My grandma had a million sayings. She had a saying for everything. Some were old timey Appalachian sayings handed down through the generations. Other’s were colloquial…a turn of phrase she’d heard from a neighbor or someone at church. Then there were things she just made up. I never knew which was which and have often been taken aback when I’ve heard others say something I was sure was a Grandma-ism.

When you hear “When there’s fog on the hill, there’s water in the mill”…what does it mean to you? Have you heard it before? Did your grandparents have sayings that fit daily occurrences? Do you still use them? I’d be interested to hear from you because it couldn’t have just been MY family who spoke in such a fashion.

I finally got the binding put together and sewn to the quilt yesterday. I folded it up neatly and packed up the car for a couple of day’s retreat at the farm. That way I can sit and hand stitch the binding when I fold it over the rough edge of the quilt. I’ll be sitting here anyway waiting for the phone guy to come hook up the fiber optic cable. 

Once I put my groceries away, I went out on the porch with my second cup of RYZE. I was enjoying listening to the birds (and watching for snakes) when I heard a small “bleating sound”. I looked in the direction from which it came, and standing there as sweet as could be was the tiniest little fawn. Right on the edge of the lawn by the creek. I reached around for my phone gently so I would scare the little thing. But before I could take a good picture, it moved under the flowering quince bushes. A little while later, mama stuck her head out to see what was going on then she too faded into the underbrush.

It is amazing how lush and green everything is right now. Not long after the little fawn went under the bush, the sky opened up and we had a really hard rain for about 20 minutes. It’s like a tropical rainforest here. And the birds! It’s a chorus of birdsong here. Even though there is a two-lane blacktop road that passes in front of the farm, I have to say it is much quieter here than it is at home, so the birds singing is just a delight to listen to.

I’ll stay here for a couple of days until I get the binding finished on the quilt. If I did it at home, there would be something else to do that would steal me away from the task and before you know it, I could be stitching on the way to the wedding! Once I get this done, I’ll mow then I can go home and see what else I can get into! There is always…ALWAYS something to do here on Marshmallow Ranch!!!

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“Now listen, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go to this or that city, spend a year there, carry on business and make money.” Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. Instead, you ought to say, “If it is the Lord’s will, we will live and do this or that.””

James 4:13-15 NIV

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The flowers have been so beautiful this spring here in West Virginia. This sweet apron will remind me of summer’s abundance when I’m working in the kitchen come winter!

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