Sewing Box

Ken was gathering some things from the garage to take home with him when I saw this "workbox." I immediatly recognized it as a sewing box that mom had when I was little, or as my students would say, "Don't you mean littler, Ms. Taylor?" Anyway, I remember playing with it a lot. When I brought it home, it was painted with a faux finish of brown streaks over a coat of dark yellow. I stripped the paint off and am now down to the bare wood in places. It's in pretty fragile condition, some cracks, some repaired , some not. Any way I have had some good memories and sad memories of mom as I've worked on it and am anxious to finish taking off the old "finish" to put on a new finish. I'm thinking of hand rubbed tung oil.

I had noticed right away the brand on the bottom and thought that there should be a way to trace the patent and find out more about it. It is a tribute to summer vacation laziness, that I, a librarian took 2 weeks to realize that I just had to look on the US Patent Office website to find it. http://patft.uspto.gov/netahtml/PTO/search-bool.html If you use this link and the number 1707806, you can find a picture of the patent papers. It was given a patent on April 4, 1927. (on the search page, change the date box to 1790 to present) It was patented because of the unique nature of the now missing hinge feature that automatically closed one lid when you opened the other lid. I remember playing with the lids quite a bit, that's probably why. And come to think of it, that's probably why the hinge is missing now.

I haven't been able to decipher the chalk marks on the bottom though. I'll post a picture of the finished product. Don't wait up for it though, I'm working on the legs right now and it could take a while longer than I think. Lots of turns with lots of paint stuck in them. 

There's a Tomato Tale in Here Somewhere

OK, first of all this is one of those trick pictures that Picassa let's you do called a multiple exposure. There are two pictures blended into one. There's a close up picture of a tomato plant and a wide angle picture of a curved, arc structure.

Here's the story. A lot of years ago, I thought it would be neat to have a hammock in the back yard. I could lie in the hammock in the evening and read my book and enjoy the balmy breezes..or I could lie in the hammock at night and watch the stars come out. Good idea, right? Not really as it turns out. The sun is still to bright when it's light enough to read and the skeeters get you when the stars come out. If I sit in my recliner chair by the widows with the door open to create a cross draft, I get the same effect. And I just lie on the porch to watch the stars come out. Well, after years of putting the hammock up each year after school lets out and putting it back in Andrew's room under the bed or in the closet or somewhere before the first snow flies, I mentioned to Bill that we might as well take the hammock to the dump. It was in the car before the next sun set. All that remains in the yard is a metal arc that is very well made and has sturdy construction and will outlast our house, I think.

Now to the tomato part.

At either end of the hammock frame are round rings on which to hook the hammock. (Please notice that the preceding sentences does not end with a prepostion) I had a notion that a hanging pot of flowers might brighten up the yard and could be hung from one of the hooks. As luck would have it, the grocery store in town frequently gets plants and cut flowers delivered and they had a nice big pot of flowers with petunias, alyseum, pansies and a few other unidentified flowers. I brought it home and hung it from the hammock frame, but then it looked unbalanced. You can kinda see the pink petunias in the picture. So on Mother's Day weekend when we went to Miles City, I was looking for a pot to balance out the arc. I saw a nice, bushy looking pot with these puny, yellow flowers. I read the little stick they put in the pots to tell you what the name of the plant is and it was a . . . . have you guessed by now? A Tomato plant! And today, I picked my first tomatoes!!!!!!

PS. Does anyone know how to format these pictures in the blog so you can have the text surrounding the pictures?

PPS. I just added a second picture to the blog without using PIcass!

Aunties and Uncles at the Battlefield

Another beautiful summer's afternoon was spent at the Little Bighorn Battlefield. We'll have to make Uncle Lee and Aunt Irene stay the summer to make sure we don't get the hot weather that's coming. I drove out to the Battlefield to meet up with my aunties and uncles and spent the afternoon taking the tour. I've been several times already but one can always learn a little more each time. Our museum lecture was presented by a Ranger from the Crow tribe, which was a first for me. It gave the story a slightly different slant than the one I've heard in my Cheyenne history classes. We went to the Trading Post shop across the highway and I was in for another suprise. I've only been to the shop in the off season and it was quite crowed on a June afternoon so close to the anniversary of the Battle. I stopped by the Kentucky Fried Chicken at the gas station stop to bring home supper and got home just in time to put it on the table. 

Family Fotos

If you look closely you'll see that the people in this picture are looking at pictures of people in pictures. They are my family looking at pictures of their family. On Father's Day we spent a wonderful evening at my cousin's house visiting with family that we don't get to see very often. My aunt and uncle came in from "back East" and dad brought along a few family albums to share. We ate good food, way too much dessert and talked 'til the skeeters came out. Hope everyone had as good a day as we had. 

Workshops and Laptops

I've been attending a workshop at Lame Deer this week and I brought my laptop to take notes. I bought it last year and I haven't used it enough to get really comfortable with it. Now I'm at my desktop computer and I'm having trouble with this keyboard.....yesh who woudda thought it would happen like that?


Anyway, this workshop is about developing a curriculum to teach the history and culture of the Northern Cheyenne to our students and students around the state. In 1972 the Montana Constitution was revised and contained a provision to have all students educated about the native people of the state, Indian Education for All, and now in 2006, the money has been budgeted and the schools are actually expected to implement the law. Of course it took a few years of litigation to make it happen but it is necessary if people are going to stop being ignorant of special nature of the tribes in Montana. I have been working on or near the Northern Cheyenne Reservation for 26 years now and I have learned a few things about the history and culture, but sadly, no language. I do encounter racist attitudes from people when I mention that I work at Lame Deer. When I read comments in the Billings Gazette, I realize that most people really don't understand the special nature of treaty rights and sovereignty; I barely understand them myself and I've been trying for a few years now. Anyway, I think that if the study of Montana tribes will help educate the general populace and help the bad feelings between the tribes and the "white" population.

I'm not sure why I was invited to participate since all the other members are Northern Cheyenne. I guess I'm the "token." Kind of a new feeling for me, but not a bad feeling, I don't think anyone resents my presence, at least I hope not.

Kitchen Makeovered

Well, it's officially painted. I'll get to deocorating it after I can get to one of the "MART" stores and find something colorful to add. It's quite bland compared to what it has been for the last several years, but I'll think of it as a blank canvass just waiting for some color. Right now I gotta think of some way to celebrate it's completion, definitly not cooking in it though. Then I'd have to clean it again! 

Waterworks

Every summer I move the fridge out and dust behind it and since I was painting, I had to move it anyway. So this summer when I move it and dusted I must have jostled something I shouldn't have or the fridge is just plain old, but we had a minor leak for a few hours. There is a hose leading into the fridge to the ice cube maker. We've never used it since we don't even drink the water without filtering it. Anyway that was the hose that leaked. Bill just turned the water off under the house and cut the ice maker hose and capped it. No more leak! Not a very dramatic story, but I just had to tell it in light of the other leaky pipe stories.

Kitchen Makeover

Last summer I debated and debated whether or not to paint my kitchen. By the time I'd made up my mind to do it, it was August already and too hot to paint. I painted once in August and the paint steamed on the walls, not the best way for paint to dry. So this summer, once I'd returned from Dickenson, I told myself that if I didn't paint right away, I would let it go another summer. I wish I hadn't listened to myself. Once you start painting, you can't stop until it's all done, at least I can't. I'd forgotten how tedious cabinet doors are to paint, and I'm only doing the outside, the inside can wait! This is a picture of what the cupboards looked like "before." Next week, or when ever I get it finished, I'll post the "after" picture.

I'm painting everything the same neutral "golden biscuit" color. I figure that I can get colorful curtains and dodads for the walls and when I get tired of that color, I just have to get new curtains instead of painting the whole shebang, 'cause I doubt seriously that I will feel like painting again any time in the near or distant future.