Wednesday, July 3, 2013


Oh my. I didn't realize it had been so long since I had done a post. I guess my new found freedom has gone to my head. I've been busy reading, cross stitching, planning, etc. I've really not been getting a lot done but I have a lot of lists. Do you make lists? I am the Queen of List Making. I have a list for everything: what I plan to do this week, grocery list, the order of stops when I run errands, how I want to change things in a room; they just go on and on.

I have gone back to my first love. I'm cross stitching again and I have had such a calmness about me this past week. I picked up a piece that I worked on last year and settled in to finish it. I think I had to quit because I was having trouble with my right hand and wrist. I'm pretty sure that's why because now I have to take breaks or I can't move my hand the next day. I'm so tired of having to pace myself in every thing I do. Clean a while, sit down, run errands, rest, cross stitch, take a break. ARG! It's so annoying. I have been watching the Tour de France and cross stitching in the afternoons. I'm recording the live shows. I love cycling. I wish I could ride like those guys. It's poetry in motion.

Anyway, back to the cross stitching. I have a thing about seasons. My daughter asked me once, "What is it with you and seasonal stitching?" *grin* I really don't know but they speak to me. The piece I'm working on is a street scene with different shops. I've already done at least one of the seasons and maybe two. This one is summer.

I'm working on the back stitching which I absolutely love to do. I love how the piece comes alive. It just seems to jump off the fabric when the back stitching is finished. I hope you can see the difference in the photo.

Saturday, my sister found some old photos in a box she was going through and sent them to me asking who was in a couple of them. I love looking at old photos and these were some "really" old ones.

This one was made in the summer after I was born in February. That would be the summer of 1951, 62 years ago!

This one is of my Dad when he was around 15.

There are so many memories linked to those photos. They were made at my Grampa and Gramma Broyles home. The house was log. In the photo of Dad, you can see the rock chinking they used between the logs. Later there was concrete covering this if I remember correctly. At the back of the front two rooms, there was an addition of another room and the kitchen. There was a porch along the front with a big swing. At least it seemed big when I was small. My cousins and I would get that thing going really big and get flipped backwards out into the yard! It was hilarious. We'd jump up and run around up on the porch and do it again. My grandmother was bedridden and her bed was in the living room right in front of the window where the swing was. She would tell us to stop swinging so high, we were going to get hurt. After a couple of times doing really big swings, she would send one of the aunts out to settle us down.

There was also a creek that ran along the edge of the farm and in the summer we cousins would play down there, building dams to make it deeper and digging holes and just having a really great time. Because my grandmother was bedridden, she either sat or laid in bed facing out toward the room. It was really hard for her to turn her body and her view out the window was limited. We came to believe that Gramma had eyes in the back of her head because no matter how sneaky we were nor how quiet we were going to the creek, she would know and she would yell for us not to get in the creek because it was "Dog Days" and we would get sick. "Dog Days" are usually the hottest part of the summer, most often in August but for Gramma, it was all summer long.

Living in the country was a wonderful way to grow up. I was an only child and was content most of the time to play by myself, but when we went to Gramma's, there were cousins just across the road to play with. We would play outside until dark. There was a ditch that ran between the yard of the house and the hay field. It was mostly a dry ditch, only having water when there was a lot of rain. We called it a gully. The water washed away the dirt from the tree rooms and there were always rocks and sticks and leaves. We had our houses in the tree roots and we would "cook" and "clean" and "raise our babies". I think about that now and it seems so far away. That was a great life when I was a kid. I didn't have responsibilities and there was always someone around to check on us and make sure we were okay. Most of the time we were just left to our own plans and nobody worried about us.

Ah well, life goes on. But I do like looking at old photos and remembering when. Do you have fond memories of your childhood?

As always, thanks for stopping by. Today it is raining, raining, raining. I am watching the recorded Stage 5 of the Tour and cross stitching. Thursday is July 4, Independence Day here in America. I hope all of you here in America have a wonderful 4th. Happy Canada Day to our neighbors to the north, a little late. And to everyone, I hope you have a wonderful week no matter where you are.



  1. Not a fan of the cycling myself, but hubby likes to watch it. Your cross stitch is beautiful, I love the picture. It's good to revel a bit in happy memories isn't it :) xx

  2. I loved your stories of your Grandma's house and the swing and the creek Sharon. I'd be fascinated to hear more about your growing up :)

    1. Annie, I hope to do more posts on my younger days. My daughter likes to hear the stories also and has asked me often to write them down. I think this little blog will be the perfect place for that. Thank you.

  3. In the photo with you, Mamaw and Papaw, you're about the same age as James is, now.

  4. I love the stitching, for some reason I like to stitch shops and house's too, happy back stitching x

    1. The back stitching is going great guns. I'm almost finished. Now I will have to start a new project.

  5. Hi Sharon, your cross stitch is gorgeous. I have one I have been doing for 5 years and because my eyes arent too good at close up work I cant do much at a time. I really must get my eyes tested and some new glasses.

    1. I was having trouble seeing my fabric for a while and my optometrist (well actually he's a medical eye doctor but I can't spell that word) told me to take off my glasses. But I got new glasses this winter and I'm able to see very well.

  6. what a gorgeous, gorgeous piece of stitching! Enjoy the cycling too, no wonder you are enjoying it - how relaxing!
    BH x
    PS - love your old pictures!

  7. Hello Sharon
    Your cross-stitch is stunning,so very neat.
    Great old family photos! I must admit ,like yourself I enjoy going back over my old photos and I often wonder about the people in them especially the very old ones I've got. If only I could go back in time I'd have so many questions to ask :-)
    Many thanks for your kind comments on my recent posts. I do try to keep up with all the comments I receive but its getting hard to do so.

    I'm going to keep my eye open for that giveaway...what fun!

    keep well

    Amanda xx

  8. Thank you, Amanda. I'm really looking forward to doing the giveaway. It's hard to believe it's almost been a year.

  9. Beautiful stitching and beautiful memories, Sharon. Thanks for sharing both with us!

  10. You know that I am late that cross stitch and I wish that you could teach me!!
    I also love the stories of your growing many memories and I thank you for sharing.
    Much love, E.

  11. What lovely memories, photos are such a wonderful link to the past xx