Zen Garden

If you cannot find the truth right where you are, where else do you expect to find it?
~ Dogen Zenji ~

A Japanese rock garden is an enclosed shallow sandpit containing sand, gravel, rocks, and occasionally grass and/or other natural elements. Designs made in the sand represent rippling waters in the sea. It’s also called a Zen garden.



My father made a miniature version of a Zen garden for me in 1999, and then made one for each of my siblings. He even made the tiny rake and gathered the sand from the beach at Topsail Island.

It’s very soothing to quietly sit and make designs in the sand. And since he’s gone now, it’s a special reminder of my father’s love.

Resources

~ How to Create a Zen Garden Tutorial

~ Japanese Zen Gardens Photo Gallery

Hanging on the Wall

This photograph…

© 2008 June Scroggin, St. Augustine’s Cathedral, Tucson

and this photograph…

© 2008 June Scroggin, Butterfly on Leaf, Tucson Botanical Gardens

…were two of 14 winning photographs selected by Raytheon yesterday for gracing the walls of the company’s cafeteria here in Tucson. My two submissions are part of my small collection of photos I’ve been practicing taking this year.

Raytheon is having the winning photographs professionally enlarged (24”x36”) and framed. After three months, the pictures will be returned to us and a new contest will open.

My husband’s two photographs were also chosen—I love it that we did this together. Now the two of us are going to hang around on walls for 12,000 employees and company visitors to see. That’s pretty nice.

Shepherd’s Pie

Mashed potatoes are one of my comfort foods and recipes that call for its use are appealing. Shepherd’s Pie is a perfect recipe for me—and easy to make.



Here’s the recipe I use. Click on the picture to enlarge and print.

I was curious as to the history behind this dish and found the following entry by researcher Lynne Oliver at Food Timeline.

“The English tradition of meat pies dates back to the Middle ages. Game pie, pot pie and mutton pie were popular and served in pastry "coffyns." These pies were cooked for hours in a slow oven, and topped with rich aspic jelly and other sweet spices. The eating of "hote [meat] pies" is mentioned in Piers Plowman, and English poem written in the 14th Century. (Cooking of the British Isles, Adrian Bailey, pages 156-7).

The key to dating Shepherd's pie is the introduction (and acceptance) of potatoes in England. Potatoes are a new world food. They were first introduced to Europe in 1520 by the Spanish. Potatoes did not appeal to the British palate until the 18th Century. (Foods America Gave the World, A. Hyatt Verrill, page 28). Shepherd's Pie, a dish of minced meat (usually lamb, when made with beef it is called "Cottage Pie") topped with mashed potatoes was probably invented sometime in the 18th Century by frugal peasant housewives looking for creative ways to serve leftover meat to their families. It is generally agreed that it originated in the north of England and Scotland where there are large numbers of sheep--hence the name. The actual phrase "Shepherd's Pie" dates back to the 1870s, when mincing machines made the shredding of meat easy and popular." (The Oxford Companion to Food, Alan Davidson, page 717).”

Daily Housecleaning Schedule

Since my creative endeavors aren’t ready for show-and-tell today, I thought sharing my daily housecleaning schedule might be helpful. I’m always curious as to how other people organize their daily cleaning chores and thought you might wonder as well.

The list looks daunting, but it’s really not that bad and takes me only a couple of hours to accomplish.

Just click on the picture to enlarge and print.

There are days I don’t feel like doing anything at all—so I don’t. Those times may stem from not feeling well, a craft project was too much fun to stop, or we’ve planned some outing for the day. Instead of worrying about it, I just pick up my cleaning routine the next day. My house won’t fall apart and the world will absolutely not come to an end.

Do you have a daily cleaning list? As always, I’m curious as to whether I need to adjust my own schedule.

Saturday Sleepover/Quilt-In Fun

Fiona hosted a sleepover last Saturday night at Dragonfly Crafts. This week it’s held in Australia by Quilty-Gal. It’s much easier to travel to Australia from Arizona via “blog travel” (and cheaper, too).



My work-in-progress is the Starfish on the Beach scarf from Ocean Breezes: Knitted Scarves Inspired by the Sea.



The starfish design is really lovely. I’m using Alchemy’s Synchronicity yarn (50% silk, 50% wool) in the color Topaz and size 8 needles. The feel of the yarn is glorious.



I chose this pattern because I love the whole idea of a starfish scarf, and I really want to move forward in my knitting by learning new stitches. New-to-me lessons learned: (1) making a nice neat little slit in one end to use for tucking in the other end of the scarf, (2) backward loop cast-on, (3) YO K1 tbl, (4) YO, K2tog, (5) and YO, sl 1, K2tog, psso.

What makes me crazy? The pattern used commas between every knitting notation. I offer the following as Exhibit A:

(K1, P1) twice, K4, sl 1, K2tog, passo, (YO) K1 tbl, twice, YO, K2tog, YO, sl 1, K2tog, psso, YO, K2tog, (YO, K1 tbl) twice, YO, sl 1, K2tog, psso, K3, (K1 P1) twice.

Holey moley! It’s hard for a tentative knitter like me to figure out where one stitch ends and another one begins. I did sort it all out, but a semi-colon as a divider between stitches would make things much clearer.



I’m off now to see what everyone else is doing at the sleepover.

Blessings Friday: Gifts of the Heart

Pat of Mille Fiori Favoriti honored me with this adorable award. She graciously gave it without any strings attached. As such, I accept the award in the spirit in which it was given, an honest gift of the heart—that is what gives the award value and merit. Thank you, dear Pat, I am humbled.



Yesterday’s mail brought this package from Nicolette of Devliegendekoe. There are balls of pretty yarns, lovely fabric, a box of pins, candy (oh, yum!), and a new book, New Noel: 22 Fun Designs to Deck the Halls—lots of fun ahead for me Thank you for this wonderful treat, Nicolette.


© 2008 Dub Scroggin

This is Nungeena with a Lyrebird (Menura novaehollandiae). It’s a gorgeous magnet created by my dear friend Kristie of Goddessink, skillfully crafted from clay and embellished with little jewels. Thank you, Kristie; Nungeena is beautiful.



Nungeena’s story is explained in this note illustrated with the lyrebird from the legend. You can find Kristie’s art pieces at her Etsy store.



This cute Jane Austen pin accompanied Nungeena. I love Jane Austen—Kristie knows me very well.

Kristie emailed the following video to me and wrote, “True love knows no limits.” She is so right. I want to share this gift of the heart with you.

Letterbox Sleuth

Many happy hours of my childhood were spent as apprentice detective to Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys. Now I pursue clues of a different sort in sleuthing out letterboxes.


© 2008 Dub Scroggin (I’m in disguise)

Letterboxing involves following clues to a hidden box. In the box you’ll find a rubber stamp and a small journal. You use the stamp from the box to mark your personal journal, and then use your own stamp to leave an impression in their journal. A little experience at this and you’ll be planting clues and concealing boxes for others to track.


© 2008 Dub Scroggin

Solving a mystery appeals to most everyone. Letterboxing is a much safer way to satisfy your clue-seeking wanderlust than real crime. Following the clues enhances reasoning, navigation, and map reading (Ms. Drew would applaud) skills—and you’ll explore new places that heretofore might have escaped your notice.

You’re probably wondering how all this got started—an easy mystery to solve. The first letterbox was placed at Cranmere Pool in 1854 by a guide at England’s Dartmoor National Park. An April 1998 Smithsonian Magazine article ("They Live and Breathe Letterboxing") is substantially responsible for this addictive activity here in the U.S.



The Letterboxer's Companion leads you through the letterboxing process and what you need to get started. Other books on the subject (I’ve not read them) include:

• It's a Treasure Hunt! Geocaching & Letterboxing
• Let's Go Letterboxing
• Dartmoor Letterboxing

My letterbox kit

So where do you find the clues? Letterboxing North America (see Clues below) is the best source for letterbox locations in North America. They also provide links leading you to the rest of the world (I’ve letterboxed in the Virgin Islands, Turks & Caicos Islands, along the Mexican Riviera, etc.).

Clues

• Carve Your Own Rubber Stamp Tutorial
• Dartmoor Letterboxing
• History of Dartmoor Letterboxing
• Letterbox USA Yahoo group
• Letterboxing North America (LbNA)
• Smithsonian Magazine’s “They Live and Breathe Letterboxing” article

© 2008 Dub Scroggin

Happy sleuthing!

Double-Sunrise

This week’s chapter in the Summer Book Club reading of Gift from the Sea is “Double-Sunrise”.


Graphic purchased from The Vintage Workshop; modified by me

Dawn is my waking moment, that fleeting border of time suspending the world in past, present, and future. Night’s darkness is fading and day is quietly emerging. This is the in-between time—it is beautiful and perfect. This moment…

“...is free of ties or claims, unburdened by responsibilities, by worry about the future or debts to the past. And then how swiftly, how inevitably the perfect unity is invaded; the relationship changes; it becomes complicated, encumbered by its contact with the world.”

Although Anne Morrow Lindbergh is actually speaking about relationships with people, it is also an appropriate description of my waking time. Starting a new day is a type of relationship and I relish its perfection.



But the inevitable happens, time moves on and the outside world begins to color our day with its own needs and wants. My perfect dawn cannot endure in the overly-bright light of the day’s sun as the temporary connection with the night has gone. And I change and my world is transformed.

And so it is with people. The gift Anne Lindbergh received on the beach of a whole shell, both parts tenaciously clinging to each other, reminds us of the fragility inherent in relationships. It’s a delicate connection.


Sunrise by Claude Monet, c.1893

As the author explains it, a newly-formed love rapport is a perfect little world all on its own and we find a sense of identity in that connection. Anne Lindbergh asks: “But can one actually find oneself in someone else? In someone else’s love?” Inevitably, like the two-halves of the shell, that fragile connection is threatened.

We mourn the loss of new love’s magic and wonder how to regain it. Much as in the previous chapters, Anne Lindbergh tasks us to find our true identity as individuals, as women. To do so means we have to let go part of ourselves in order to find ourselves again. “Only a refound person can refind a personal relationship,” says Lindbergh.

But we’re cautioned to “…accept the fact that no permanent return is possible to an old form of relationship.” However, Lindbergh comforts us that this change in the relationship “…is not tragedy but part of the ever-recurrent miracle of life and growth”.


Joseph Mallord William Turner's The Blue Rigi: Lake of Lucerne, Sunrise

The light outside my window has now evolved into a more vivid brightness. I am no longer in the between-world I initially felt upon waking. It’s time to take action and embrace the transformation of the day and myself. As our intrepid author puts it, “Life must go on”.

Take Home Memories

My preferred vacation souvenirs are largely those I find in nature, such as flowers (seeing, not picking them) or an occasional bit of rock or shell and, certainly, photographs we take. This is supplemented by my journal and birding checklists/guides for particular locales purchased at local Audubon Societies as well as certain books I take to gather memories of a whole different kind.

“Souvenir” Collection Books

The following programs offer stamps at the sites you visit which make for fun memory collecting.


Passport to Your National Parks


Blue Goose Passport: National Wildlife Refuge System


United States Lighthouse Society Passport Program (applicable for coastal journeys)

There’s one more activity I pursue which I’ll share on Thursday.

Shopping

I made a few purchases in addition to the occasional Christmas ornament, or the knitting project and books shared in previous posts.



The Moon Pie was birthed in 1917 at the Chattanooga Bakery. In the 1950s, drinking RC Cola and eating a Moon Pie was a Dixie tradition—there’s a t-shirt at the company’s web site that says, “It’s a Southern Thing”. My sister Connie has a big thing about these treats and loves t-shirts. So this little item was perfect to bring home to her from our adventures in Chattanooga (the last leg of our vacation which I’ve decided not to post as another travelogue might send you over the top).



One of the many books I read on vacation was brought to me by Donna. Dancing Naked at the Edge of Dawn gave me some ah-hah moments, so I snagged this embellished linen towel with a lovely embroidered quote to remind me (I need frequent reminders as I move through life so fast that someone/something often needs to tell me to slow down).



A sweet fabric shower cap lined in vinyl. I suspect it’s a bit of cheating on my part, but I’ve been working on a shower cap project and actually bought this to check my own handiwork.



A hand-painted hairbrush reminds me I’m responsible for my own happiness.



Just looking at this pretty hairbrush makes me happy.



This embroidered linen towel commemorates my home state of North Carolina.

What take-home memories do you collect?

Lacey Stole

I am so thrilled. I’ve actually knitted something other than simple scarves, washcloths, or bandages—a feather-and-fan patterned stole in a color that reminds me of the ocean.


© 2008 Dub Scroggin

Pattern: Lacey Stole, designed by Trudy Van Stralen for Louet
Yarn: Louet Euroflax 100% Wet Spun Linen in Aqua
Skeins: 3
Needles: 4.5 mm straight needles and 3.5 mm crochet hook
New Skills Learned: (1) yarn over (YO) stitch; (2) edging in reverse crochet stitch


Louet North America

I was curious as to the pattern’s name (Lacey Stole) and the usage of the word stole as opposed to shawl. I found the following citations at Wikipedia.

Stole


Eastern Christian epitrachelion

The word stole derives via the Latin stola, from the Greek στολη (stolē), "garment", originally "array" or "equipment".

There are many theories as to the "ancestry" of the stole…More popular is the theory that the stole originated from a kind of liturgical napkin called an orarium (cf. orarion) very similar to the sudarium. In fact, in many places the stole is called the orarium. Therefore it is linked to the napkin used by Christ in washing the feet of his disciples, and is a fitting symbol of the yoke of Christ, the yoke of service.

The most likely origin for the stole, however, is to be connected with the scarf of office among Imperial officials in the Roman Empire. As members of the clergy became members of the Roman administration, they were granted certain honors, one specifically being a designator of rank within the imperial (and ecclesiastical) hierarchy. The various configurations of the stole (including the pallium or the omophorion) grew out of this usage. The original intent then was to designate a person as belonging to a particular organization and to denote their rank within their group, a function which the stole continues to perform today. Thus, unlike other liturgical garments which were originally worn by every cleric or layman, the stole was a garment which was specifically restricted to particular classes of people based on occupation.

Shawl

Lithograph plate showing a variety of ways of wearing shawls in early 19th-century France (ca. 1802-1814); redrawn from various early 19th-century sources by Durin for Albert Charles Auguste Racinet's Le Costume Historique (1888)

A shawl (Persian شال, Shāl, from Sanskrit: śāṭī[1]) is a simple item of clothing, loosely worn over the shoulders, upper body and arms, sometimes also over the head. It is usually a rectangular or square piece of cloth, often folded to make a triangle, but can also be triangular in shape to begin with. Other shapes include oblong shawls.

The first shawls, or "shals", were part of traditional Persian costume in Achaemenid Persia, worn by both males and females. Shawls were also part of the traditional male costume in Kashmir, which was probably introduced via assimilation to Persian culture. They were woven in extremely fine woollen twill, some were even said to be so fine as to fit through a ring. They could be in one colour only, woven in different colours (called tilikar), ornately woven or embroidered (called ameli).

Shawls are used in order to keep warm, to complement a costume, and for symbolic reasons. One famous type of shawl is the tallit, worn by Jewish men during prayers and ceremonies.

I think I’ll just call it a shawl.

A Hostess Gift for Dragonfly Craft’s Blogging Sleepover

Dragonfly Crafts' Blogging Sleepover Party is going strong. We're having a ton of fun and Fiona is a gracious hostess.



My hostess gift offering is a few flowers I found on vacation.



I bought this book at The Botanical Gardens at Asheville to help identify my flower discoveries.



I’m not sure that this is really categorized as a wildflower, but I thought this Lily at the Biltmore House Winery in Asheville was simply gorgeous.



This lovely butterfly posed prettily on daisies in the yard of the lake house where we were staying in North Carolina.



This Jack-in-the-Pulpit found in wooded area near the lake house is my very best find.



Mountain Laurel was everywhere.



Plant I found at Biltmore House Winery—I’ve no clue what it is, so I’ve named it “Scary Plant.” UPDATE: turns out this plant is called love-is-in-the-mist or Nigela, more information may be found here.


© 2008 Dub Scroggin

This small wild Iris was found in Asheville on the edge of a creek.



I bought this book from the two authors at their booth during the Fourth of July Weekend Craft Fair and Fundraiser Breakfast in Cashiers, N.C. They had a gorgeous quilt on exhibit which featured every one of their designs. I wish I’d photographed their quilt.



One author took the photographs and the other developed the cross-stitch charts. You can get a copy of this book at Catch the Spirit of Appalachia.

Blessings Friday

Fiona at Dragonfly Crafts is having a Blogging Sleepover Party tomorrow night. She’s in Australia, here’s a link to a World Time Zone map and zonal subsets.



The fabulous Miss Saucy hosted a Virtual Wedding Party at Bloggedy Blog Blog while I was on vacation, so I’m joining in a bit late.

Our tenth wedding anniversary was July 4. We chose this date to get married so we’d always have the day off from work. Plus, there are always fireworks—thank you, America!



We had the most fabulous but goofy wedding on the planet—exactly what we wanted. There are many details about our wedding that are wonderful and extremely wacky but too much to share today.



Part 1



Part 2



Part 3

One of the favors we gave out at our reception was a poem I wrote a few years before our wedding. It’s a type of sonnet and somewhat long, so I’ve photographed it in three sections. Just click on each picture to enlarge and read if you so desire.



One of my friends from grad school, Ginny, converted my poem to music and sang it during our wedding—another blessing to cherish.


© 2008 Dub Scroggin

At the bottom of our wedding invitation, we wrote “Much Merriment to Follow” and meant it—not just for our wedding day but the future as well. This picture shows some of our family members who joined us on vacation to celebrate this milestone in our life. The merriment indeed continues.

Adventure 4: The Lake House

This leg of our trip was the biggest part of our journey—a week with some of our family at Lake Glenville near Cashiers, North Carolina.


© 2008 Dub Scroggin

The whole gang isn't shown here, but you get the idea. We did so much that I can only share a very few of our escapades. Photos are by me except where otherwise noted.



We rented a huge house called Katie Camp, complete with private boat dock, canoes, sailboat, kayaks, fishing gear, etc.



View from the dock



View from the house


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Fishing at Slippery Rock Waterfall; I’m between cascades where it’s calm. It wasn’t fly fishing, but I did catch trout which were then released.



One of many waterfalls we found.


Photo by Jamey Prescott (with my camera)

Canoeing on the lake.



There’s a wonderful farmers’ market in Cashiers, complete with a pet pot-belly pig named Biscuit.



The redoubtable Biscuit.



Just walking through this place makes you hungry. I found my beloved hot boiled peanuts here.



We went gem mining early one morning.



My discoveries included rubies and sapphires which I need to polish before deciding what to do with them.


© 2008 Dub Scroggin

Our niece Maggie made the luckiest finds of all; shovel after shovel unearthed huge pieces of amethyst.



We picked wild raspberries (and opted not to eat the little green worm) along the forest edge near a waterfall we visited.



The Orchard is one of the restaurants in Cashiers where we enjoyed local fare.


Photo by Donna Passmore

Displayed on their walls were two beautiful quilts and antique farm implements. We also tried the homemade soups and pastries at Wild Thyme Bakery & Café and enjoyed the eclectic menu at Cornucopia.We savored homemade ice cream at SweeTreats of Cashiers. It is custom-blended with your chosen flavors using a blend of Mayfield Dairy Farms products and hard-packed, active culture yogurt (not reconstituted)—pure unadulterated bliss.


© 2008 Dub Scroggin

Our Aphrodite affirmation went well (blogged here).



I bought a doll for each of us at The Parthenon’s gift shop in Nashville as a keepsake of our affirmation effort.

There is much more I could share about this particular week, but we are pretty much Type A folks and our energy would wear you out in a heartbeat.

What the Moon Shell Says

I’m interrupting my exhaustive travelogue for the Summer Book Club hosted by Lesley at The Bower.

This week’s chapter of Gift from the Sea by Anne Morrow Lindbergh is Moon Shell and the proposal that replenishing our solitude feeds our soul.

Graphic purchased from The Vintage Workshop; modified by me

I’ve made a reminder calendar for myself so I don’t miss book club readings and subsequent postings about each chapter. You’re welcome to use it; just click to enlarge and print.


Graphic purchased from The Vintage Workshop; modified by me

Anne Morrow Lindbergh writes, “Solitude, says the moon shell…[a] new way of inward living.” This turning inward and finding balance at the core of my being will revivify my soul. After reading this chapter, I think she’s right.

There’s much in Ms. Lindbergh’s writing that resonates with me. My tendency to engage “in the fervish pursuit of centrifugal activities which only lead in the end to fragmentation” often has me feeling that same sense of “Zerrissenheit—torn-to-pieces-hood” the author describes. I frequently want to withdraw, do absolutely nothing, and be left alone which I previously considered unhealthy and took great pains to prevent.



It seems, however, that my inner self is right—if I’d only listen, but I don’t. As a result, I’ve allowed my inner resources to be drained which I didn’t realize until reflecting on this passage:

“Solitude alone is not the answer; it is only a step toward it…The problem is more how to still the soul in the midst of its activities. In fact, the problem is how to feed the soul.”

That, right there, is what I forget over and over again. The moon shell urges the need to turn inward and spend time with oneself which, in turn, replenishes our very essence, thus feeding our soul.

And the spiral inherent in the shell’s design moves not only inward but outward as well. Nurturing strength within myself first best equips me for giving to others later.

Everyone has a place in the world they find spiritual. For me, it’s the sea with its waves washing ashore carrying all of divinity to us—a reiteration of the spiral concept. That’s a notion I can carry inside me even when I cannot be there. And maybe with a moon shell in my pocket, I will remember to take time each and every day to replenish my solitude and subsequently feed my soul.



Shhh!

“Solitude, says the moon shell.”

I’m listening.

Adventure 3: Asheville

© 2008 Dub Scroggin

We finally made it to North Carolina and started this leg of our adventure by touring the entire city of Asheville before settling in the downtown area for a thorough walk-about. A weekend festival made it extra exciting but proved problematic in getting lunch. We finally found a table at Hannah Flanagan’s Irish Pub.

© 2008 Dub Scroggin

I think we saw and photographed every church in Asheville with their wonderful spires, landscaping, and fascinating architecture. At the beautiful Basilica St. Lawrence, a kind parishioner took us on an unofficial tour.

We walked the trails at the Asheville Botanical Gardens and found gorgeous plants as well as one of two letterboxes hidden here.

This is one of my black-and-white photography practice efforts taken at Riverside Cemetery, a place dedicated to the memory of Thomas Wolfe. One thing about old southern cemeteries, there are lots of references to the Civil War to be seen inscribed on the weather- and time-worn headstones.

© 2008 Dub Scroggin

“Historic Helping Hands” is a letterbox find at this cemetery. One of many reasons letterboxing fascinates me is discovering the stories behind some of the sites we’re led to explore. This one has a story, too, which connects Riverside with a historic cemetery in Charlotte, N.C.

© 2008 Dub Scroggin

Thomas Wolfe is just one of many southern writing legends; we visited his mother’s Victorian boardinghouse Old Kentucky Home where he lived for a period of time. The house is now operated as a North Carolina State Historic Site.

Did you know that Southerners like to paint their porch ceilings with “Haint Blue” as it wards off evil spirits? Apparently Mr. Wolfe’s mother felt the same need. When I move back to the south, I’m painting my porch ceiling haint blue, too.

© 2008 Dub Scroggin

And here I am with my feet in his shoes (size 13), a bronzed pair in a plaque in front of the house.

North Carolina’s rich literary tradition interests me enormously, so I bought this recently released book to learn more about writers in this part of the state.

Another day had the entire family touring the enormous Biltmore estate. The house and property are simply gorgeous but quite overwhelming.

© 2008 Dub Scroggin

Touring the Biltmore House involves shuffling along in huge lines of folks up and down innumerable stairs all over the house, quite tiring. I took advantage of one of their porch rockers; a bit of rest and a root beer float helped refresh me for the family letterboxing endeavor at the Biltmore.

One of the clues led us to the temple and statue of Diana and on to a nearby wooded area where I stepped on a snake camouflaged in the leaf-littered ground. This brought an abrupt end to my interest in tracking down this particular letterbox. I do not like snakes. Later we did find the “George” box at the Biltmore Outdoor Center and pronounced our Asheville visit complete.

Adventure 2: Interstate Knitting and Knoxville

Online access on Friday was a non-event; this happens at least once every monsoon season and it’s that time of year here in Tucson.

Our second vacation adventure was Knoxville, Tennessee. Driving there from Nashville, we saw a large billboard on I-40 advertising The Yarn Patch in Crossville. Now, how many times have you ever in your life seen a billboard for a yarn store on the interstate? Off we went to find this marvel.



I bought a Boku Cabled Scarf kit they’d just assembled, complete with two skeins of yarn, a little cable needle, and instructions. If you ever get down this way, visit these friendly folks. The Yarn Patch offers two free knitting patterns online.



Knitting needles embellished with bird nest/eggs found their way into my shopping basket.


© 2008 Dub Scroggin

Here I am knitting later at the lake house in North Carolina. I bought the same kit and nest needles as a surprise gift for Donna (deep into her book at the moment).



The finished scarf; When wearing it, I’ll remember the gracious people of Tennessee and my lovely “slow” time rocking on the porch and knitting in the cool mountain air.


© 2008 Dub Scroggin

In Knoxville we visited the University of Tennessee campus and World’s Fair Park, site of the 1982 World's Fair. At the latter, we enjoyed watching laughing children frolicking in the 72-jet interactive Court of Flags fountain on Festival Lawn. We loved the gorgeous view of the city from the 266-foot Sunsphere (tower in the photo).

Adventure 1: Nashville

The first leg of our vacation was Nashville, Tennessee. My husband and I can pack a whole lot of city into a short period of time—sometimes I’m not sure how we do it, but we do. We organized our Nashville touring plan of attack by city segments as follows.


Photo © by Dub Scroggin 2008

Downtown


Photo © by June Scroggin 2008

• Country Music Hall of Fame and Museum
• Honky Tonks (more about these later)
• Schermerhorn Symphony Center
• Nashville Farmers’ Market
• Customs House
• Bicentennial Mall State Park
• Nashville Convention Center
• The awesome Victory Memorial and Woodland Street Bridges over the Cumberland River
• War Memorial Plaza
• Military Museum
• War Memorial Auditorium
• Tennessee State Capitol building
• Tennessee State Museum

Music Valley Drive/Opryland

Photo © by Dub Scroggin 2008

• Grand Old Opry House
• Grand Old Opry Museum
• Opry Mills
• General Jackson Showboat
• Willie Nelson and Friends Museum (where I found the “Red Headed Stranger” letterbox)

West End Vandy


Photo © by Dub Scroggin 2008

Centennial Park offers The Parthenon, an exact replica of the original complete with a 42-foot tall statue of Athena. Built for Tennessee’s 1897 Centennial Exposition, it serves as an art museum exhibiting works by Benjamin West, Winslow Homer, and others.

Honky Tonks


Photo © by Dub Scroggin 2008

We stopped in almost all the honky tonks in the downtown area. They are clustered together so you merely wander up and down both sides of Broadway and stop in each club to enjoy their musical offerings.


Photo © by Dub Scroggin 2008

At the Wild Horse Saloon, we heard The Rembrandts (famous for their theme song to the sitcom Friends “I'll Be There for You”). They opened for Gin Blossoms (their song "Lets Play Too" can be heard in Drill Bit Taylor starring Owen Wilson).

Food


Photo © by Dub Scroggin 2008

In the midst of the honky-tonks, you’ll find Jack’s Bar-B-Que which won three Gold Medals at the 2008 National BBQ Expo. We ate lunch there so I could get the first of my barbecue cravings tamped down a mite.


Photo © by June Scroggin 2008

We tried the offerings across the street at Rippy's Smokin' Bar & Grill but Jack’s was better.

Hospitality


Photo © by June Scroggin 2008

It might be nicknamed Music City, but Nashville is a wonderful, hospitable city with much more to it than its honky-tonk legend.


Photo © by Dub Scroggin 2008

Even homeless folks playing music on the streets hoping to be discovered were nice. I sincerely hope this young lady achieves her dreams and gets off the streets soon. She begged my husband to take her picture, bless her heart.

Hello Stranger

Hi everyone! I’m back and looking forward to catching up on what ya’ll have been doing while I was away.



Part of our vacation involved visiting Nashville, Knoxville, and Chattanooga, Tennessee. We also toured Asheville and other mountain towns in North Carolina as well as spending a week in a house we rented on Lake Glenville.

One of our goals was to find as many waterfalls as possible in southwestern NC, including areas of the Nantahala National Forest, Pisgah National Forest and the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. Here’s a link for information and maps to the waterfalls if you’re considering a similar trip.



This is a photo my husband took of a waterfall called the Potholes on the Chattooga River near Cashiers, N.C. I made postcards last night using this photo to send our thanks for a fabulous time to family members who joined us on our adventures.



This was a relatively easy project using an Avery product I found at Office Max which enables you to print your own glossy photo-quality postcards at home.



A graphic found here worked for the back.