Viki and I went to the McNay Art Institute today. I love this beautiful building and have been visiting it since elementary school field trips. This is one of my favorite views, a beautifully tiled staircase.



Something Weird



We’ve got several of these weird little things hanging from odd places on the outside of our house. This one is hanging low near the foundation but most of them are hanging higher in window frames. It’s about 3” long.

Paul looked it up online. This is a bagworm, actually a caterpillar.  I think that a moth is going to emerge from this weird little structure. Bagworms are the only species that uses plant debris to build their sacks. So those are leaves from our Live Oak trees.

It’s a little creepy. But I’m glad it’s just moth. That doesn’t seem too threatening.

Here’s more info from Texas A&M.


I Made a Thing


It’s not unusual for me to make things. But this is a bit of a departure for me. My sister and I took a sashiko class at Las Colchas – our beautiful local fabric store. I’m not much of a “group” person, but this was fun.


Sashiko is a form of Japanese embroidery used for visible mending.  We learned the stitch by creating this little patchwork. I absolutely love the final product. It’s a carrying case to store all my sashiko supplies. I can envision many interesting projects using this technique.

Machine Embroidery

For my birthday Paul bought me a wonderful computerized sewing machine that also does embroidery. My new machine is a fantastic upgrade for everyday sewing. And the embroidery feature has been so much fun to play with. Let’s call it a learning process.


That’s a sample from an afternoon of experimentation. Finding interesting embroidery designs has become something of a preoccupation!


I love finding a pretty little plant growing in a very unlikely place. Seems like it is really fighting the odds.



Also found a quarter right nearby…


Must be my lucky day.



Old Friends

Margaret and I have been friends for more than 50 years. I was at her house today and just being silly, we cobbled together hats for the Kentucky Derby.


Making things together has been such an integral part of our friendship. It probably started with doll accessories, progressed through many Halloween costumes, then every imaginable craft, and so many meals.

Here’s a poem that, for me, sums up the time we spend together.


The Pleasures of Friendship

The pleasures of friendship are exquisite,
How pleasant to go to a friend on a visit!
I go to my friend, we walk on the grass,
And the hours and moments like minutes pass.

~ Stevie Smith


Whenever we see horses in the fields along the roadside, I’m reminded of this lovely poem by James Wright. I saw these horses near Balinger, Texas.



A Blessing

Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota,
Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass.
And the eyes of those two Indian ponies
Darken with kindness.
They have come gladly out of the willows
To welcome my friend and me.
We step over the barbed wire into the pasture
Where they have been grazing all day, alone.
They ripple tensely, they can hardly contain their happiness
That we have come.
They bow shyly as wet swans. They love each other.
There is no loneliness like theirs.
At home once more,
They begin munching the young tufts of spring in the darkness.
I would like to hold the slenderer one in my arms,
For she has walked over to me
And nuzzled my left hand.
She is black and white,
Her mane falls wild on her forehead,
And the light breeze moves me to caress her long ear
That is delicate as the skin over a girl’s wrist.
Suddenly I realize
That if I stepped out of my body I would break
Into blossom.
                ~ James Wright