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Captain's  Blog! Archive February-March 2006

        from the Observation Deck

Finally, when you’re alone on the night watch, you have a chance to reflect on your journey. Night watch is not a time for sleeping.  Your crew is depending on you to stay awake to warn them of any impending danger; that’s your main job.  But, it’s also an opportunity to examine your own feelings about what you’ve seen and heard.  It’s not enough to think about an issue, sometimes, you simply have to put your thoughts into writing. Of course, it’s also a great way to stay alert on those starry, starry nights. 

Welcome to the Observation Deck Archives of The PenmanShip:

 

An Early Start on the Gardens

 

Rolling Out the Blanket and Lists

 

The Apple, My Daughter, Doesn't Fall Far From the Tree

 

House 37 - Getting Lost and Found on Faith

 

The Boards, the Basics, and Bella

 

Eggs, That Other Life, and Progress?

 

Pysanki Eggs, Fellowship, and Tradition

 

Hours Fly By With Research and Homework

 

Aren't I Too Old for Homework

 

 

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March 31, 2006

An Early Start on the Gardens

Midst all this turmoil and excitement, rehearsals continue and I'm at the place where I know most of my lines, just don't know where they go! Like the rest of the nation, we're enjoying unseasonably beautiful weather.  I can only assume it will snow in May to keep us on our toes!  This happens every so many years and plants that bloomed early will lose their pretty petals and focus on root growth.

I have been designing my 1700s kitchen garden and settled on a Russian Cross look for the French Intensive garden.  Four-by-four gardening sections, separated by a pebble cross with container gardens at each tip.  The 4x4 will let me harvest through to the center of each section without stepping on the soil. 

The garden produces such a high yield and literally is maintenance-free, once you've built it. Purchased the seeds for the vegetables already, and will order fruit and nut trees, as well.  I'm especially anxious to try out the new hybrid "pole" apple trees (Colonades) specifically created for small gardens. They look strange but apparently have a great crop yield which is produced on short stems from the main trunk.

Here's a little economic hint to use when buying seeds.  Most stores put the higher-priced name-brand, higher-count seed packets at the front of the store, each costing from $1.49 - $2.25.  So, make your selection and accept the fact that you won't need all those seeds in the packet and go to the back of the store with your choices in hand.  In the back, hidden from easy view, are seed packets with smaller content of the SAME vegetables etc., you've chosen but at a considerable savings, priced from $.10 - $.25 a packet!  Or, two packets for $3.00 or $.20?  You make the call. 

Not every one of your first choices will have a cheaper companion packet because they are hybrids, but most will and it's well worth the matching to get your savings. And, to be a good customer, it's only right that you return all the original packets back in their respective slots at the front of the store. 

In addition to the garden, I've been checking out the furniture and appliance stores for the best buys and have finally settled on the items needed.  Nothing can be done until contracts are signed and move-in dates available but the basic work is done.  In fact, most of the gardening will be preparing the beds and fall plantings, since it doesn't appear as though anything will happen till mid-June and that doesn't leave much time for many vegetables.  But, planning is fun.

March 28, 2006

Rolling Out the Blanket and Lists

Yea! They've accepted my offer and now we're just dickering over a few things.  It's one of the few times I didn't offer a lower price than advertised.  I wanted the house and didn't want to lose it because of any insults.  It was well worth it.

My daughter called and her bid was also accepted.  Looks like we both have very busy springs.  This is going to be a great time for throwing out everything I don't absolutely need at the new place.  I even have stored boxes that are yet to be opened that I brought with me when I moved in here!. 

Goodwill can come collect all my furniture and extra items, and the new house will get new furniture and appliances.   A new start.  How Feng Shui! Everything I have is very old (not antique, just old) and large.  The new place has smaller dimensions and really requires scaled-down furniture, at least, smaller than what I have now. 

But, first things first, moving in and getting the mighty John Deere mini-tractor.  Two-plus acres is a lot to do by hand.  I used to have a big Kubota 13-gear tractor and would use mowing time to think about the next crops in the garden. Will also have a clippings attachment and tow-bar. The circle is complete.

Lists surround me, cover the desk and most probably will be redone twenty more times before everything is right.  Even though the furniture will be new, shelving, contents, and tables will find room in one of the buildings.  There's finally a place to put all the supplies, etc., that's I've been collecting, getting ready for the final homestead.  Metal shelving and tables into the workshop, craft desk, shelving, and plastic containers for the craft shop, and order from chaos!  Life is good.

March 26, 2006

The Apple, My Daughter, Doesn't Fall Far From the Tree

Here I was, all excited, telling my daughter about finding the house and, to my surprise, she had her own news.  She was looking at houses, too.  And, thought she had found one.  She started out methodical, just like her Mom, but finally decided to just cruise around to see what might be available.  It was on one of these treks that she found her own special place.

An older neighborhood, quiet street, and fully-grown shrubs and trees.  The azaleas were out in full bloom and the sun dappled through the high cover as she drove me over to see her find.  It was beautiful and in wonderful condition.  Very little yard work because much of it was covered in blooming bushes and ground cover.  Here it was, Sunday afternoon, and almost no noise. 

I was definitely thrilled for her and told her I hoped everything went well with the bank, etc.  My daughter is very conscious of interest rates and will fight for half a point.  This can cloud judgment, sometimes, but she's old enough to handle it, herself.

Monday was the day to sign the contract with my offer and keep my fingers crossed that it will all work out. 

March 23, 2006

House 37 - Getting Lost and Found on Faith

Okay.  I don't know how you feel about turning things over to the Big Guy, but it has always worked for me and today was another wonderful example.  As you know, I've been searching for the perfect place -- perfect, in my eyes, which is what counts in this search. And, I have really discovered my County in the process! 

Having looked at 36 houses (yes, 36), it was getting closer and closer to what I wanted and understanding what was, in fact, available.  I knew, by this time, that development houses were definitely out. Handing a neighbor a sandwich through an open window was too close for comfort.  Neighborhoods with too many swing sets also put me off -- land was more important. There were many beautiful places in my own little town but they didn't beckon to me and I wanted a place that gave me the feeling that I had come home.  That may seem silly to some of you, but I really believe a house has its own personality and I would keep searching until we found each other.

But, 36 houses is a lot to look at and I was getting weary.  It had been two weeks since I had turned it over to Him. Maybe I needed to be a bit more formal in my requests? I had simply said, "Okay, God, you know what I want and like -- find it!  Thank you, very much."  That was it.  I didn't have to worry, anymore.  Laugh, if you will, it has always worked for me in the past and there was no doubt in my mind that it would continue to do so.  I'm a firm believer in God knowing me and the way I talk. I knew He wasn't going to be fooled by my adopting more formal speech.  Nope. He wouldn't be able to look, for laughing.

Yes, I did do a little cheating.  After all, He had been along on all the trips, listening to my complaints, so it wasn't as though this would be an intensive archive search for my criteria.  So, armed with pix and stats on House 37, I set out for a little community that never existed when I first moved to North Carolina, except under the term "hinterlands" to Raleighites or, to the natives, as the "other end of the County."

Armed with MapQuest (and, no, it's not perfect!) directions, I was wandering around the same country roads for about 30 minutes, getting more and more frustrated.  Stopped, again, at the same T-intersection visited at least five times before, I motioned for the driver of the van pulling up next to me to roll down her window.  I was taking action.  "Do you have any idea where such-and-such a street is located?"  "Why, yes, that's exactly where I'm going," she brightly replied, "follow me." 

Yes! Someone was in charge and I, the idiot, was blindly following this helpful stranger to my journey's end -- House 37.  The only problem with following a perfect stranger through unknown territory is that they leave you at destination's end and you are, well, still LOST. First of all, let me tell you that I really liked the house, even though it was in a development.  Situated at the end of the street, abutting a deep ravine with flowing creek, there was little chance of more housing going up right next to me, so that was very acceptable. A pseudo-forest on point-two-fifths of an acre, as seen from the western bedroom window.  Great. I can live with illusion. There would be additions needed, like a wired workshop and pottery shed, but that was doable in the spacious backyard. The two swing sets visible in neighboring yards could be avoided, if I placed everything toward the western edge of the lot. Hmmm, had I found my home?

As it turned out, no.  I really was lost, a feeling very new to me.  Having spent a working  lifetime putting roughly 1800 miles per month on my vehicle traveling throughout a tri-state area, I realized I was totally at sea in this rural community.  So, I took off, trying to remember the twists and turns of my earlier copilot and only succeeded in discovering even more unknown roads. If only I could find either ocean or mountain by the end of the day to, once again, get my bearings.  Why, oh, why can't they put up road signs for BOTH streets.  Obviously, as far as the NC DOT is concerned, it is assumed that in rural NC areas one inherently knows which street they are on and only require identification for those crossing! 

Tooling along a typical rural street, looking for anything familiar, I passed an old-fashioned church and much larger lots. Definitely not development.  And, then, rounding the bend, there it was -- my dream home.  With arms thrown up in the air, I said, "That's what I'm talking about, God, something like that."  And, then it hit me.  I was staring at a FSBO, a For Sale By Owner sign.  Fast-checking in the rearview mirror, I hit the brakes and backed up.  The house was adorable, just the right size. And, there was a real craft shop/store at the end of the drive! The five-foot privacy fence prevented a full backyard view, but I didn't care.  The information tube on top of the sign would hold the answers and I prayed it was within my price range.  It was!  I could seriously walk the property with interest.

Omigosh!  Wired work shop, craft store, right number of rooms, above-ground pool, two-plus acres -- it never stops!  While walking around the property, the voice of the owner floated over the fence and, apologizing for being sick, she asked if I would like to see the inside. Yes. Yes. 

Within seconds of entering, I knew God had answered my prayers -- all of them.  How, you ask?  Because everything I had specifically wanted to have and/or do with my dream home was here, in this property.  I would never have found it when I first moved to NC because it hadn't been built, yet.  And, I would definitely have never found it on the realty sites because it was a FSBO, and they weren't listed.  No, this was meant for me, and it was only after being lost that He was able to work his wonders and show it to me; otherwise, I would have taken familiar roads, leaving the area without ever seeing it.

When I told the owner about my turning everything over to God two weeks earlier, she said she had something to show me, something she had written two weeks ago in her journal.  There was the entry, "Please send us a woman really interested in crafts and a writer."  He had answered both our prayers and Faith had brought me home.

March 17, 2006

The Boards, the Basics, and Bella

Spring is a time for rejuvenation, either through new challenges or change. Rarely one to focus on just one project at a time (the curse of a creative mind), I've hit the jackpot, this year. 

The first opportunity is a chance to return to the boards and work with a director I've always admired, Paul Frellick, owner and Artistic Director of Deep Dish Theatre in Chapel Hill, North Carolina.

With determination and innovation, Paul has created a unique theatre experience for shoppers who may have never been to a live theatre production and are now solid members of this very active and growing company.

I'll be playing two characters during the May 4-27, 2006 production of Bertolt Brecht's comedic morality play, The Good Person of Setzuan, an old woman and an old wife!  I am now progressed in my theatrical life from "woman" and "wife" to the descriptive "old" woman/wife.  "Ah, me, this business of dying," to quote Fannie Hurst's memorable opening line in Back Street. Definitely a writer from a different time, but a great resource to the thinking of the early 20th Century.

Getting back to the basics started with my search for property with some land for gardening and setting up the pottery shop and kilns.  I'm really tired of stairs and want a small ranch home away from planned developments.  Fifteen-years of rest is enough. Time for a more bucolic setting.  Actually, the bug hits anytime progress catches up with me and there are more than three traffic lights in the current town!  I'm just an on-the-fringes type of gal.

I've been casually looking since the beginning of the year but have stepped up the search in earnest, now, and hope to find just the right one, before long.  Gardening has always been a pleasure and I've really missed the feel of the earth in my hands and watching things grow under my care.  French intensive gardening has been my choice since the 70s and this time around, I want to incorporate the new with the look of a 1700s kitchen garden, once I find the right place.

One of the joys of the internet is how great it is for saving time and helping you find what you want.  By joining just a few realty sites to look for places in my area, it was easy to print out ones that answered most of what I was looking for as a final home. A 3-ring binder will keep it altogether, no doubt about it.

Working as an editor for the Career Training site at BellaOnline has been quite an exercise and one, I've discovered, that I really enjoy.  Hope to keep it going for a long time. It would be great if you could pop over and join my newsletter for early notice on weekly articles.  Don't be afraid to join the Forum, either.  It needs to grow and I can use your help. So far, it's been mostly me adding content and, frankly, pretty much talking to myself.  Your voice would be greatly appreciated.

So you can see, this is a very busy spring for me and one that should keep me off the streets, behaving myself.  Right.

March 12, 2006

Eggs, That Other Life, and Progress?

Rediscovering the joy of creating my Pysanki gifts has filled those few spare minutes in my day with fun and memories.  Each one bringing back so many scenes from what I now refer to as "that other life."  For those of you who have remained with the same partner since marriage, being single again really is a strange place to find yourself.  Losing a spouse, either through death or divorce, creates another you, another world, and another direction -- self-discovery and an opportunity to discover the changes in a world you left at the altar. 

Some of us will remain single for the rest of our lives, discovering the freedom of making choices at whim and not having to answer to anybody for those choices or our time.  But, I really believe this can only work if you have created a strong support system of outside interests and people.  Choosing to remain single and not becoming a part of your community, in some way, can bring very depressive results into your life.

In truth, I've never understood those who can jump from one committed relationship immediately into another, without taking a year or so to redefine themselves.  For instance, marrying immediately after a divorce or death seems almost desperate, to me.  Marriage creates a you that needs to be excised before you can offer a whole person to someone else. Excised, not forgotten. We all carry memories of those who have shared our lives.  But, the new person has the right to expect your full attention with no comparisons or hang-ups from previous lovers.

How is it possible to skip that process?  I don't know.  Many claim to have done it with success; others have been less successful, and that's what is frightening.  Adjusting to the changes that have taken place in the singles world can be eye-opening, to say the least.  Music, communication, dating patterns, all need to be learned anew and can be daunting to more timid souls.  But, putting yourself out there is well worth the exercise and, if you know of any singles who don't, try to draw them into associations that will bring a new world of friends and activities to them.  They may be reluctant, at first, to try new things, but they will eventually thank you for your help and you will have taken an active part in their progress toward a new life. 

March 4, 2006

Pysanki Eggs, Fellowship, and Tradition

In what seems like another age, Springtime usually found my daughters and me sitting around the kitchen table decorating Pysanky or Ukrainian eggs to give to friends and family on Easter morning.  This wasn't a personal family tradition that I grew up with but a craft I discovered in the early 60's.  It was love at first sight with the preciseness of design and the beauty of the finished product and I immediately adopted the tradition and made it a part of our lives.  Most especially, I came to enjoy the hours I could spend with my daughters in a shared craft. Conversation flowed and a new form of mother-daughter friendship evolved, the kind that comes from carrying a centuries old tradition forward into the present. 

Lying dormant for the past twelve years, the tradition has been awakened, this year, by my daughter suggesting we renew the tradition -- and I was delighted.  We will also be teaching a few of her friends the process, which always makes for a fun gathering. Learning the steps is not difficult, at all, but it can take awhile to feel comfortable enough to try the more difficult designs.  But, time is a friend with a craft that spans generations.

Dating back to well before 988 A.D., when the Ukrainians first accepted Christianity (thereby changing the meaning of the egg's symbols), the Pysanky egg was a Spring festival gift given to friends offering good health, prosperity, and new hope for the new year.  The colors and symbols chosen have special meaning and, more subtle, personal, messages can be conveyed by the clever artist based on those choices. The common belief was that goodness would always prevail over evil in the world, as long as someone was decorating Pysanka eggs to keep the tradition alive. 

Traditionally, selling one was out of the question but, as more and more people discovered their beauty, it only made sense to make them available, in addition to helping many of today's Ukrainians earn a living.  Special stands and containers help preserve their beauty.  And, today, you'll find all kinds of web sites to choose from to get that special gift.

There are even a few web sites offering their eggs painted in the Pysanky style on wooden eggs.  The designs remain the same but this is strictly a commercial venture, in my opinion.  Prices are ridiculously low for the amount of work involved and I can only imagine the factory conditions of those who create them.

But, why buy, when you make your own?  Why don't you try a new challenge for this Easter season?  Basic designs are not that difficult and you'll love the results!  A great site to go to for supplies and very helpful people is All Things Ukrainian.  As the name suggests, they are not limited to Pysanka eggs, so take the time to also enjoy the other crafts of this wonderful culture.

If you want a great step-by-step tutorial, with lots of tips, helpful information, and designs, the Learn Pysanky for Yourself web site is a good starting point.  For even more ideas and pictures that can be viewed full size, check out http://journals.aol.com/mrsbachelor/AMothersNotes/entries/329  for some of Mrs. Bachelor's gorgeous Pysanky eggs.

And, of course, when I get mine finished, I'll share them with you, as well. 

February 24, 2006

Finally Graduated, So, Please Come Visit

So much has happened in such a short period of time. But, the big news is that I've finally graduated and am the full Editor for Career Training at Bella Online.  So, do come visit if you get the chance and, by all means, sign up for the newsletter and that way you will get notice of each new article posted on Monday mornings!  And, please, join my forum and share your thoughts.

There are quite a few categories to fill with articles and links, so it will take some building time but I'm really looking forward to it. There will be Book Reviews, Commuting, Continuing Education, Legal Issues, Over 50, Personnel & Problems, Raises and Reviews, Skill Building, Time Management, and Tips & Techniques. So, you can see that I'm going to be busy.

Theatre work is raising its head, again, and it appears as though I'm going to be in another production.  This will be up in Chapel Hill and the play is The Good Person of Setzuan by Berthold Brecht.   It's been a few months since I've been on the boards, so it's definitely about time.  Since the original play requires a very large cast, I'm sure most of us will be doubling up. It's going to fun and I wish you could all come.

February 16, 2006

Hours Fly By With Research and Homework

Okay, this has been quite an adventure, so far.  I've really enjoyed the courses from Bella Online and discovered an old dog can learn a few new tricks. They have a wonderful and very supportive mentoring program that makes sure you never feel alone while going through the process. So far, I've been brought up-to-date on plagiarism and copyright, working with article submissions, links, etc., 

Much of the information was going over things I already knew because the work is similar to what I've done, here, on my own site; but, I am looking forward to learning about running a forum, chats, and the other processes.

My choice was Career Training because the other small business sites were already taken and this was the closest to what I feel is reflects my experience.  Getting into the web site more thoroughly, I've come to the conclusion that it's perfect.  The subjects are limitless and I have a backlog of articles that will find a new home! 

Research is a deep love of mine and there's going to be scads of research to keep the site provocative.  I hope when I've finally graduated that you will at least come visit, and sign up for my newsletter so that you will always know when there's a new article.

I've finished most of the photograph changes for my bride's photo story and will be posting her actual wedding pictures in the sample Staria Melody by the end of the month.  She still has to send me a few more that were taken after the actual wedding, but I won't need them for the sample and I did want you to see that vows were taken and the couple is now enjoying a happy life in Atlanta.  Now, back to the books and research.

Aren't I Too Old for Homework?!

February 8, 2006

Have decided to try another avenue in the writing world.  When offered the opportunity to be an editor of a website for Bella Online, I decided to go for it. My category is Career Training and, once I've finished the training, I will let you know where it's located. 

Most of the editors are women and it's a great site for lots of informational articles and NO pop-ups or flashing banners.  The greatest thing about it is that I retain all rights to my work and can do whatever I want with it.  And, of course, it's an outstanding opportunity for more visibility.

My biggest joy in life is learning new things and this will be a first, for me.  Having this web site has been a boon and it certainly makes the training much easier, but there's still much to learn about managing a live Forum, Chat, Newsletter, and everything else that goes along with it.

Traffic is high and that's great, too.  More folks will get to see the Professional Breathing Exercises and Staria Melodies. I'm always impressed by the number of people who have found my exercises helpful.  Their testimonials are great and I know it was a good thing when I put them together. 

Well, I've still got some houses I have to check out and some homework to do, so I'd better just sign off.

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