- Cut a shape that looks like the first picture. I did it this way rather then cutting 2 separate panels because it keeps you from having to put a seem up the front of the hat (note, you can fold the fabric and do the gnome hat shape from the profile perspective- picture 2)
- Fold in half ( inside out-good sides together) seem down the side only ( side the maker is pointing to)
- Repeat for both fabrics.At this point you should have 2 different color hats. Turn both inside out (should already be)
- Now that they are inside out turn one upside down and set on table, then take the other one, place on top of it, so that the fabric shapes match up, You should be looking at the ugly side of both. (the good sides are touching and inside) Seem around the the entire shape (leaving about 4 inches whole open)
- flip everything through the whole you left. Now you are looking at the good sides. Tuck one of the hats inside the other, seem up the whole and WALLAH.
Places
- Craft Room (17)
- Garden (30)
- Herb Shelf (4)
- Homeschool Christian Waldorf (2)
- Kitchen (8)
- Learning Montenegrin (1)
- Soren (4)
- The Manor (6)
Wednesday
Gnome-ing It Up.
To my job.
Tuesday
Green House Curb Appeal
Dre- How I've Grown.
Along with that, I bet most Christians do not Spiritually grow after an age of a year. Everyone know the excitement of a new believer. But if we are infinity unlike God, why aren't we infinity excited to grow and change to be more like Him?
What crappy plants we are. Since Gardening, all the 'plant parables' are making much more sense.
So lately, I've been thinking...
Me and my husband are in process to going to the overseas to ministry in 1-2 years. So this adventure getting closer, has caused some self examination. I certainly don't 'feel' like a missionary. Who cares how I feel, do I act like a missionary? I don't mean this in a legalistic way, although I love me some missionary skirts, I mean when you are in another country and your soul occupation is yo show other Christ's love, what would you do?
Then I was like, well my soul occupation on this earth is to show others God's love. What do I do?
Hmmm.
The Reminder. Why we are here. To know God and to make him known. All the rest is scenery, my job, laundry, cooking, clothes, even my garden if not put towards that end is scenery.
So obviously the past couple weeks I have been thinking on this. What does it mean to love others like Christ? A few things came to mind, one of which is God made our problem his problem. He was in perfect heaven, but thirsted for a relationship with us. He made our problem his problem. Just because someones problem isn't directly effecting you, doesn't mean it's not your problem. As children of God, pretty much it's ours. The word 'problem' may discourage some, but being a very task driven problem solving person, this idea appeals so me.
The 'Garden' aspect of this is coming, keep reading.
So all that being said, I was thinking about this and driving in Atlanta, and I see a homeless guy. Thinking thinking, not my job to ponder if he is a good for nothing drunk or lying, it is my job to love him, to see his problem as my problem, to 'give to whoever asks'. I don't have any cash. Someone gives him a granola bar, and he thanks them and tears into it. I look at my passenger seat thinking, what can I give this guy? I do have a basket of fresh produce I was going to give to a friend. She'll live. So I roll down the window and ask “could you have any use for these” holding up a variety of okra, beans, tomatoes, cucumbers, zucchini, and squash. He answer “honey, I don't have anywhere to cook it or store it, it would just get stolen or rot”.Sad. The light turns red, I say I'm sorry I don't have cash, and the light turns green.
Sad. My eyes start to water. Food security. It's a crazy thing. Not only do I have LOADS of food given to me by God's earth, and this man has nothing. He doesn't even have the opportunity to eat fresh food. An alarming reality.
Plant a Row for the Hungry or P.A.R. Is a cool thing that our Master Gardener in Fayette County do. It's donating a row of crop to a food shelter. They took it a step furthure and have a community Garden and donate the whole lot to charity! Over 25,000 lb a year!
Video and Story
http://www.11alive.com/news/local/story.aspx?catid=40&storyid=150660
Newspaper
http://volunteerpublishing.net/harvest-of-hope-group-raises-28000-pounds-of-produce-for-needy
Fayette County 4-H and Master Gardener Website
http://www.ugaextension.com/fayette/mg/MGProjects.html

Wednesday
Drying Herbs- Rosemary & Oregano
So I know there are like a million books are on this subject but, I have found that the more time you spend outside, the closer you feel to the community around you. We straight up live in the burbs of southern Clayton County. Am I thinking that my little sustainability project is going to bring me closer to my other .54 acre neighbors, not really.
So we have these guys living two houses down. They have 4 kids and he has awesome dreads and his name is Jeremiah. The only interaction I have with this guy is a conversation about his dog Polo (which is pleasantly screamed around the neighborhood) who likes to flirt with my Pomeranian Wicket. So since we started the garden, he is fascinated by us and one day talked to me for an hour about his own gardening woes. He is a chef, and he really wants to grow his own stuff, but the deer ate it all: So we chit chat about my deer fence for a while.
Yesterday, he comes up to us and is like, “yall’s garden is the shi*, so I’m going to copy you”. Then he says that his herb-turned-weed garden has way a lot of rosemary and oregano and do we want some. I’m in heaven because this fulfills my green dream of community agriculture and the wilderness idea of ‘foraging for wild herbs’ all at once! So I picked a boat load of herbs, and now I am drying them. The rest I transplanted into my own garden. SWEET!
DRYING HERBS
All I did was separate them into bunches, cut off the dirty ends, and string them up in a cool dry area. I am experimenting by putting some on my screened in porch and some in my hallway inside. My hallway (where my herb shelf is-thanks mom) is actually the consistently darkest part of my house that is also well ventilated. Another plus is that it in the middle of my downstairs living area so my house is smelling Rosemary sweet and Oregano Savory- better than a grade plug in could ever smell!
Sunday
Green House Manor
Jan 1, 2011. I wish I lived on a farm: sunshine, hard work and a life free from asphalt and air conditioners, problem is I live in the suburbs in south Atlanta on less than an acre.
I could complain about it, or I could defy culture (and some county zoning laws) and pretend I live on a farm anyway!
Now, I can’t rip up our driveway, and my husband is sort of attached to our air-conditioner. Since he works hard, I’m not going to fight that battle. Vaguely, I want my home to be old school, like when people would cook thier meals, grew thier food and economized as a way of life. That’s a hefty goal, especially since I am a full-time mom, a full time pastor’s wife, a part time 4-H teacher, balloon artist and seamstress. That’s 1 person = 3 ½ times. Oh yes and I have no money. So how will I begin? I’m glad you asked. I am going to plant a garden.
photo: our Green House. (and a cute kid i found at wallmart)
















