Poultry Love

It’s been so long since I posted that I forgot how!  But it is coming back.  I have been doing a little painting over the winter break from school.  I’ve sold several paintings in my re-opened Etsy shop in the last few weeks, that I thought it was time to add some new stock.  I still don’t have much time for painting, but I have this definite need to make.  Yes, I have realized that I am a “maker”.  I just have to make something to keep my sanity.

I finished this little 4″ x 4″ painting today.  Is it a chicken or a rooster?  I am not  really sure– hence the gender neutral title.  It’s obvious I never spent a lot of time around farm animals, but it makes me smile nonetheless.

Poultry Love

Poultry Love by Pam Schoessow    bluepumpkinstudio.com

I’ve also been quilting a little bit making several small quilty things for gifts.  Since I am STILL without my longarm, I had to rent time on a machine at the local quilt shop to get my projects done.  Unfortunately, I didn’t think to take any pictures and now they are all gone!  Well except for a table runner and some placemats that were just for me.  I’ll try to post a picture of them soon (when I get the dining room table cleaned off!)  Things are still a holiday mess around here, and I return to school on Monday!

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Quilt Shop by Pam Schoessow  bluepumpkinstudio.com

I did have a wonderful time last weekend with family in Provo, Utah.  My brother and his wife just built a beautiful retirement home that is filled with treasures from their 30 years in the foreign service.  It’s not a downsized home–but one made for  lots of family and especially grandchildren.  There were rooms and beds for 18 of us for the weekend–quite a feat.  The highlight of the weekend was a 1 year olds birthday party for 2 nieces’ children that were born 46 hours apart last Dec 30 and Jan 1.  15 more family members showed up for the birthday party on Saturday.  Highlights included a crawling race (results were highly contested!) and 1 year olds (Ada Kate and Sam) chowing down on their first birthday cake.

I won’t make any promises about when I will post again.  I DO miss all of my blogging friends and hope to make it a higher priority in 2018.

Best Wishes to all of you for a happy, healthy and rewarding new year.

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Looking Back to the Past

I haven’t posted for a long time because I have been out of town visiting my 86 year old mother.  Part of that visit took us to Afton, Wyoming (about 60 miles south of Jackson) where my mother’s father’s family is from.

This is a picture of my great-grandpartents with their 11 children.  My grandfather (Elias) was the oldest son (second row-far right).  He died in 1931 when my mother was just 3 years old.  This is a picture of a picture (so not so great).  It was probably taken around 1900.

Emma & Jacob Michaelson Family

Emma & Jacob Michaelson Family

My mom and I visited the family home that a couple of daughters (who never married) had built for their parents in the 1920’s.  This is the home I remember visiting as a child.  At that time, it was the home of my great aunts Lydia and Bertha.  Lydia (the youngest born in 1892) died not that many years ago at the age of 107!  She was the oldest person in the state of Wyoming at the time.

My mom (Ada Jeanne Michaelson Griffiths) and I in front of Aunt Lydia's house in Afton, Wyoming.

My mom (Ada Jeanne Michaelson Griffiths) and  I (Pamela Jeanne Griffiths Schoessow) in front of Aunt Lydia’s house in Afton, Wyoming July 2014.

Luckily, the home is still in the family, so I was able to go inside.  It’s just like in was when I was a little girl in the 60’s.  Even the wallpaper and pictures are the same.IMG_0517IMG_0519

 

With just a few modern conveniences, (though I think it’s the same stove) the kitchen is much the same too.  Love these dark original cabinets.IMG_0513IMG_0515IMG_0520These stairs from the kitchen, lead to the basement.  I fell down these stairs when I was about 6 years old.  It was dark when I opened the door and I thought I was walking into a closet.  Luckily, I wasn’t hurt.  All I remember is waking up later on the couch in the living room.

 

Scary basement stairs

Scary basement stairs

Love these old light switches.

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My great grandfather, Jacob, build this bed.  He came from Denmark in the 1850’s and died in this home around 1928.IMG_0522It had rope “springs” underneath that held the mattress.  They don’t make them like this any more!IMG_0523Part of the 3 day reunion included a outdoor breakfast which has been held here for over 30 years.

 

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It’s held in the front yard of the home built by my grandfather’s brother, Joseph (also in Afton).

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Hot pancakes along with eggs and ham (cooked on an outdoor grill) are always part of the menu.IMG_0535I love this picture of my mom visiting with her cousin, Helen. IMG_0537I’ll be going out to visit my mom again in October so that I can help her write her personal history.  Remembering the past is so important for future generations.  Hope you enjoyed this little blast to the past.