Sunday, December 29, 2013
"Oh du lieber Augustin" ("Oh, you dear Augustin") is a Viennese song, composed by Marx Augustin in 1679.
At this time Vienna was struck by the bubonic plague (see Great Plague of Vienna) and Augustin was a ballad singer and bagpiper, who toured Vienna‘s inns entertaining people. The Viennese loved Augustin because of his charming humour in bitter times, and they called him "Lieber Augustin" (Dear Augustin). Once he was drunk and on his way home he fell in the gutter and went to sleep. He was mistaken for a dead man by the gravediggers patrolling the city for dead bodies. They picked him up and dumped him, along with his bagpipes which they presumed were infected, into a pit filled with bodies of plague victims outside the city walls. Next day when Augustin woke up, he was unable to get out of the deep mass grave. He was shocked and after a while he started to play his bag pipes, because he wanted to die the same way he lived. Finally people heard him and he was rescued from this dreadful place. Luckily he remained healthy despite having slept with the infected dead bodies and Augustin became a symbol of hope for Viennese people.
Now that the Christmas holidays are over, I'm back to crafting primitives again. Today I made this little wool mouse family. Can't you just picture finding them in your pantry???
It's been a busy season, a lovely Christmas time with lots of good meals, board games, lots of music, singing around the piano and cozy fires. Richly blessed we are and thank God for His graciousness to us.
I'm still trying to get used to the emptier nest that we have now that my oldest daughter has moved out. She's just down the road, but still her place at the dinner table is empty and now her rooms are my sewing & crafting studio. I see her every day, but it's not quite the same. Maybe harder because she's been at home so long, but it's making me feel older. Times they are a changin'.
On another note, I'm enjoying Winter and wish it would slow down just a bit more! Seems like there aren't enough hours in the day for all I'd like to accomplish. Yesterday I cleaned out my milk room and kidding pens in preparation for the upcoming goat kid arrivals (soon!). Today I have the sore muscles to prove it! We've gotten two seed catalogs in the mail and we're already imagining this year's garden (always better than the last one, of course). Before you know it, the days will be longer and we'll spend more time outside once again. But, for now it's still Winter and the new year is just ahead. My prayer is that everyone who reads this blog will find the peace that can only be found with our Saviour Jesus Christ who died to take away our sins. If you don't know Him, you'd better get acquainted quick! This life goes by so fast and all of us will one day stand before Him. Will He recognize you?
Sunday, December 15, 2013
I'm relating to Eeyore (from Winnie the Pooh by Milne, if you're THAT uninformed!). Feeling blue & friendless at times. Wonder if the combination of chronic illness and the dreaded 'change of life' can do that to a person.........
Well, 'nuf of that! Onward.
My 'new' sewing room is part studio to work in and very much a museum of relics - sewing machines from the late 1800s to the 1960s. Lots of them. Can you say....eccentric?
I made and sold several batches of these guys on Ebay. I wanted a bowl-full for myself, but I forgot and sold them all.....
This snowman-Zhivago is a much nicer fellow.
Made me think about people. Sometimes we look fabulous (ok, so we'll just go for neat & tidy) on the outside and most of the important things seem to be in place, but on the inside we may be hard hearted or stiff necked, or hiding other unpleasantries. People often are not what they appear on the outside. Before I judge people by what I see, I hope I'll think of this and pray for them instead.