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Once again, it’s World Naked Gardening Day, a favorite with the Farthing Crowd! Bearengaria chose to shed her familiar green vest, opting instead for the simplicity of caramel fur. Light rain freshened the garden as she worked, gilding the lilies. It was a pleasant task for an Adventure Bear, and although the Resident Robin may have looked askance on this bare bear, being “nekkid” bothered ‘Gari not a whit.

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Mark me!

All Hallows Eve 2024…a grand night for revisiting Shakespeare’s ghosts.

The Alabama weather is seasonably warm…perfect for celebrating World Naked Gardening Day. The geraniums were moved, by someone fully clothed, thank goodness, from their indoor winter window to the front porch for spring and summer.

Among the geraniums, Taffenous filled the “Bee Cups“, the garden’s little watering troughs for busy pollinators. The cups hold but a teaspoon of water, making them safe for bees. It is a task for many small wooden hands during the long, hot season. However, it looks as though the cups might need a thorough scrub before use! Any volunteers?

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The little house on the corner hums with gentle activity and lots of humor every Monday morning. Friends gather with art supplies, projects, dreams and a tasty contribution to the luncheon potluck. Around the studio table, lessons are learned, skills acquired, fellowship strengthened. In the cozy kitchen, sorrows are halved by the sharing. Miss Jo opens her home and her heart; guides, instructs, encourages.

Snip came along this Monday and was surprised with a Christmas gift from Miss Jo! A darling portrait of a wee mouse seeking relief on a hot afternoon waited for her on the studio table. Snip let out a mousie squeak of pure joy!

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A double treat, Snip thought, chuckling to herself. The portrait so resembled “Knitnoid”, a dear friend from the local theatre.

The Wiregrass Hitties and Mad for the Farthing Crowd truly appreciate Miss Jo’s kindness and talent, but most of all, her heart.

The week’s end found Elodie in the hills of North Georgia enjoying a breath-taking afternoon at Berry College in Rome. The autumn day was bright and warm; the buildings and grounds inspiring.

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A pond at the Mountain Campus held Elodie’s interest. It was soothing to wooden spirits in need of refreshment. Clambering among the cypress knees helped get the sap flowing…

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…and introduced her to the local resident, rumored to be, at times, unwelcoming.

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Elodie found the swan to be generous, however, and happily gathered feathers strewn around the pond. They’ll be festive decoration for a new Christmas bonnet!

…Agapanthus with the first of the season peach from the barely thought of peach tree. Fragrant, perfectly blushed and a breath away from ripeness, the fruit had begged for picking before the rains.

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To a six-inch doll, the lawn is a vast wilderness. To the homeowner, it is a private meadow. To the neighbors, the unruly garden is a nuisance, always trying to spread its wealth of weeds beyond that which is seemly. The Spiderworts are particularly generous with themselves – happy to grow in any and every corner. Some consider Spiderworts nothing but invasive, but Hyacinth Paw-Paw sees something worth celebrating.

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Like herself, wearing the effects of age and toil, the Tradescantia are flawed. Their habits are untidy, their beauty fleeting. But, of course, both doll and flower are much loved…warts and all.

Understanding the stories of Patrick may not be entirely true, but wishing to celebrate his feast day in a way consistent with his faith, Hitty Elodie sets out to offer refuge to those rumored to have been driven from their homeland by the Blessed Saint. Seán, Séamus and Casssidy have found friendship, comfort and a home in the Wiregrass, as well as potential employment with a local acting company.

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Pith Viper Pattern

A pithy pattern for creating the Vipers. Snakes are approximately 5 inches in length.

Materials required: A very small bit of fingering weight wool (I used KnitPicks Stroll Tonal), US #0 or #1 double-pointed needles, small stitch marker, tapestry needle, two small beads, sewing thread to coordinate/contrast with beads, sewing needle, regular knitting supplies.

Begin: On one dpn, cast on 2 stitches. Work a 2 stitch I-cord for around 1-5/8 inches, or to your liking.

On next row: K1, KFB, K1. (3 sts.) Work a 3 stitch I-cord for 1-1/2 inches, or, again, as you wish.

On next row: K2, KFB, K1. (4 sts.) Work a 4 stitch I-cord for approximately 1-1/2 inches. Reduce to 3 stitches by working K1, K2tog, K1.

Working the head: On the next row, KFB in each stitch. (6 sts.) Divide the stitches evenly across 3 dpn’s. Place marker. Round 1: Knit around.

Round 2: Needle 1- K1, KFB. Needle 2- K1, KFB. Needle 3- K2. (8 sts.)

Round 3: Knit around.

Round 4: SSK, K2, K2tog, K2. (6 sts.)

Round 5: Knit around.

Round 6: SSK, K2tog, K2tog. (3 sts.)

Finishing: Cut wool, leaving a 6 inch tail. Thread the tail onto tapestry needle. Slide the 3 stitches off their needles onto the tapestry needle, pull through and tighten to form “nose”. Use your tapestry needle to neatly work in both ends. Roll the head around a bit with your fingers to shape it.

Stitch beads onto the head with the sewing thread and a very fine needle. (It helps to look at a photo of a snake.) Pull the sewing thread snugly to encourage the beads to nestle into the head and not merely lie on the surface.

Created especially for The Wiregrass Hitties & Mad for the Farthing Crowd,

St. Patrick’s Day, 2021

At the junction where the Choctawhatchee and Pea Rivers meet…

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…rosy lily pads invite wanderers to step across time…

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…into the shelter of Age and Wisdom.

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The Old Constitution Oak has stood for over 200 years. To even pronounce on its venerability seems impertinent for a young sprout like Elodie. However, The Oak knows its worth, and bears her no ill will for all her youth and presumption.

https://www.onlyinyourstate.com/alabama/oldest-living-tree-al/

Many years ago, three tiny dollies sprang to life under beautiful blue Mediterranean skies. The three were “Make-Do” dolls, cobbled together from bits of familiar old fabric with a lick of paint and glue – whatever could be found in the scrap basket. Old hands worked with young hands…the young hands very likely still bearing the remnants of crinkly molasses cookies. Molasses must have given the dolls their sweet dispositions and a certain tenacity.

Little girls grow, of course. Dollies may not be forgotten, but perhaps exchanged for company more suitable to the time. It is the way of the world, and dollies are patient souls. The three were quite unshakeable in their hope for the future.

Time passed, and before another Christmas could come and go, a special pair of grandmotherly hands loved the dollies into new life with a bright and cheerful new home. Each was given a magical set of wings, for the dolls had become Fairies – Thistle, Clover and Sorrel.

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Sorrel, astride her noble steed

The patient Fairies live now with a wise little girl in a beautiful garden. They enjoy an ideal life – tending wee Fairy chickens and reading books. Their original companion is quite grown, with a home and family of her own, and still baking molasses cookies.

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