortly after that he began to call me, just for fun, "Chip Butter." It is a name I am proud to wear for I still love to hear that long, lonesome call on a warm summer's eve. And, sometimes, when I listen really, really hard, it seems I can hear quite clearly, "chip-butter-white-oak, chip-butter-white-oak..."


Wednesday, February 20, 2019

February









According to the calendar on which I make notations for each day of the year, today was eleven hours and six minutes long.  The sun rose this morning at 6:54 and set promptly at six o'clock not long after Millie and I made it back home.  If my addition is correct, we will gain fifteen minutes of daylight this week.  

I keep a running tab on the number of days I have made my daily pilgrimage over the hillside trail.  Today marked 491 walks without missing a single day.   Millie's record is at 490 days for you may remember the sad day when she was sick and wasn't able to walk.  Bless her heart!  

Our 490th walk today was such a delightful one.  Maybe it was because of yesterday, one of the dreariest days of the year, that today seemed so nice.  Even though there was still a chill in the air, the world seemed bigger and brighter than it had in a long time.  Small streams were rushing happily along because of yesterday's rain.  The meadows were painted in hues of pale green, looking as though some watercolorist had been at work.  I threw back the hood on my coat and breathed deeply, feeling for all the world that spring might be right around the corner.  Millie ran on ahead, exploring the countryside as though spring had already come.  


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The cold, windy, and wet days of February have given me time to work in my sewing room.  I have been cutting, sewing and stuffing six dolls.  Six dolls that I am planning to be my last.  But, we shall see about that.

I have enrolled in another stitchery class, and have been trying all month to get caught up with the other students.  I always seem to be the last one in the class.  And, to think that I am a retired school teacher.  Shame on me!  Well, that's okay, for I always loved and adored those little stragglers.  I miss them still...

And, I did finish all sixty pages of my little handmade journal.  If I had known I would put so much effort into it, I would have used better paper.  My theme had to do with needle, thread and cloth, so that gave me the opportunity to include a few old prints of little girls with their dolls.  The pages below are a few of my favorites.

And, speaking of girls and dolls, the granddaughters invited me over a couple of days ago for tea with the Christmas dolls.  They were all dressed up and seated in little chairs at a small doll-sized table on the island in the kitchen where the tea setting was arranged.  My heart did a flip flop to see how sweet they all were - the pretty little dolls and the pretty growing-up-too-fast granddaughters.  What fun!




















24 comments:

  1. Wonderful post.
    Congratulations on your 491 days of walking. Getting out in the air is such a welcomed blessing. Your amazing journal has so much character and feelings of nostalgia. A tea party with your Granddaughters and Christmas dolls sounds like a heavenly way to spend the day.

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  2. I'm so impressed with your 491 days of walking! Good for the body and for the soul. How fun that your granddaughters invited you to a tea party with their Christmas dolls. Your journal makes a delightful mix of your interests, a visual treat. :)

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  3. Your posts do for me what walking in pre-spring air does for the soul-refreshes, inspires and calms. Your journal is just lovely-what a precious work of love-it shows! Did I understand you will not be making more dolls after the ones you're working on now?? I do know sometimes it's important to progress to other works though. Your trail looks so inviting!

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    1. Debra, keep in mind that it may take me two years to completely finish these six dolls. :~/ Three of them are mannequin type dolls that I think will be so fun to dress. When it comes to creating doll figures, I think we are kindred spirits! :~)

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    2. Yes! I wish I could take lessons from you. I struggle...

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    3. Debra if you should ever find "Sculpting the Original Doll - The Blu Frogg Method" by Ralph and Mary Gonzales hang onto it. It has helped me tremendously.

      How's your weather today?!!

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  4. The journal is so beautiful, to put it all together is amazing. What a joy to get together with your Grandaughter's and dolls for afternoon tea, such a great event.

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  5. Your words paint lovely thoughts as you journal your days. Walking is good for the heart and soul and how inviting your beautiful area must beckon you. The journal is just as pretty as your thoughts are today. ♥

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  6. You are not only a gifted artist, Chip Butter, but a gifted writer and photographer as well.
    Thanks for the peek into your journal, and for sharing your lovely world with us. :)

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  7. The tea with the grands and their dolls sounds adorable and heart moving. Very impressed with your consecutive days of walking. If I do three in a row I feel proud.

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  8. This is a beautiful post. It felt like being there walking with you. You make beautiful journals, that remind me of the journal my daughter makes. She love the very old vintage paper and pictures. Your journal is absolutely beautiful.

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  9. I am happy that you have been able to continue with your walks; something to be proud of. The snow and cold have seemed to be forever here. A day outside would be so refreshing. We are expecting a good weather day on Saturday and plan to visit with our grand-daughters! I look forward to the trip and just being able to get out of the house. My hands stay busy with cross stitch and quilting; but a day away will do me good. I love that you are working on dolls. I guess we never want to hear that they might be your last...we so look forward to seeing each and every one of them. Your journal is wonderful; another of your terrific talents! The tea party sounds so nice...happy that you had that special time with the grands.

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  10. Your Journal is beautiful. I wish I had the tenacity to do this. I always have good intentions! haha Congratulations on your 491th day of walking. I don't go out when it's too cold and just use the treadmill instead. Hopefully, Spring will get here soon and I will be walking outdoors again. Have a great weekend!

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  11. We've had sixteen inches of snow since last night, so our February is a little fluffier. :~P Congrats on such a long record! Enjoy the coming Spring, and all those fine walks.

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  12. As long as you enjoy making the dolls, don't let these be the last. But, I know the feeling. Sometimes I think I won't make more quilts or crocheted baby blankets. Then I see a new pattern, and the desire to make more strikes me.

    The tea party sounds special!!

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  13. Lovely post! when our Nikita passed several years ago-I couldn't bring myself to do my daily walks without her-I still struggle with that. hoping moving to the lake house will change that.
    Your handmade book is so beautiful-so glad you shared with us.
    and tea with dolls and grandkids sounds wonderful
    enjoy your new week hugs Kathy

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  14. The meadows and brooks on your property are truly lovely. You have a way with your writing that I can almost feel as if I'm there. Such a beautiful place to go for a daily walk with Millie. Looking forward to see those six dolls. I've always admired your doll making skills.

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  15. What a joy to come here and read your lovely inspiring words and see photos that could be out my door. Hat's off to you for not missing any walks. Sweet book and I can just imagine the dollies and girls. Lucky you!

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  16. It is wonderful that you are able to get out and walk. We were hit my more snow last night and this morning. Huge flakes are falling, but it is suppose to warm up later this week. Don't stop doing the things you love, your talents should be shared, you do amazing work.
    It's wonderful that your daughter has her grandmother's hexies. I know they are treasured.
    Thank you for your prayers, there is much power in prayer and we truly appreciate your love and friendship.
    Connie :)

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  17. I so love reading about you and Millie's walks. How lovely it all sounds! Your little journal is just precious!
    So good that your granddaughters enjoy tea with you and the dolls!

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  18. Your header is very beautiful, and I would love an invitation to tea!

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  19. Tea with your granddaughters and their sweet dollies does sound divine. Tea parties with children is always the best fun. Your morning walks with Millie sound lovely. Each morning would gift you a beautiful new surprise. Each page of your journal is brimming with with sweet detail; a most beautiful journal.

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  20. Enjoyed your journals. Photos, Inspiring words.

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