The Legend of Sadie, the Goat – Hudson River Pirate
Goats and pirates......what's not to love?
Though perhaps *not* what you think!
:)
Thursday, February 17, 2011
The Legend of Sadie the Goat – Hudson River Pirate
The Legend of Sadie, the Goat – Hudson River Pirate
Goats and pirates......what's not to love?
Though perhaps *not* what you think!
:)
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Billy Goat Geordie lands part in Hobbit movie
Billy Goat Geordie lands part in Hobbit movie
Thanks to Darcy for sharing this with me and always thinking of me when she sees a goat.
I'm glad that Geordie gets his just dues. And I have some serious whup-arse for those spray paint vandals. Though I'm a wee bit skeptical about the 20 years part. I hope that his owner stays close to him during the filming and everyone does their best to make Geordie feel at ease. I always thought the beard was the best part of a goat so that makes Geordie one heck of a handsome boy! :)
I'm thinking Darla would make a great Capitol One goat! Nam-a-nam-a-nam-a-nam-a-aaaaaaa!
Monday, February 14, 2011
Happy Holiday With The Heart In It!
Happy Day from us all!
xoxoxox
*Art work by my very talented drama student, crew member and friend the pirate Jolly Crackers aka: The exceptional David Murk*
Friday, February 11, 2011
Everyone Should Have a Pair of Love-Monkey Pants!
And after I pack my basket we're going shopping in my new love-monkey pants!
I'm not moving my toe. Well, I'm not moving my toe either.
You don't have toes. MO-OOOOOOM!
Hey-ho Fellow Goaties!
We have been very remiss in our blogging these days.
I must admit that last weekend I left my laptop at work and went
"old fashioned" all weekend and will probably do it again for this!
There's something to be said for being Mimi: Unplugged.
I have been having such a wonderful time with Darla and my Forever Animals.
My house is so peaceful and calm. (believe it or not!)
Oh, there's the 10 pm ballet lessons through the living room furniture and the midnight tap & jazz class on the bare kitchen floor. And I've witnessed more than several goat races at 3am. But overall the experience has been positive, happy and (mostly) stress free.
My Forever Animals deserve a huge HUZZAH! for opening their home, space, hearts and love to a wayward goat-sister. I'm so proud of them. Their ability to share has been unbelievable. I love them so.
We almost went back to the barn last Saturday in the sunshine but today we have a -6 temp. That's probably my biggest stress factor: this bloody weather.
But, if I've learned anything it's that things, if not poked and manipulated, work out to their best advantage so I guess when the time to go back to the barn is right the Universe will give both Darla and I a nudge. Or a crocus. Or mayhap a tulip. Or something that isn't frozen solid.
It has made me feel so good to see her outgrowing her wee outfits at such an alarming rate. I had thought at one point she would not thrive. We are eating sweet grain now and have had no digestive issues. (ie: poop is perfect!)
And if we just happen to be doing it all in a snazzy pair of love-monkey pants well....hey....look who you're talking to! Personally I think the world would be a better place if everyone had a pair of love-monkey pants. Don't you?
What an experience, eh?
It's been easier with you all along for the Wild Ride! I mean that.
We promise to check in eventually but we saw a new onesie in the window we simply *must* have!
xox
~Mimi & Darla & Yellow Dog & Pooter
I'm not moving my toe. Well, I'm not moving my toe either.
You don't have toes. MO-OOOOOOM!
Hey-ho Fellow Goaties!
We have been very remiss in our blogging these days.
I must admit that last weekend I left my laptop at work and went
"old fashioned" all weekend and will probably do it again for this!
There's something to be said for being Mimi: Unplugged.
I have been having such a wonderful time with Darla and my Forever Animals.
My house is so peaceful and calm. (believe it or not!)
Oh, there's the 10 pm ballet lessons through the living room furniture and the midnight tap & jazz class on the bare kitchen floor. And I've witnessed more than several goat races at 3am. But overall the experience has been positive, happy and (mostly) stress free.
My Forever Animals deserve a huge HUZZAH! for opening their home, space, hearts and love to a wayward goat-sister. I'm so proud of them. Their ability to share has been unbelievable. I love them so.
We almost went back to the barn last Saturday in the sunshine but today we have a -6 temp. That's probably my biggest stress factor: this bloody weather.
But, if I've learned anything it's that things, if not poked and manipulated, work out to their best advantage so I guess when the time to go back to the barn is right the Universe will give both Darla and I a nudge. Or a crocus. Or mayhap a tulip. Or something that isn't frozen solid.
It has made me feel so good to see her outgrowing her wee outfits at such an alarming rate. I had thought at one point she would not thrive. We are eating sweet grain now and have had no digestive issues. (ie: poop is perfect!)
And if we just happen to be doing it all in a snazzy pair of love-monkey pants well....hey....look who you're talking to! Personally I think the world would be a better place if everyone had a pair of love-monkey pants. Don't you?
What an experience, eh?
It's been easier with you all along for the Wild Ride! I mean that.
We promise to check in eventually but we saw a new onesie in the window we simply *must* have!
xox
~Mimi & Darla & Yellow Dog & Pooter
Monday, February 7, 2011
A Post- It Note from Darla
Woot! Woot! Naked tubby time! Weeeeeeee!
That big dog leave crumbs everywhere! *yum*
I saw this on page 51 of the new Spring line-up.
My New Barn. I think the cat is jealous. *hee-hee*
My Going Home coat. Out grew my warm pirate coat.
Maa very busy.
I'm still here.
I have a new barn.
My going home coat is done.
I thought I *was* home.
The dog leaves tasty crumbs.
Maa thinks sweet grain is better.
I think not.
Don't forget milk.
love-
~D.
That big dog leave crumbs everywhere! *yum*
I saw this on page 51 of the new Spring line-up.
My New Barn. I think the cat is jealous. *hee-hee*
My Going Home coat. Out grew my warm pirate coat.
Maa very busy.
I'm still here.
I have a new barn.
My going home coat is done.
I thought I *was* home.
The dog leaves tasty crumbs.
Maa thinks sweet grain is better.
I think not.
Don't forget milk.
love-
~D.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
OF CAPRA AND THE SEA
The Historic Collection
The precious fishnet
What was inside the fishnet: A wee baby cap.
Ahoy Friends!
Darla and I are doing well but we are negligent bloggers are we not?
But rest assured, we're still going strong it's just that life gets in the way of living (and blogging!) sometimes. So stay tuned for more Darla Tales to come!
I have a Capra box to share this day that arrived the other day and was filled with a most wondrous bounty of treasure! I can only say to read the letter reposted (with permission) below. I will freely admit to being humbled at this grand gift and got a wee tear at the line: Do what you may with it-it is yours now.
The box held such grand history of sailors and life and death and the sea and wee babes, long since taken by the waters, who I feel somehow are now in my care.
I am humbled beyond words. I am honored that such a gift should be mine.
The history, energy, love and life in this package is overwhelming.
For those of you who might wonder, I am a pirate in my Other Life so this package had
particular meaning. You can read all about that if you like at www.mimifoxmorton.blogspot.com
But whether goats or pirates, I adore a good tale....and this one has touched my heart. I bow to the sender.
My thanks to all of you have given a scrap of your life to the Capra Project.
Surely the combined energy will be felt for a long time to come. I hope to one day return the gesture to you all.
Stay tuned for Hawaiian sails and Gothic lace in the next Capra post.
Have a magical and creative day!
~Mimi
xoxoxoxox
*************************************
Dear Mimi,
I have coveted this scrap long enough and feel the need to pass it on to a kindred spirit that has a love of the sea and an old tale. It came to me with an assortment of my great grandmother's sewing archives. Tucked away carefully amongst her tools was this tiny bit of fishnet. It was customary for sailors to carry a talisman with something from home for good luck as they ventured out on the seas. I untied a single knot and left it free for you to do the same so you can see the precious bit of home that one of her men or boys tied up inside and carried over the waves close to his heart for many years. She married a man that was a sailor and ship builder like his ancestors for generations and bore him 7 sons. She lived to see them all die on the waters. This is the token so carefully saved by the widow Susan Collins Veltman, 112 Ocean Ave. Bay Shore, NY. She was born the year that Lincoln was inaugurated. Do what you may with it-it is yours now.
Also find enclosed:
Some of her hand tatted lace and crocheted lace. I wouldn't hesitate to soak it in some tepid water with a little whitener and it should clean up fairly well or keep it vintage if you choose.
A hand crocheted collar made by my Mom.
Also some older collars that I thought you or a friend might use as patterns as they are the real deal. My grandmother always dresses in black and changed the white collars and cuffs daily-her ghost is regularly seen in the old family ship yard paint storage room that used to be her kitchen and she is always dressed in this manner.
Happy Sewing
Sue
Oswego, NY
The precious fishnet
What was inside the fishnet: A wee baby cap.
Ahoy Friends!
Darla and I are doing well but we are negligent bloggers are we not?
But rest assured, we're still going strong it's just that life gets in the way of living (and blogging!) sometimes. So stay tuned for more Darla Tales to come!
I have a Capra box to share this day that arrived the other day and was filled with a most wondrous bounty of treasure! I can only say to read the letter reposted (with permission) below. I will freely admit to being humbled at this grand gift and got a wee tear at the line: Do what you may with it-it is yours now.
The box held such grand history of sailors and life and death and the sea and wee babes, long since taken by the waters, who I feel somehow are now in my care.
I am humbled beyond words. I am honored that such a gift should be mine.
The history, energy, love and life in this package is overwhelming.
For those of you who might wonder, I am a pirate in my Other Life so this package had
particular meaning. You can read all about that if you like at www.mimifoxmorton.blogspot.com
But whether goats or pirates, I adore a good tale....and this one has touched my heart. I bow to the sender.
My thanks to all of you have given a scrap of your life to the Capra Project.
Surely the combined energy will be felt for a long time to come. I hope to one day return the gesture to you all.
Stay tuned for Hawaiian sails and Gothic lace in the next Capra post.
Have a magical and creative day!
~Mimi
xoxoxoxox
*************************************
Dear Mimi,
I have coveted this scrap long enough and feel the need to pass it on to a kindred spirit that has a love of the sea and an old tale. It came to me with an assortment of my great grandmother's sewing archives. Tucked away carefully amongst her tools was this tiny bit of fishnet. It was customary for sailors to carry a talisman with something from home for good luck as they ventured out on the seas. I untied a single knot and left it free for you to do the same so you can see the precious bit of home that one of her men or boys tied up inside and carried over the waves close to his heart for many years. She married a man that was a sailor and ship builder like his ancestors for generations and bore him 7 sons. She lived to see them all die on the waters. This is the token so carefully saved by the widow Susan Collins Veltman, 112 Ocean Ave. Bay Shore, NY. She was born the year that Lincoln was inaugurated. Do what you may with it-it is yours now.
Also find enclosed:
Some of her hand tatted lace and crocheted lace. I wouldn't hesitate to soak it in some tepid water with a little whitener and it should clean up fairly well or keep it vintage if you choose.
A hand crocheted collar made by my Mom.
Also some older collars that I thought you or a friend might use as patterns as they are the real deal. My grandmother always dresses in black and changed the white collars and cuffs daily-her ghost is regularly seen in the old family ship yard paint storage room that used to be her kitchen and she is always dressed in this manner.
Happy Sewing
Sue
Oswego, NY
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