Sunday, December 31, 2017

Ending another year.....

to begin a new one.
Packing all the "COURAGE" I was able to gain from the old year right inside me to take along the new and un walked paths of 2018.
Walking those paths with a "PURPOSE"
Purpose, "my word" for the New Year.

Have you chosen your word?  Or do you think it's silly so don't even give it a thought?
It's amazing how powerful just one word can be.  How it makes you rethink an action, undertake and action, calm you, encourage or maybe even put you in your place.  

Purpose.  I find sometimes I wake up and think I've lost or misplaced mine.  I lay in bed at night and wonder what it really is....usually after a bad day.  Is my purpose here so friends might use me for their joke it to cook and clean, do book work, pay bills.  
Is my purpose so some will have a subject for the rumor mill, to blame or accuse.  
I've given this last paragraph much thought.  
Not my purpose any longer, or I will surely work hard at not allowing it to be.
I will be packing all of this and more into a big ole box today, locking it up and throwing away the key.  We can't change the past, nor others actions, thoughts and deeds.
We can change how we look at each new day and live with a 
A purpose to do good things and pass those along to others.
In 2018 I will work on living a life of Purpose
Purpose I choose
Thinking that bag of Courage I have packed up to take along is going to make finding and keeping my Purpose a whole lot easier.

One simple word might change your outlook on a whole lot of things
Have you got your word for 2018?

Wishing you all a safe and happy New Years Eve......
From the Lane,

Sunday, December 24, 2017

Most of All......

on Christmas Eve most folks are busy scurrying around taking care of last minute shopping,
baking and all that comes with this biggest of holidays.
Many of us along with all of the above, are remembering those who aren't with us to share 
the time with family and friends.  

Done with all my scurrying, I sit here with a cup of coffee.
Taking a short break before I get myself ready for my clan to arrive.
Thoughts go to those who won't be with us, the list is too long, and my mind goes to the one I miss...
Most of All.

The one who always decked the house out to the hilt, inside and out.  The bigger the tree the better, even if more lights were needed than last year or it had to be "wired" to the window sill to keep it upright and sturdy.   Like the one we had to tie to the top of the old Pontiac Tempest Station Wagon that year to get it home because it wouldn't fit inside and leave room for my brother and me.
And outside....oh my.  The kids use to kid about following the glow in the sky to get to the house.
The one who loved everything about Christmas, no matter how much more work it involved, who waited for that last paycheck to be able to run out and be sure that the kids got new snow saucers or whatever he felt might bring a smile to the faces of all.  
The one who loved to have everyone gather together, even if it meant twenty plus family members stuffed in every nook and cranny of the brand new single wide home moved into after selling the big farmhouse.  The one who said it made it like home.  
He was right, as he most always was.  We have photos of us that year, taking naps after dinner.
We look like a bunch of sausages all laid out on that living room floor.
Didn't matter, we were together.

So many memories I could continue to share.  Happy mostly, mixed in with a few sad.
The one who said what made him the maddest about being sick was seeing how it hurt us.
The one who drove through blinding lake snow to fetch a grand daughter home for Christmas.  
The one who could play Rummicube for hours on end, who loved to go to the Grocery, eat, cook and would drop everything at a moments notice if help was needed.
The glue of our somewhat patched together family.  Just goes to show that sometimes patched is better than like new....or at least that's how I look at it.

The one who gifted me with this sweet antique Santa that makes me smile and warms my heart each time I see it.  
I also get a little heartache each time at the thought of a life gone too soon at 62
The one who taught us the love of Christmas
Miss you Dad...
Most of All

Thursday, December 21, 2017

Christmas Home Tour.....

Just a quick note to share the link that I totally forgot to include in my last post.
Many have asked for a peek at the Lane House decked out for the Holidays.....
A simple, country, colonial style is what I've tried to achieve.
I hope you'll stop by for a visit and also that you'll feel right at home.

Merry Christmas!

Wednesday, December 20, 2017

I Believe in the Magic......

of Christmas and Kindness....
Children and Dogs

of Miracles and Prayers....
Good Deeds and Caring

of Faith and Courage....
Family and Friends

I Believe in the Magic of
All Things Good

My Christmas wish is for All to Believe in the Magic....
The Magic of All Things Good
Imagine the Possibilities

May Your Christmas be Merry and Bright......
From the Lane,
Wayne, Sharon, Sophie, Ivy & Isabelle

Sunday, November 19, 2017

We Welcome You......

A gathering of simple country treasures ~
Come gather wonderful goods to cozy up your home for Christmas and Everyday
Handmade offerings of ornaments galore, fresh and faux greens
Antiques, big and small 
Wonderful Folk Art creations from Barbara Young and Marlene Dusbiber and even a few from 
YellowDog Lane~
Our Cellar Studio is stocked with wonderful wools, fabrics, notions, patterns and kits and we also have the new Punch Needle & Primitive Stitcher magazine available....
"HollyDove" is a featured design is this issue from right here on the Lane!  
So much to share with you....
Come out for a relaxing day in the Country....
A cup of hot mulled cider, served with a side of friendship and laughter,
a dash of inspiration and a pinch of holiday cheer to start the season out right!

We hope you are able to join us....

From the Lane,

Tuesday, October 31, 2017

Hairy the Woodpecker, Isabelle, Me......

and of course the Girls in the mix.
The start of our day appeared as it was going to be normal.  Up and out to the garage to feed all the Girls, me back in for coffee while they eat, a quick walk down the Lane and around the Farm....
and so on.  
Let's see, the normal stopped halfway into filling the Girls bowls with a ruckus of some sort at the bottom of the Cellar steps.  Isabelle shoots like a lightning bolt down the steps, my first notion that the "normal" was shifting, not sure how much of a shift just yet but sure I would find out soon.
That's when Hairy came flying out of the stairwell, dipping and diving around the garage with Isabelle in hot pursuit.  After their initial shock the Girls realize there is something after their Mom.  It may have been because their Mom was ducking and dodging Hairy as he franticly tried to escape Isabelle the Murderous B.  Yes, the B stands for what you are most likely thinking.  She was lovingly given that name years ago by April....and a deserved name indeed.  Anyway....  The Girls are running around the garage in search of what the cause of all this commotion is and what must be an enormous threat to the life of their person.  They are protective.
Hairy finally finds a safe perch on Mondo, one of Big Pops whitetail mounts.  My first thought is he will start feeling too much at home and try to peck bugs from Mondo's hide.  There are none there but you know, instinct.  Mondo is Big Pops pride and joy and I know I can't let this happen so I get the broom and shoo him away from his perch.  More dipping, diving, ducking and dodging to follow...Isabelle in pursuit and the Girls barking in their efforts to save me from Hairy.  
I manage to get both big garage doors, and people doors open to the outdoors.  I catch Isabelle and secure her in the Carriage House, the Girls in the house.  I decide I need to get dressed before I attempt the capture and release.  I surely wouldn't want UPS Tommy or the FedEx truck to pull in and find the red-haired, pajama clad, muck boot wearing, broom bearing lady of the Lane frantically swooping through the garage.....on Halloween no less.  Or heaven forbid my Emma to arrive and witness it all and feel it her duty to call her Dad to tell him that maybe, just maybe there might be a crack in her Gma's mental state, so.....
Dressed with broom in hand if needed, I peek into the garage. Hairy is perched on the garage door tracks.  He seems to be fine, minus more than a few feathers and probably still scared to bits, but physically okay I think.  
I really don't want to use the broom to nudge him and scare him more so I open a new packet of suet and sit it on the top of my Blazer which is just beneath him.  I quietly go back into the house in hopes he will be attracted by the suet and once down to it will see he can just fly free.  
It worked.  I checked about a half hour later and Hairy had left the garage.  Mondo was intact.
The Girls saved me from harm.  Isabelle?  Isabelle is naughty.  

The first hour of my day spent corralling a woodpecker in my garage.  
What would life be without such an adventure every now and then.  I know it wouldn't be
Life on the Lane, so I wouldn't want it any other way!

Wishing you all a wonderful adventure for your day....
a Happy Halloween and a great rest of your week!

Working on the schedule for classes here in the Cellar Studio for next year.  If you have an interest in joining a regular group, a single class or an Open Studio Day, shoot me an email to be added to the list of those I send info to.  We would love to have you join us.
Just never know what kind of adventure might be in store for you here at YDL!

Take good care,

Tuesday, September 12, 2017

Mums, Foreign Languages and Little Amish Boys.....

and yes, I know, most of you are thinking where in the world is she going with this one....
well, let me tell you.  

Normally I don't like to get my mums quite this early, but with the Home & Harvest event coming up and all the preparation involved, I decided I might better get them now while I still have my wits, or at least somewhat, about me.  Also fearing that the selection might be less than stellar if I waited much longer as well.  
The Girls and I piled into the truck, me driving of course, Sophie riding shotgun and Miss Ivy in the back.  Kinda like driving Miss Daisy.  She is the Princess after all.  
We pull into the Amish Mum farm and the Girls wait in the truck while I shop.  Row upon row upon row of mums, every size, most every color.  The Amish Lady greets me and inquires as to what colors I might like.  Of course I am rather specific on that.  Deep reds, some whites and the pumpkin color....absolutely no pinks.  We don't do pink and that's another story for another time.  
I tell her I need around twenty of them, her eyes light up and she head to get the cart to haul them.  Following along behind her on her return are two of the cutest little Amish fellows you can imagine.  Sweet little bowl cuts, beautiful round faces smudged with the morning dirt, barefoot and just plain precious.  They both take a shine to me.  I know, I'm old, it could've been my imagination but I don't think so.  It's been a few years since a little guy like that gazed up at me with that look but I know it when I see it.  The littlest was just taken by my toe polish, oh, and my earrings.  The older one, by about a year I'd say, was busy impressing me with his expertise at loading and unloading my mums of choice.  I'd guess he was about four and he knows his business of mums.  
Pretty soon the little guy has a firm grip on three of my fingers and we walk hand in hand, shopping the mums, while he gazed up at me in adoration.  Or maybe I'm old and imagined it.  
Mums are all chosen and the elder brother hops into the back of the truck and we load them in.  Me one handed as my second hand is being held by my new friend.  
Mom is giving instructions.  That's when she says to me, "I hope it's alright that I speak to them in German as they don't understand English yet".  I say of course it is.  Then to make small talk I tell her my Grandpa was German but I don't understand the language.  Well, maybe a word here and there.  For the most part I'm and English speaking girl from the country.  Now don't get me wrong, I do remember some French from High School, and Elsa taught me some swears in Spanish this past weekend, not to mention that I know lots of Swedish thanks to my pal Tilda....and you know, come to think of it, I even know a few words in Japanese thanks to my little brother.  Huh, guess you might say I'm bilingual....well alright, that might be a stretch but hey.  
I pay for the truck load of mums and the little guys get a few pets in on the Girls.  My hand is still firmly gripped by the little guy.  I tell them thank you for being such great helpers.  They beam from ear to ear and then the little guy puts his arms up to me and puckers up for a smooch.
Melted my heart.  I might be old but he was taken with me and it wasn't my imagination.
Isn't it funny how something so sweet and simple can make your day so much better.  

I continue to ready things for the Home & Harvest event on October 7
Will update as days go along and hope that many of you will make plans to join us for a simple
day in the country.

Mums, Foreign Languages, Little Amish Boys...
Pick up trucks, Shotgun Rider and Miss Ivy.
It's a pretty wonderful life here on the Lane.

As ever,

Tuesday, August 22, 2017


we all have them.  We all hope we make it for another one.  
Pretty much just another day as we get older.
I had one, last Friday.  Just another day.....or so I thought.  

I got up with the sun, as usual, and was greeted with the wagging tails and lapping tongues
of the Girls who make that sun shine a bit brighter for me every day.  We took a quick walk down the Lane and around the Farm.  Perfect way to start just another Friday.  
It was my birthday though.  I decided to treat myself to a pedicure so I got myself presentable 
to leave the driveway and off I went.  
I probably should've soaked my feet prior....I didn't.  They had their work cut out for them.
They soaked, and scrubbed and soaked and scoured and finally my feet were presentable too. 

Just another day, so I headed back towards home.  Thinking Nanc might be able to take a short road trip with me.  We try to make a point of doing something for each others birthdays.  Nothing big. 
Just two friends spending just another day with each other.  

I get to the drive and turn in.  There are 20 or more cars parked.  I panic and think, 
"oh my Lord, I scheduled something for today and forgot it"!
Then I see this.....
both sides of my drive, lined with people.  Not just regular people.  Very special people.
It was like a Birthday Parade and I felt like the Queen.  I think I may have even waved.  
I was dumbfounded.  They all sang Happy me.  
A birthday feast had been prepared and my garage had been turned into a 
country birthday paradise.  
There were balloons and sunflowers.  Raspberry pies and special cupcakes.
There were even presents....for me.  
Most importantly though, there were all these very special people here to celebrate with me.  

Nanc, the ring leader.  She organized, planned, schemed and even fibbed to me.  A few others did the same.  So I would be none the wiser.  So I wouldn't venture off to Tilda's as I had planned.
Big Pops was in on it too.   I'm betting Sophie, Ivy and Isabelle were as well.

I had never had a real birthday party.  Not one I remember.  Where all your best friends are there to celebrate with you.  Where you eat lots of good food, cupcakes and raspberry pie.
Where there are presents and wonderful cards with beautiful notes inside.
Where everyone makes you feel special and loved and enough.

All these special women.  Gathering here to make me feel special too.  And they did....
very special.  My heart was full.....
and yes, I cried.  Happy tears, very happy tears.

It wasn't just another day, not just another day at all.
I love you all.  Thank you for loving me too.

The Birthday Girl,

Monday, August 21, 2017

Miracle Girl.....

That's what the Doc is calling our Sophie.  A bit of a miracle for sure, a miracle we think the result of good care at our Animal Hospital, endless love from her People and most important to us the support and caring from all of her Prayer Warriors!
Visit to the Doc today, blood work is unbelievably perfect.  I have the readout with the previous counts, given to me to see the comparison and how she went from near death from liver, pancreas and kidney failure to feeling pretty darn good, all things considered!  
She is eating well and the autoimmune issue seems to be in some sort of remission.  She is happy, loves to roam the Lane and Farm and always ready for a ride.  
They do think this all may have compromised her thyroid and that is being checked now at MSU and she is on a special anti inflammatory for her lameness also caused from all she's been through.  
To us, these are just mole hills compared to the mountains this sweet soul has climbed these past six weeks.  My heart sings with relief that we will most likely be given more time with our Girl and that she will be happy and content as well.
I can't put in to words how grateful we are for all of you and your support, concern, love and prayers through all of this.  
Powerful offerings from our Friends.  Thank you so very much.
We are blessed.

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Looking ahead here from the business standpoint.....
Busy readying some new classes, new offerings and even a fun day here on the Lane!
Our Cellar Stitchers 2 will be meeting here for their class on Wednesday and then a bit of a break until after the Labor Day holiday.  
I will continue to be very busy with stitching, creating, planning and more right on through the holiday and beyond.  I hope to have a schedule to share with you within the next week giving you a peek at the upcoming months at YellowDog Lane!

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Wishing you all a wonderful week.....closing in on those last days of August, take time to enjoy!

From the Lane,

Monday, July 24, 2017

Back from the Doc....

She gained back two lbs and although the blood work wasn't all where they would like to see it....
they all did a happy dance just to see her prancing through that door!  They truly thought they were sending her home for her last days as they had exhausted what they could do medically at that time.  
The labs show the pancreas to be back to almost normal levels but the liver counts are much more elevated and that is of course a concern but thinking if she conquered that "nastier than they've ever seen" pancreas then she will get over this hurdle as well.  
A few changes suggested to try with her diet and a supplement that will help the liver and if all goes well with no setbacks she goes back in a month for another check up.  
With the liver issue they are still advising that we don't reintroduce the meds for her autoimmune disease.... I will watch for issues or complications with that and we will take it as it comes.  

She is a content Girl now, happy and has comfort here at home.....for now I am so thankful for that.
Thank you once again....from the bottoms of our hearts for being our Prayer Warriors for Sophie!
We believe that's why she is home and happy!

Her sister Ivy now out weighs her by 24 lbs......she is a big boned Girl!  Actually she is just a big English Yellow with lots of muscle...and that's coming from the Doc!!

Life on the Lane has been chaotic to say the least these past couple of weeks....we're ready for some normalcy, I'm just not sure what that might be though with me and my crew!  

Scheduling classes and some other fun things for fall and winter and I will share all of that with you very soon.  The Cellar Stitchers 2 will be meeting on Wednesday here in the Studio to work on the
Folk Art Table Square project.....I am working on a myriad of things, ornaments, table mats, runners....wearables, yes, wearables and much more.
Stay tuned!

Take Good Care,

Friday, July 21, 2017

Oh This Girl of Ours......

and isn't this just about the sweetest face ever!!

Our Sweet Sophie is beating the odds according to the Doc.  They truly didn't think she would be with us still.....and here we are with her eating almost like normal, taking her walks and riding shotgun with Momma.  
She will visit the Doc come Monday and have blood work done to see how the pancreas, liver and kidneys are fairing and we'll go from there.  
We do realize with the auto immune disease that she has that she will most likely have complications of some sort in the future.  She will be starting back on some meds for that after blood test results are in and they feel it's time.  For now....
we are grateful that she is happy and enjoying life at home where she loves and is loved!

I am a believer and I just know that all of you who jumped in on our prayer chain for Sophie and her family have been am important part on making her our Miracle Girl!
If it's only for awhile longer we have her we will forever remember all the love sent our way that played a part in the extra time we were able to spend with her and she with us.

Love to All,
Big Pops, Sharon, Sophie, Ivy & Isabelle

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Home Again, Home Again.....

and jiggity jig doesn't even begin to express how happy we all are!
and I know she isn't exactly doing a jig right here but let me say that after five days and nights in a strange place without your people with tubes running into you, laying in a kennel with a cone on your head....I think I'd be looking much the same.  
She certainly had a spring in her step when she seen I was there and it got more springy as she realized we were headed for the door together and then when she seen her truck....oh my!

She is still a very sick Girl and is going to need pampering and you all know that of course she's in the right place now for that.  
We aren't sure how things will go but after talking with the Doc and the Doc seeing how she reacted to being with her Momma, it was decided that she needed to come Home.  

We have plans to walk in the woods and along the Lane....roam the Farm and the alfalfa field.  
Take some long rides and stop for ice cream.  
We will lay in the grass and do nothing and if she wants to sleep on the bed with us, I'm betting she's going to be right there snugged in.  

We are still praying for a miracle of sorts....that the pancreas might heal and things will turn around.  
We will keep our faith that whatever will be best for her is what will come.

We do know that if love plays a factor then she stands a chance.....
She is Home....
Home, where we Love
Where she knows she is loved and where she is happy and content.  

Sophie is Home.....quite possibly to spend her last days.
We will fill those days with the love she has known since we made her ours almost eight years ago.

Thank you everyone who has reached out to us in prayer, caring thoughts and your love.
This isn't easy but knowing we are wrapped in the arms of so many makes it much more bearable.

Continued prayers for healing and comfort welcome.

From the Lane.....
Big Pops, Sharon
Sophie, Ivy & Isabelle

Home, Where We Love is Home
Where Our Feet May Leave....
But Never Our Heart

Sunday, June 25, 2017

A few offerings.....

on the YellowDog Lane PictureTrail Page....

A bit of this and that....mostly Americana to celebrate the upcoming holiday!
Going through tubs and totes from the move and finding treasures I didn't know I had and also a few new stitchings from the Cellar Studio here on the Lane....
Take a peek if you have the time and the desire!

Feeling almost fall like here on the Lane....thinking it won't last long but almost a bit refreshing after those extremely hot days we were experiencing!  

Hoping all is well with you and yours and that you're able to take some time to enjoy the upcoming holiday, reflect on your blessings and offer gratitude to those who have sacrificed to make our freedom possible.

Cheers to the Red, White and Blue!!!

From the Lane,

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Oh this Girl......

I realize that most of the time I'm telling tales of this Girl and how mischievious she is, and that she is, but.... she is also so very smart, beautiful and oh the sweetness she possesses!
Today here in the Cellar Studio.....Stitchers, a day that the Girls (Sophie & Ivy) look forward to as much as the Stitchers and Me.  I just say, "the Girls are coming today" and really, I know some of you think I'm nuts, but they know....they really do, they wait at the bottom of the steps watching and listening for the door to open so they can run and greet.  
They also have come to know all....they know who treats them all the time, Bonnie.....who brings a bag of treats to leave, Maxine....who needs their feet warmed and who is good at keeping them in line like Mom, Sue.  But, this baby of mine today and Sophie too but she is older and we have come to know that she senses things that are out of round with someone, just like big Sis Grace always did.  I mean, Sweet Soph has spent a lot of time on Cellar Days tending to Doris as she battled her cancer, knowing that Doris needed that extra bit of love....and of course the fact that she senses my anxiety and knows when she needs to make body contact with me.  Today though, it was this big brute of a baby I have who intercepted our new Stitcher Chris, on her way down the steps.  They had never met until today....Ivy spent the first hour or more tending to Chris.  She kissed her and held her hand, laid her head in her lap and laid by her side.  It was amazing.....
You see, Chris just finished up her final  chemo treatment.  You can call me crazy if you will but this Ivy of mine has that same keen sense her big Sister's had/have and she knows when she needs to comfort and love and just be with someone who isn't feeling quite up to par.  She has shown it with me most recently but this today was by far the confirmation that she is yet another beautiful blonde caregiver...
How blessed am I! all know how much I love these YellowDogs of mine but I do want to share with all of you who follow for the Stitching, Wool, Creating part of my blog....
Geraniums&SaltGlaze was on the agenda today!
A sweet and simple project in wool that was very well received and a fun stitch for sure!
A few kits are available for pick up or shipping as are the paper patterns or instant downloads via email.  If you're interested shoot me an email

We have lots of wool projects in the works for the last half of this year as well as some Needle Felting, Punch Needle and Rug Hooking.  
A Summer Day on the Lane and HarvestTime at YellowDog Lane in the works as well.....
stay tuned for more info on all or email to be added to the list to receive it to your inbox.

Wishing you all a wonderful first weekend of Summer.....

From the Lane,

Thursday, May 25, 2017


sure, she appears sweet and innocent, but.....

My morning.  Let's start with the fact that I had been awake since around 1:45 and hadn't conquered the getting back to sleep task.  The Girls are usually ready to be fed around 6:30 and I'm ready for a cup of coffee by that time if not earlier.  We keep their food in large old crocks in the garage and since Sophie has had her issues I feed them in the house so I can see whether or not she's having trouble chewing.  Out to the garage I go to get their breakfast, and of course the accompany me, as always.  Well....Isabelle is in the garage, which is a normal thing, what isn't normal is that she is dragging a gravely injured rabbit that is about as big as she is, around the garage with her.  
Can you picture bedlam?  The Girls were chasing her, she was running frantically to keep her catch away from them and I was running interference and yelling for her to "drop the rabbit"!  
Laugh if you will, but believe me, at the time, this was no laughing matter.  
Finally I manage to herd the Girls back into the house and I get her to drop the rabbit, at which time I scoop up with the dustpan and dispose of.  She spends the next hour or so stalking the garage in search of her catch and howling like she was wounded, while the Girls barked from inside thinking something was amiss with the little Sister.

Fast forward about two hours.  The Girls are ready for one of our daily walks so we head out and me, wearing my slippers, kicked them off and put my ankle Mucks on and we take off on a short jaunt down the Lane and around the Farm and back to the house via the woods path.  
We get inside and I see Isabelle is still or maybe again, acting somewhat strange.  I think she's still feeling deprived after losing track of the rabbit.  Oh know, I should've been so lucky.
I kick my Mucks off and try, yes try, to put my slipper on....and of course I cram my foot in harder wondering what the heck is blocking my foot from going in.  So.....I pull my foot, pick up the slipper and get it about nose level when a mouse.....yes, a mouse, comes flying out.  I swear the little varmint had wings the way he sailed out of that slipper.  And yes, I screamed, I mean a flying mouse had just tried to kill me in my own garage, who wouldn't scream!  
This is when the mayhem began.  My scream, the Girls barking because they think something is after me and Isabelle looking somewhat content that she has a bead on her most recent prey.  It was a free for all for what seemed like ten minutes, but I'm thinking it was probably more like 45 seconds.  Me trying to keep the mouse from running down the basement stairs to the Studio, Isabelle trying to catch the mouse and keep me from stealing it and the Girls tearing around barking and trying to protect me from whatever the horrendous creature was that was trying to kill their Mom.  

The mouse made it to the basement.  I promptly set a trap.  Isabelle was even more promptly relegated to the out of doors for the rest of the day and the Girls were so worn out they came in and took a nap.  

Innocent you say....think again.
All in a day with life on the Lane.

Wishing you all a wonderful holiday weekend.  
A time to remember all those who have left us and remind ourselves of their sacrifices for all we are blessed with today.  And also to know that they are still with us if only in memory and in our hearts.

Take good care,

Monday, May 22, 2017

Six years past.....

yet at times it seems like just yesterday, and other times so much longer.  
The end of a dream.  A dream that we built in the middle of a corn field on a dirt road next to no many of you have heard me say.  
A dream that many doubted would ever see the end of the first full year.  So much for the doubters.

As I look back on that day six years back a lump forms in my throat and tears slip down my cheeks.  
Sad for all that was lost.  A building that held much sentimental value and had my heart as I know now the heart of many others.  I thought for a time that my purpose was lost with the building and it's contents.  It actually took me several years to realize that it wasn't, my purpose is just different today.

I also look back on that day now and smile.  Smile at all the wonderful memories made at
Saltbox Farm.  The many days spent there with customers who became much more, they became friends.  Many of them more like family.  
I smile as I'm thankful that all that was lost was material.  Grateful that my family, friends and the fire fighters all remained safe.  Gratitude for the outpouring of love and help from so many on that dreadful Sunday in May.  

Tears for the loss yet, yes.  Much bigger joy that the loss was really material and for the most part after the healing, replaceable.  
The most important things remain intact and strong in my heart and mind.  
My family, my friends....
the family and friends of Saltbox Farm.

Thank you for the wonderful memories.  Thank you for your continued support as I grow another little dream here on the Lane.  Much smaller than the one of many years ago but a dream just the same.  In to our second year here at YellowDog Lane, and lets just say....
the fun is just beginning!
Come follow along on our little adventure!

Won't you share a memory of Saltbox Farm with me?  
I won't promise a tear won't be shed but I do promise with each share my heart will fill.

This picture was found following the broken, paper intact with this message.

From the Lane,

Friday, May 12, 2017

Me, the Girls, cuppa Joe.....

and some country roads.
Thinking that might be all I need to say to have you know what a great Friday morning I had.....
okay, I'll tell you more!

Up at 5 and after enjoying my coffee on the Farmer's Porch, a sweet chat with each of two of my very favorite women, the Girls and I piled in the truck and hit the road.
With my Shotgun Rider by my side.....
and my favorite Backseat Babe we were on our way!

We did some antiquing and junking and a bit of garden shop hopping.  Gathered a few treasures along the way.....
I'll have to say the old sprinkler being my favorite, not that the mustard firkin and tin patched carrier don't rank right up there.  A few more things still stashed in the Carriage House but they need to be spruced up a bit before debuting!

We got to say "hello" to Diane at Best Friends Antiques and of course to the shop kitty BK....
and browse the shop as well.  Such a welcoming place to visit.  Best Friends is located in Blanchard in case you aren't familiar...take a drive and check them out.

So many of my favorite sites along the country roads.  Things are greening up, the sun shining brightly, the aroma of fresh cut grass and freshly spread cow mud.....
turtles covering the logs in the waters we pass, freshly plowed fields and a sign of my favorite veggie found right here in the neighborhood.  

We don't have the malls and the fast food, nor the big box or fancy fare....
but we have something that in my minds eye is priceless.

Give me all this and more of the same every day, for the rest of my life and I will die a happy Girl.

Wishing you all a great Mom's Day weekend.  May it be filled with all the things you love but most importantly with those who love you.

Thank You God for this good life, and forgive me if I don't love it enough.....

From the Lane,

Saturday, May 6, 2017

Sunny Saturday.....

here on the Lane.  Albeit a bit chilly for May I am happy for the sun.  As are the Girls as it means for sure they get their walks in!  
This is along the woods path....I'm sure some of you would remember if you were able to take the walk.  See the water in the background?  If "Ivy" was you first thought.....yup, she ended up dead center in that while I was working on the photos.  She's a wild one alright and she is my water dog, no doubt about that.....but she makes me smile way more than she could ever make me frown.  She's a keeper for sure!!

Does this look familiar.....
taken from the Barn at SBF on our walk this morning as well.  It amazes me how the trees I planted as starters have grown so tall.  The Trevor/Gma tree makes me smile each time I see it...planted when he was four, he's now 24.  It was no taller than he it's taller than the Saltbox....and he is definitely taller than Gma.  So blessed that I am able to still wander those grounds that I loved so much.  It's been seventeen years ago that we were readying to open the shop at many of you remember......I surely do.....and everything in between!

Busy this morning working on the calendar, scheduling the upcoming summer class schedule and even a couple of fall.  I will send emails out to all who have responded with interest in specific classes with dates and times for you to sign up.  If you are interested in joining us for any or all, please be sure to email me of your interest.
If you respond to this post I don't receive as this is sent from the server and not my mail.  

I will be adding some Offerings from YDL to the new page I've added here on the site very soon.
Mostly handmades from the Lane or from close friends who make exclusively for me and a few others.  My patterns that are available can be found my using the "Etsy" link on the main page here and there will be several new ones added very soon!  

I haven't been working at The Primitive Willow as time, my hip and my Sophie haven't allowed.
I miss it, and hope to get a day in now and then if I'm needed.  
I do know shopkeeper Kim has been ordering up new inventory though and for sure some nice handmades.  She also has some Family Heirloom Weavers in stock and of course your favorite 
1803 Candles.....along with lots of other great offerings for feathering you nest.  
Schedule a day to stop in and see all she has!
Most of my patterns are available there as well as a variety of wool cuts and Moire Wool Threads!
Give me a shout and if I"m close to the Studio you can stop in and see me as well.  

Wishing you all a glorious Saturday and rest of the weekend.....
Get out there and make some memories!

From the Lane,

Monday, May 1, 2017

Morning May......

how are you?
This first morning of May here on the Lane is a very wet one.  Lots of rain overnight and some rumbling from the skies as well, but....
everything looks so green and clean and fresh and....wonderful!  

My hostas are flourishing along the woods edge and I've popped a few in to the landscaping and thinking I might add a few more.  We've been working on changing the landscape of the front of the house....I just wasn't happy with what I started with so out it all came and in went the new this past weekend.  I do think the outdoor scape is much like the indoor....when it's new to you it takes a bit of getting to know it all before you start to dress it!  Bit by bit getting there inside and out.

As I'm sure you noticed I also did a bit of changing up on the look of the blog...and if you click on my Etsy page link you'll see it matches...and the PictureTrail does as well.  Hopefully a button here soon that you can click and go directly to the PT page as well...and quite possibly a page here with some offerings from the Lane!

Lots of classes in the works for the next months being worked into the calendar....
Punch Needle, Needle Felting, Wool Applique, English Paper Piecing, Rug Hooking and even a morning of planting a container herb garden!  
Also planning to add another monthly class as our Cellar Stitchers 1 & 2 groups are full and overflowing at times!  
So....if any, or all of this sounds interesting to you and you haven't already put your name on the list, please do so soon ~ 
All day workshops and a possible "retreat" in the future months as well!

I know this type of post is oh so boring but I do have to pop these in here and there so you'll all know of the happenings here on the Lane!

Hoping you all like the new look here.....compliments of 
Amy at
She is talented and sweet and a pleasure to work with...thank you Miss Amy!

Wishing you all a marvelous Monday, first day of May!

From the Lane,

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Ranger Ride.....

and so much more.
Last Saturday afternoon, we loaded the Girls into the truck, threw a couple of shovels in and grabbed a cold pop for the ride.  Taking the back roads, well, I guess that's about all there are is back roads from the Lane to MaMa Kay and Bernard's Forty.  We love back roads.
At one time the Forty was blessed with a home.  We can tell by the remnants of the foundation that remains.  We wonder, MaMa Kay and Me anyway, what might have happened that the house no longer stands.  We also think about the lady of this former home and how myrtle must've been her choice for planting.  Maybe just a couple foundation plantings.  Many years ago for sure.  
Myrtle multiplies.  I'm sure the lady never dreamed a couple little plants would now be acres of myrtle surrounding the foundation of her former home.
MaMa Kay came driving the Ranger, loaded with empty pans.....pan of every size, style and color, even a blue swirl granite one.  Bernard was already digging clumps of the beautiful green cover and filling the pans.  Wayne joined in the did I, for a minute. 

 Then MaMa says, "get the Girls and we'll go for a ride".....and oh my what a wonderful ride it was!
Over the trails and through the woods.  Past the many beautiful ponds, a little culvert stream and oh my the wonderful big rock piles!  This was a Ranger full of very happy Girls for sure!

Following a week of some very sad days dealing with our Sophie, she's next to MaMa, and her newly diagnosed illness, this was an afternoon of joy.  For Sophie I know as she was so happy as she ran the wooded trails and splashed in the waters edge.  For Ivy just because she loves any adventure, most especially when it includes water she can plunge into.  
The joy most especially filled my heart as I watched Sophie enjoy this beautiful day....and I know it filled MaMa's heart as well.
I smile each time I think of MaMa Kay clutching the Ranger wheel around the curves and through the little valleys......while exclaiming "makin' some memories, makin' some memories".

The Boys dug myrtle and talked hunting....
The Girls walked, talked, ran, splashed....laughed and I did dig, a little.
Memories, wonderful memories were made by All.  

Thank you MaMa Kay and Pops Bernard....for the big truck load of myrtle and the help with the digging and loading.
For the walks, talks, rides and laughter.
Thanks for makin' some memories oh so dear to our hearts.
And thanks Lady of the House for planting the myrtle.

From the Lane,

Thursday, April 6, 2017

She didn't think she could.......

but oh my, can she!
always a Stitcher but mostly with machine as she has Rheumatoid Arthritis that has ravaged the joints in her hands.  Discovering YDL via my FB page she and friend Pat made a stop in to The Primitive Willow to check out the wool they had seen was offered.  I happened to be in the shop helping out that day and we were chatting about the different wools, colors etc.  Sherry shared that she had been doing her appliqué with the machine, of course I told her she just had to try doing the hand stitching with the wools.  Wools are so easy to stitch on, I always say they're "butter like" and they're so forgiving.  Encouraging her to take a class from was then that the light came on and they both exclaimed, "you're YellowDog Lane"!  My response, "Yes, I am"!!....and that was just the beginning of two new friendships!  
Sherry and Pat are both official Cellar Stitchers, Primitive Willow Junkies, Lovers of my YellowDogs.....and most importantly in our wonderful circle of friends.  

I don't know about all of you, but I have those days when I get up in the morning and get ready to face a new day.....or sometimes when I get ready to turn in after a busy day.....and even at times when I lay awake unable to sleep fitfully.  Those times when I question if anything I do is of purpose....days when I wonder if I made someone smile.....was kind to all......or inspired someone.  
I always said it made me most content at the end of a day at Saltbox Farm if I knew that I had inspired someone to collect an antique, redecorate a room or simply love a new candle they had purchased.  Not ever so much what was in the cash drawer at the days end.....but that I had inspired some small way.  
Yesterday was a very good day for me.....I smile now as I share this with you, just as I smiled at my reflection in the mirror last night as I readied myself for bed.  I'm not sure who's smile was bigger....
Sherry's as she told me how excited she was that she really could hand appliqué, loved it and thanked me for inspiring her.....or mine, at the thought that I had inspired her to do something that she loves.

I think both Pat and Sherry would agree that their visit to The Primitive Willow held so much more than they ever expected.  They left with wonderful goodes from the shop, got to know Shopkeeper Kim, her Helpers and even a few of the other great customers.  They have a wonderful new shop to haunt, stitching on the Lane, classes at the Willow....not to mention a whole new circle of friends.
All of this over a search for a piece of wool.....

Did I ever tell you that wool is forgiving.....kind of butter like to work with.....oh and yes, it even forms friendships!  

And yes, Sherry can!

From the Lane,

Monday, April 3, 2017

April, Sweet Sophie, Heilda's Heart.......

giving me lots to share with you today so a simple intro didn't do the trick!

Happy April for starters...although here we are at the third day already.  We had a wonderful weekend here in Michigan and were able to get much done outdoors in preparation for the warmer months.
Although they are predicting snow for us here mid week we shall not let that turn our smiles into frowns as it is April and it can't stay around too long!

Our Sweet Sophie is feeling not at all herself these days.  She was diagnosed with an autoimmune disorder, Masticatory Muscle Myositis.  It affects the muscles of her temporal area and the jaws and is treated rather aggressively with steroids.  The side effects of the meds scare me more than just a bit but it is the only treatment option available for this disease so we decided we needed to go with it.  Please say a prayer for our sweet Girl for healing and good health.

A new punch needle design is ready from YellowDog Lane and will be available in pattern form very soon.  This was designed for my Grandma Heilda, born in 1881, initials at birth H C 
I only wish I had been blessed with more time with her.....

Open Stitch here on the Lane this Wednesday as I'll be in the Studio working on putting kits together for future classes and offerings and hopefully a bit of slow stitching of my own!  
I am in hopes of getting things in order to offer up a few things for purchase from my PT site
on Wednesday evening as well.  More on that a bit later tonight or tomorrow......

Thank you for your interest in our happenings here on the Lane.....
We enjoy sharing with you and we also love hearing back from you!

Take good care,

Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Memories sparked......

by a sight, a scent or a simple sound.  
Some bring smiles, others a breath of sadness but all are part of and make us who we are today.

I was blessed with many memories this past weekend while working at The Primitive Willow...
so many familiar faces....or a voice if I hadn't seen the face quite yet.
Mary, Donna, Sharon, Lois.....oh and Nancy, sweet Nancy who kept needing to hug me "just one more time"..... and so many more.
and then the baby, Michael Todd, named after his grandpa's.   His sweet Momma Lindsey was kind enough to let me snatch him out of her arms, a solid little bundle of love for sure.
Sparked a wonderful memory for me of many years ago, right after getting Saltbox Farm up and running.  A sweet Mom, her daughter and tiny little grandson came to shop.  Well, you can't shop with a baby in your arms, so of course I got the baby.  In case you didn't already know.....I love babies....and dogs, yes....those two the most...and most people!  I carried that little guy around the shop that day as Grandmom & Mom shopped, thinking maybe their first visit to the Farm, but most definitely not the, just the first of oh so many.  As I write this and think of them one memory sparks another, and another and oh yet another.....I could write a little book of the memories these precious ones have given me....
Thank you MaMa Kay, Marney and Cael....who is for sure not a little guy any longer!

I snapped this picture a bit earlier today....with the sunlight coming in the breakfast nook window.
Another memory....the beautiful bird I named "Gert", after my Grandma, one of them.
I was a lucky Girl, as I had more Grandmom's than most.  Ah yes, a lucky Girl.

My most recent spark of a memory was just a few moments ago....while writing this note to you, the sound of AirMed thundering overhead the Lane.  I swear I never hear that sound that it doesn't bring the thought of my sweet, sweet Dad to mind....and tugs at my heart.  Twenty one years he's been gone but still that memory of him, all of us, waiting.....waiting for a call that there was a donor match for a new heart for him.  That call never came, AirMed never landed nearby to fetch him.  
The transplant coordinators comment "I don't think God could find a heart good enough for him".
I think she must've been right.
Not a day goes by that I don't think of him and wish he were here with us.....not one single day.

Wrap your heart around all those memories you have....happy or sad, they're you.
Make some new ones today in this beautiful day God has given us.....
be kind, show gratitude, be happy.

From the Lane,

Saturday, March 4, 2017

A Breath of Spring....

sneak peek at the project for this early Spring Workshop here in the 
Cellar Studio at YellowDog Lane

Not quite at the finished stage yet but getting there.
You know of course, it has to have a name, so I'm going with....
Finished size will be approximately 11x30, stitched on a linen like prairie cloth with all wool penny stacks stitched atop.....a few little quirks to add interest....and now I'll be adding some hand stitching to personalize it.  FUN!  Lots of pennies to cut with lots of choices in wool colors for you as well.  I will be offering several options for you to cut your pennies making it fairly quick and easy.
The runner will be backed with a pretty old style calico fabric in a very muted neutral pattern.  

"Breath of Spring"
in the Cellar Studio
at YellowDog Lane
Tuesday, March 28 ~ 9:30-3:30
Coffee and Coffee Cake on Arrival ~ Full Light Luncheon Fare Mid Day
~ Warm Dessert shared with Friends before Departure ~
In between all of this we'll be creating the "NoPatternPennyRunner"
Complete Kit for finishing included with all of the above!
~Cost for the Workshop and Day on the Lane~

Two openings remain for this date.  I would be happy to look at scheduling another Day on the Lane if the interest is there.....

Have a blessed weekend!
We have beautiful sunshine again today!

From the Lane,

Wednesday, March 1, 2017

Well now.....

I see by my last post that February slipped right by me and here we are at March 1....oh dear!
Not even going to start an explanation, some of you know somewhat how the past month slipped by me and I just don't want to waste another minute on all of it!!
All Good Things coming from the Lane today!

Thanks to all of those who have responded and signed up for March classes.  I sent an email to all of those who requested, if you didn't get one and would like to be in the know....shoot me an email and I'll get you on "the list"!

There are still a few openings in Andrea's Needle Felting class....
come join us and make two of these adorable sheep.  All supplies included and you'll have your tools to take home to create more of whatever your heart desires.
Class is scheduled for Thursday March 16, 11am at The Primitive Willow
If you would like to join us please email me at

A sneak peek at the "Breath of Spring" project....
this above pic looks rather "pink" and for those of you who know me...NO PINK HERE!!
a better of the true colors!
Obviously in the beginning stages in cloth but I have it mostly together in my head.....
and there is absolutely no laughing at that statement!!
A runner, stitched with a mix of pennies and more on a linen like prairie cloth backed with a muted calico.  I'm excited to get the finished model done to share and plan to work on it some today.
Only two spaces open for this all day workshop here on the Lane.  Arrival at 9:30 with a welcome coffee cake and coffee, lunch and a departure dessert.  All of this and class time with all you'll need to complete the project!  Email me for more info!

These are on the "to finish" list for today as well.....
wool eggs for Easter decor.  They're almost set to be aged and stuffed.  If I can gather enough of them for an offering at The Primitive Willow Spring Open House you'll find a bowl full there on
March 10 & 11
"Springtime at the Willow"
11-6 both days
Be sure to check the times for sure on the FB page The Primitive Willow.
Kim has rounded up so many nice springtime offerings for you, make sure to stop in and see!
If by chance I don't get enough of the eggs finished up I will be having a small offering sometime soon at

Gosh, think that's all the news for now.....hoping to hear from some of you to fill the few class spaces up.  More coming in April if time allows so stay tuned.

It's a dreary first day of March here in Michigan but I'm going to make it a sunshiny happy one in my heart and mind.....hope you'll do the same!

From the Lane,


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