Monday, September 1, 2014

Ready for Autumn Decorating?



Dear friends,

Why yes, I did already start decorating for autumn! We're in Florida, and we never get all of the pretty fall leaves anyway, so what difference does it make if I celebrate them a little early? I'm trying to think cool, cool, cool. Then, too, my spring & summer stuff has been up since January, so I want to give my fall favorites ample time before I decorate for Christmas in early December. Plus, my youngest daughter and I are about to start a home school unit study on the early colonial period, so if I put a few pilgrim figurines out, they'll fit right in.


I don't have everything out yet. I started with hanging some leaf garland that I just got at Walmart for $3, and found it wasn't nearly long enough. Then my 9 year old informed me that I had more of the same stuff in my autumn decorating bin (I had wrapped it around a berry wreath before), and voila, it did indeed match! So I had several feet of it to stretch across our foyer closets above the wooden Home Sweet Home sign. Well, once she got the bin open, we just couldn't stop ourselves from pulling everything out -- so much cute stuff!



I somehow acquired the Bless Our Home door wreath and the hallway Welcome wreath after autumn last year because I know I'd never used them before, even though they were in my bin. Where did I get them? Yard sale? Goodwill? I don't know, but they were a nice surprise! And they match!



 

The cardinal flag is from my mom's house. I inherited so many pretty things from her. Bittersweet, yes. I carry on her bird legacy. It is an honor.



I've had the apple plate, baskets, and "apple" for a really long time. Their traditional autumn display spot is on top of the living room book case.



I had two silk bouquets that were too tall for my tastes. I had used them in a door basket before I got the wreaths. The flowers looked awkward in any vase we had, so I took some wire snippers and cut the stems off of the bunches to shorten them and spread them out. (My arthritic hands weren't happy about that.)





Here we are! One of the two baskets I filled with the silk flowers. I bought both baskets at Goodwill for 39 cents each. This one is on my bedside table, and I will see it the first thing when I wake up. "Give Thanks" is a great thought for morning!


These pilgrim figurines have flat backs, so they always go at the back of my stove above the dials. I bought the wood blocks (above and below) at a dollar store.



My sister gave me these tall nearly faceless pilgrims when I was up in Maryland this summer. She bought them for own home at Plimoth Plantation, but had never even unwrapped them. They seem to go well enough with my cornucopia. (Ironically, there were made in China.) These are on a tall wooden cabinet in our front hallway. Underneath is a beautiful golden lap blanket that someone from my mom's church knitted for her while she was in the hospital.



I had just put a new battery in my clock and was about to put it back on the wall when I got the idea of putting a fall wreath up around it. Clever, eh? I don't remember where I got the wreath either, even though it too is a more recent addition to my collection. I just know I didn't buy it new!




What don't I have out yet? Mostly pumpkin stuff, potpourri, and Indian corn. I may replace some of the more worn items in October for a little bit of newness along the way. Even if I don't, we have enough here already.

I may end up rearranging my autumn decorations as I go along. This is just how I have it now. I've already been experimenting with different options.

I love to figure out new ways to use what I have and not spend a lot of money. That takes resourcefulness at times, but that's always a good skill in which to stretch myself.

Do you want to see my posts from previous years? Look here!
What is your favorite decoration here?

How do you decorate your home for autumn?

Leave a comment!

Virginia Knowles
www.VirginiaKnowles.blogspot.com

P.S. The leaves remind me of a haiku I wrote last year:

"Autumn Breeze"

Dear Autumn Trees, please
Give me all your gorgeous leaves.
More will grow. Love, Breeze.


Tuesday, August 19, 2014

A Peter Rabbit Baby Shower for Ezra

Original art by Lydia Knowles,
inspired by Beatrix Potter

Baby Ezra is due this weekend, the third son of my oldest daughter, Mary and her husband. Her sisters and friends hosted a Peter Rabbit themed shower since she loved Beatrix Potter stories as a child.


~~ carrot seeds in little pots ~~
(miniature carrots by Lydia, too)

~~ the artist ~~
~~ friend Katie, Mary, sister Julia ~~

~~ centerpiece ~~


~~ these veggies are for eating ~~


~~ spinach artichoke dip ~~


~~ blackberry galettes ~~
(my favorite food there)


~~ my cranberry almond 
chicken salad ~~
(on marbled rye 
and sour dough breads)


~~ cold beverages ~~


~~ diaper cake ~~
(I won the contest 
to guess how many)


~~ opening presents ~~
(mostly diapers and wipes!)


~~ priceless reaction ~~ 



~~ three little bunnies 
for three little boys ~~
(Lydia Knowles Art)
~~ Ezra's cousin and Grandma (me) ~~


~~ a Wise Words activity ~~
(my favorite words to inspire)


I can't wait to meet the little guy!

Virginia Knowles
www.VirginiaKnowles.blogspot.com

P.S. See photos of a previous shower here: 

Blessingway for Mary

Friday, August 8, 2014

Hidden Treasures from the Dark Places


 Hidden Treasures 
from the Dark Places



I will give you
the treasures of darkness
and hidden riches 
of secret places,
that you may know 
that I, the Lord,
who call you by your name,
am the God of Israel.
Isaiah 45:3



Rain down,
you heavens, from above,
and let the skies
pour down righteousness;


Let the earth open,
let them bring forth salvation,
and let righteousness
spring up together.
I, the Lord, have created it.
Isaiah 45:8
  

Trust in the Lord 
with all your heart,
and lean not on
your own understanding;
In all your ways
acknowledge Him,
and He shall
direct your paths.
Proverbs 3:5-6 


“For I know the plans 
I have for you,”
declares the LORD,


“plans to prosper you
and not to harm you,
plans to give you
hope and a future.
Jeremiah 29:11 



~*~*~

Several in our family visited Rock Springs at Kelly Park last week. I couldn't resist taking most of these pictures up near the dark cave that is the source of the springs. Then I crossed the bridge and meandered along a quiet path with the lush trees branching overhead and fascinating fungus growing on the rotting logs. 

We enjoyed tubing the two sections of stream. Up near the source, the current flows rapidly, and due to the rough rocks just under the surface in some parts, you almost have to be all the way on top of a tube to keep your shins and ankles from getting bruised. Hold on tight, too, because you can flip over and lose your tube in the turbulence. 



However, down past the swimming hole area, the stream is waist deep and more tranquil, so you can easily float, swim, or walk through the water if you like. 

Isn't that contrast between the two sections of the stream a lot like life?


~*~*~

My friend Jessica and I sat and chatted yesterday about the comfort and guidance we find in the Scriptures during times of confusion or disillusionment in our lives. I told her that earlier in the day, my counselor had brought up Jeremiah 29:11 as an encouragement to release my burdens into God's hands as I continue to do my own part working at life change. In reply, Jessica reminded me of one of her favorite passages, Proverbs 3:5-6, again about trusting God. At that, I recalled the phrase "treasures of darkness" and looked it up on the Bible app on my iPod to find it in Isaiah 45:3. We talked about the good things that often result when we go through dark or rocky times. My own friendship with Jessica has grown deeper all these years through steadfastly encouraging each other through difficulties.  As a Christian believer for the past 38 years, I've often gained valuable gems of intimacy with God and wholehearted compassion for others as I have encountered various challenging life experiences. Fresh water can flow from dark caves. A delicate and lovely fungus can grow on a rotten log. A beautiful mystery, yes?


~*~*~

I almost posted this on either This Mom Grows Up or Watch the Shepherd. However, since I've already been writing a lot about Scriptures and difficulty on both of those blogs, and I haven't posted here recently, I chose Virginia's Life, Such As It Is. You might like to see these related links from the others:
Grace and peace,
Virginia Knowles
www.VirginiaKnowles.blogspot.com

P.S. Scriptures were taken from the NKJV and NIV versions of the Bible.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

The Quakers Up My Family Tree

The Quakers Up My Family Tree

Do you ever wonder what’s up your family tree?  Who were your ancestors?  What were they like? I wonder! It’s always been a fascination of mine since my teenage days. My great aunt Amelia (Hess) Davis once lent me a whole packet of genealogical records.

Most of you know I just got back a week ago from a road trip where the main event was the Hess family reunion. The funny thing was that after that, a lady named Sarah Hess asked to be added to my local home school e-mail list that a mutual friend had recommended to her. I told her that my mother was a Hess and she said her husband had ancestors from the same area of Pennsylvania and that some of them were Quakers. Huh!  I sent her information to my mom’s cousin Priscilla (Amelia’s daughter) to see if there was a connection, knowing, of course, that Hess is an extremely common German name so probably they weren’t much related. In the process, Priscilla did say there were several generations of Quakers, not up the Hess branch, but up the Graves side. (Another notable ancestor up there is Margaret Scott, the last and oldest person hanged in the Salem Witch Trials.)

Anyway, here’s what Priscilla said, and I’ll tell you what this has to do with you after that. Keep reading! Lots of links to come, too!

One of our immigrant ancestors was Noel Mew, an English mariner. His father was Richard Mew who was an English merchant and a friend of William Penn. Noel Mew bought land in New Jersey from William Penn, and later bought a farm in Rhode Island. They were Quakers. His daughter Mary married Michael Wanton. Their daughter Ruth Wanton married Gideon Freeborn. Their daughter Mary Freeborn married Stephen Potter. Their daughter Ruth Potter married Joseph Fenner. All of these folks were from Rhode Island and were Quakers.

Abigail Fenner married John Tomkins and the Tomkins were early Methodists. Some of them also seem to have been Baptists. John and Abigail were some of the founders of the Tomkinsville Methodist Church. This village is now spelled Tompkinsville. John and Abigail's daughter Mary Slack Tomkins married George Graves and had George Fenner Graves who married Priscilla Hollis and had Mary Adelle Graves who married Charles Hess. 

So we had about 5 generations of Quakers in Rhode Island. It was the Tomkins who came to Pennsylvania and that seems to be about the time they ceased to be Quaker.

We had a difficult time finding the parentage of John Tomkins. Originally I thought he came from Rhode Island which is where Abigail Fenner was from. Not so. He came from the Tomkins family who came with a group from Connecticut to be the founders of the city of Newark, New Jersey. At the age of about 13 he ran away from home and went to sea. After sailing for about ten or more years he got off in Rhode Island and married Abigail Fenner who was from a prominent Rhode Island family. A Tomkins descendant who has done a lot of research to determine the possible parents of John Tomkins has come to the conclusion that he is probably the son of Joseph Tomkins and Bethiah Freeman. Joseph Tomkins was a Revolutionary soldier from the Newark area whom the British referred to as "the fox" because he was so clever at eluding them. This couple had a son who was supposedly lost at sea. There is a discrepancy of about ten years in the birth date of this son and the birthdate of our John Tomkins but who knows how accurate either of those dates really is.

OK, so that might be pertinent to my own family. But why did I put this here for the rest of you?

Our American history is made up not just of wars and huge events, but of common people with interesting stories. Your ancestors and mine shaped this country. Think how a small choice can affect the trajectory of a whole family line or even the course of a nation’s history. Why did John Tomkins run off to sea?  Did he get in a fight with his big brother? Ten years later, he just happened to get off the ship at Rhode Island, where he met Abigail. What if he’d gotten off at New York or been lost at sea? What if well-heeled Abigail had turned up her nose at this sailor boy?  Or, closer down the family tree, what if mom’s cousin Priscilla’s brother Charlie hadn’t become my dad’s college roommate, and introduced him to my mom?  What then? I wouldn’t be here! I’m philosophical like that.

Do you know much about this country’s faith heritage? Do you know the major religious movements throughout our history: how each one interacted with the others and how each changed culture? The colonial Puritans persecuted not only the Rhode Island Baptists led by Roger Williams, but also the Quakers, who were a bit unorthodox in their beliefs. You do already know that William Penn was a Quaker, and founded Pennsylvania with the ideals of religious freedom and peaceful relationships with native Americans? He’s the one who sold land to Noel Mew. The Quakers were also (with their staunch pacifism and love of social justice) key figures in the abolitionist movement, often as conductors on the Underground Railroad. One of my favorite poets, John Greenleaf Whittier, was a Quaker. His poem “Expostulation” is a masterpiece of abolitionist verse. In modern times, they are known as the Society of Friends, and gender equality and service to humanity are hallmarks of their meetings. Good stuff! How do I already know this? I have educated myself as I have educated my children through over 20 years of home schooling. History is at the heart of what I teach, whether at home or in many classrooms. One of the very favorite novels that I’ve taught to countless students is The Witch of Blackbird Pond by Elizabeth George Speare. I love how Hannah Tupper, a sweet old Quaker lady in colonial Massachusetts, is proved innocent of being a witch, because yes, I am thinking of my dear old Margaret Scott, who was hanged in real life.

Another thing. Who is keeping your family’s stories alive? Who is organizing the family reunions and bringing along the vintage photos? You might not be blessed to know many of your second cousins like I do, but you can start something right now with your family. Find them on Facebook if you have too, but start making those connections. Some of my dearest and life-changing memories are from family reunions. I’ve been trying to track the heritage of faith. Looking back at my family tree, I wonder how each generation passed down their values to the next, and how much of that affected my own upbringing, even subtly. I know, I am philosophical like that, to the core. I don’t stop there. I think about how I can pass down a legacy to the coming generations. My children, my grandchildren, my great-grandchildren. And so I write. I tell the stories. Here. Right here on this blog and on my others. But I don’t just want to tell it, I want to live it – to do something worthwhile that will be an example to my own descendants.

How about you?

So, now that you’ve made it this far, here are the related links:
Virginia Knowles
www.VirginiaKnowles.blogspot.com

Monday, July 14, 2014

The Road Home and a Playlist (Road Trip 2014)


Dear friends,

All good things must come to an end, so on Thursday, we loaded up the mini van for our return trip to Florida. We had extra boxes and bins since my dad wanted us to take a lot of my mom's things home with us. I picked out a lot of vintage glassware to share with my daughters, as well as several very old Emilie Loring novels. My sweet sister Barb also sent a bin of books and other stuff home with us.

The kids wanted a last fling on the swings in my dad's backyard, as well as a few last photos with him.





We left a bit after noon and drove to Raleigh, North Carolina to stay with my second cousin Jean again. She served huge pieces of New York pizza. After dinner, Jean and I took a long walk (and talk) at the lake near her apartment. I always appreciate her insight and encouragement.

On Friday, we left Jean's around 3 PM and drove as far as Hardeeville, South Carolina. The next morning, after a breakfast buffet and swim at the hotel, we started out for Orlando. Around noon, heavy rain pelted the highway and a lot of people were pulling over, so we decided to take a really long lunch at Cracker Barrel instead of getting fast food. The kids were more than thrilled to have a real sit down meal, and of course they loved the gift shop, where I let them buy a few small things. Everyone was in fine spirits when we left.







We arrived home at 6 PM on Saturday, completely exhausted.  It's a wonder I stayed awake those last three days of our trip.  To keep my brainwaves going, we sang a lot (even Christmas songs!) and listened to the radio and my iPod. Here are some of my favorite songs from my road trip playlist - a mix of Christian, country, and Brit & American pop.
  • "The Broken Beautiful" by Ellie Holcomb
  • "Pompeii" by Bastille
  • "All of Me" by John Legend
  • "Brave" by Sarah Bareilles
  • "Soldier" by Gavin DeGraw
  • "10,000 Reasons" by Matt Redman
  • "The Best Song Ever" by Chris Rice
  • "Somewhere Only We Know" by Keane
  • "Smile" by Uncle Kracker
  • "Starts With Me" by Tim Timmons
  • "Wake Me Up" by Avicii
  • "Bridge Over Troubled Water" by Simon & Garfunkel
  • "Less Like Scars" by Sara Groves


Looking back, I must say it was a splendid trip. Other than a little whining and squabbling, the kids were amazing, and they kept telling me how much they appreciated all we were doing.  They helped out a lot, too. What a difference that makes!


It will take me some time to get everything unpacked and to readjust to being at home and working out a new schedule for the rest of the summer. I miss my "up home" relatives but I'm glad to be back in my own home with the my own family.

Embroidery by my sister
Barbara Dell

This is the last post in my Road Trip 2014 series.  Here are links to all of them!



Virginia Knowles

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