Archive for December, 2008

Upcoming Events at the Remick Museum

Monday, December 15th, 2008

REMICK MUSEUM CELEBRATES VACATION WEEK WITH HOLIDAY LUNCHEONS!

Remick Country Doctor Museum & Farm will offer Holiday Luncheons during the holiday vacation week on Monday through Wednesday, December 29- 31, 2008, in the Museum’s Visitor Center. Choose from two sittings: 11:30am- 12:15pm or 12:45pm- 1:30pm. Enjoy a meal by the hearthside fire prepared by Museum Interpreter, Virginia Taylor. Enjoy chicken soup, biscuits and butter, pound cake for dessert, and coffee and tea. $8 for adults; $5 for children. Reservations are required and space is limited. Please call Linda, Museum Receptionist at (603) 323- 7591 or (800) 686- 6117 to reserve your space.

Remick Museum horses at work

Remick Museum will offer horse drawn sleigh or wagon rides during the holiday vacation week, Monday through Wednesday, December 29- 31, 2008, from 11am- 3pm. $5 per person. Take a ride with Remick Museum’s own Belgian Mares, Brandy and Lady. There must be sufficient snow pack to allow the use of the sleigh; otherwise, wagon rides will be offered. Space is limited, and seats are available on a first come, first serve basis.

Sleigh/Wagon Rides will also be offered during February and spring vacation, along with children’s vacation week day camp programs.

Remick Museum is located at 58 Cleveland Hill Road, Tamworth, NH. For more information call (603) 323- 7591 or (800) 686- 6117, or visit our website at www.remickmuseum.org

Press Release received on December 15, 2008

Joy Cometh in the Morning

Sunday, December 14th, 2008

This morning, when I looked out the window, I saw the first bird I have seen in months. The little nuthatch was simply devouring a piece of suet that Jim had placed in a suet feeder, hanging from a sturdy Lilac branch. In better weather, it sports flowers.

Always, I have wondered where the birds go in inclement weather. With up to an inch of ice, clinging to branches in some areas of New Hampshire, causing downed power lines, and bad traveling conditions, I think about the wildlife and the birds. Where does one go when one’s habitat is under attack?

Maybe the nuthatch will spread the news that the food source is in place. We used to supply bird seed, until we realized that four legged critters were accessing fallen bird seed under the snow. They were also entering our home in great numbers, seeking a warm place to stay, between feedings. Mice can scoot inside via the tiniest cracks or fissures in the granite foundation of this house. As much as we try to cement up known areas of access, they always find a way to come in.

With deer and other wildlife struggling in conditions such as this, it is even more important to keep your domestic dog under control. Only irresponsible pet owners allow their dogs to run wild. In most, if not all New Hampshire communities, there is a leash law. Groups of dogs injure and kill deer, or worse for themselves, tangle with a porcupine, the results of that being painful to the dog and expensive for the dog owner.

We love Nature in the winter. Feeding birds with only suet means that we see only the little birds like juncos, chickadees, woodpeckers, and nuthatches; not the usual customers of Bluejays, Cardinals, mourning doves, and other birds. Everything in life involves a choice, and we choose not to issue a special invitation to the mice to enter our home. For now, I will enjoy the birds I see, as I await Spring and the chance to see Lilacs again, in their place.

Patricia Cummings
Quilter’s Muse Publications

Christmas Poem

Friday, December 12th, 2008

Christmas scene with Fireplace quilt, Christmas tree skirt, and stocking ornaments made by Pat.

A Christmas Poem

©2007. Patricia Cummings, Concord, NH

‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the manse,
the urchins were awaiting a man of expanse.
The stockings were hung with diligent care,
in hopes that the Gentleman, soon would appear.

Stevie was sleeping alone in his bed,
while Jackie laid, bug-eyed, hearing the tread
of reindeer and Santa, near the chimney they strode,
making dear Jackie run for the commode!

The mayhem on the roof was clearly proof certain.
Running to the window, Jackie drew back the curtain.
Alas, the old man made a quick get-away,
leaving Jackie to wonder, to hope, and to pray.

Did Santa leave presents or a black lump of coal?
To check this situation, could result in a scold.
For Mother and Father snoozed peacefully now.
To disturb their slumber could result in a row.

But he crept down the stairs, with nary a sound.
And, indeed, did see presents, strewn all around.
In the morning, over breakfast, he told his yearly yarn,
to complement the other story of the wee, lowly bairn.

Born in a manger, no room at the inn,
Come to save sinners from God-awful sin,
Redeemer and Savior, Emmanuel, too,
The Christmas tradition, ever old, ever new.

This poem is inspired by the antics of my oldest brother, Jack, who loved presents and did, indeed, report hearing Santa on the roof, each year. Anything is possible when we BELIEVE, and whether you call him St. Nicholas, Kris Kringle, or Santa Claus, “he” is the embodiment of the Christmas spirit. Please save a cookie or two for him, will you? And, while you’re at it, please set aside a carrot or an apple for each of the reindeer!

Blessings to you, this Yuletide, and peace, prosperity, and good health to everyone in the coming year.

Patricia and James Cummings
Quilter’s Muse Publications

Mother Nature Throws Us a Curve Ball

Friday, December 12th, 2008

In New Hampshire, I woke up to iced – everything, from trees to a flag to rosebushes. Mother Nature was at it yesterday, reminding us that it is truly winter. It’s time to get out the quilt in progress, read a good book, and otherwise hunker down for the day. Yet, I hear cars driving past the house, so it is clear that some brave souls are venturing out to work. I suppose that is the advantage of “working from home.”

Snow is predicted, too, but so far, we have seen none of that. More snow is expected in the higher elevations.

New Hampshire is variable. We can have totally different weather on the seacoast than we have in the mountains, three hours away from each other. Snow is always fun, especially if you like to track the footprints (paw prints?) of animals. We have a book, Guide to Nature in the Winter, that helps to identify the animal who made the print.

To date, we have seen fox, deer, opossums, mink, raccoons, woodchucks, beavers, and skunks in our backyard, even without consulting their tracks. I love winter! I love the cozy, shut-in feeling that will turn to cabin fever by February or March! For now, I can do my quilting and my writing, keep the house clean, and plan some new creative projects, all from home. I can also work on my article for the May issue of The Quilter magazine … and that deadline is fast approaching.

Seize the moment. It comes but once in a lifetime.

Patricia Cummings

Lies

Friday, December 12th, 2008

Before I read a book catalog today, I never before realized that psychologists have made a study of people who tell lies. An entire book is available to analyze why people tell lies. Lies are a curious thing and I would like to discuss them, inasmuch as I have run into quite a few people who tell lies, lately.

First of all, some lies start out as bragging. A person will claim to speak seven languages fluently, when, in essence, that person speaks their native language and one word of six others – you know, like … sayonara, Guten Morgen, ciao, comida, nyet (sp?), au revoir, and “woof.”

Secondly, the person may brag about their family of origin’s wealth, such as their father raising a barn full of Thoroughbred horses that ran in the KY derby, when in fact, there was one broken-down old gelding in the barn, and a rambunctious, wild and untrained, three year old gelding. (Geldings don’t breed, as their “parts” have been altered).

Then, there are people who lie to cover up mistakes, by assigning blame to other people, named or unnamed, such as saying, “I am the victim here.” The proverbial “They” s______ (fill in the blank) me over” statement is used. I heard this recently from someone who has been arrested several times, in the last month alone.

There are lies of intent to mislead, but there are also inadvertent lies that are misstatements of fact, rather than intentional misrepresentations. Sometimes, scholarly “guessing,” that gets carried away, before facts are checked, can lead to this kind of lie. There are also lies, in print, that are just stupid mistakes or “typos.”

Then, every society has myths. The George Washington/ cherry tree story is one myth; the Betsy Ross/ American flag story is another. A more recent one is the tale of quilts being used on the Underground Railroad. People believe these stories because they fill a cultural void, or because they are repeated so often, believers come to be accept them as fact, when, indeed, the opposite is the case.

Children lie to their parents when they tell half-truths, or when they try to cover up something that they know would not have their parents’ approval. That is typical teenage behavior and part of the need for children to separate themselves from their parents and make their own choices … a step toward becoming an adult. Telling lies or half-truths is not the ideal, but it happens. Suddenly, a daughter, who has insisted that she and her boyfriend have not done anything besides hold hands, may show up expecting a baby. Oops! Everything becomes abundantly clear, at that moment. Some deception cannot be kept a secret forever.

I am just amazed that anyone would want to write a whole book about liars, but I can see the usefulness of such a volume. We always try to understand the psychology of deception, particularly when we have been the victims of it. At least three relationships (of mine) have been terminated, by me, in the past five years, when I found out that the person whom I had trusted, and/or loved, had been deceptive, unforgivably deceptive. Oddly enough, the truth was discovered in online files.

My mother used to say that there is such a thing as a “white lie.” I can’t think of any examples at the moment, but supposedly a “white lie” does not hurt anyone. On the other hand, a real lie hurts not only the person who is telling that lie by giving them a guilty conscience, but also the person who is trusting them to tell the truth. It is a no-win situation. Personally, I have no tolerance for liars.

So, that is my scoop, and my thoughts on the matter. I can’t change the world, although sometimes, I wish I could. I just surely wish that people would get out of the habit of telling lies. It’s a real downer when the truth is finally revealed.

Patricia Cummings

Chintz Fabric and Quilts Exhibition

Friday, December 12th, 2008

The International Quilt Study Center in Lincoln, Nebraska has mounted an exhibition of chintz quilts and there is a catalog with 65 pages and 30+ color photos that represent the display. The price is $21.35 plus the shipping method of your choice. Call Patty Lyster at the Museum Gift Store at: 1-402-472-6500 for more information or to order with a credit card. No affiliation. (Added note on 1-2-09: we received the catalog and cannot understand the bogus green tint to many of the photos. I do not recommend this “book” personally, as I believe it to be a poor representation of how lovely chintz quilts can be, (in person, or when photographed correctly).

A few years ago, we were happy to see a traveling exhibit, “Calico and Chintz” from the Smithsonian, when it was exhibited at the Portland Museum of Art. At the time, I wrote about it. No photos were allowed. The color catalog that accompanied that display is fabulous.

A link to the few available amazon copies is here:

Calico & Chintz: Antique Quilts from the Collection of Patricia S. Smith

Patricia Cummings

Quilts and Color

Thursday, December 11th, 2008

Discover Kay Koeper Sorensen’s blog called “Quilts & Color” for a look at both traditional and modern treatments of both topics. To Kay, I say, “Keep up the good work!”

Patricia Cummings

Who Is the Father of the American Christmas Card?

Thursday, December 11th, 2008

The answer is simple: Louis Prang. To read more about his background and fascinating life, click on this link.

Patricia Cummings

Rubia calendar now available

Wednesday, December 10th, 2008

If you would like to help combat illiteracy among women and children of Afghanistan, you will surely want to purchase the beautiful annual calendar offered by Rubia, an international organization. The calendar costs only $10.00, payable by Google checkout, or by other means, by calling (603) 397-3438, a New Hampshire phone number.

We wrote a feature article about a woman from Afghanistan for The Quilter magazine, some time ago. A similar article is now on our own website.

To visit the Rubia website to learn more about the calendar that features poetry as well as photos, visit: http://www.rubiahandwork.org/calendar.html

Enjoy!

Patricia Cummings, no affiliation

Christmas Decisions

Wednesday, December 10th, 2008

In one of her writings, Ellen Webster states that her father gave their local, small town church, Christmas trees each year, with which to decorate. They smelled wonderful, were decorated in a simple manner, and enjoyed by all. That seemed to be a comforting thought to her – that he was so generous and could share the bounty of God’s blessings with others.

A photo of their 1892 Christmas gathering (that appears in my latest book) reveals her sisters, their boyfriends and husbands, her parents and a nephew, all in Victorian garb, and all gathered in the farmhouse that was the Hardy home in Hebron, New Hampshire. I found out that Christmas that year fell on a Sunday. The congregations that shared the one common town church must have had to do some fast scrambling to figure out which group would use the building and when.

The Christmas we celebrate today, with all of its commercial aspects, had its roots in the nineteenth century. For example, Christmas greetings were not generally exchanged until the commercialization of the greeting card industry. The antique card on the front of our website looks very much like a spin off of a Kate Greenaway illustration.

With the economy being uncertain, many people are cutting back on what they might normally spend. I am convinced that it not the quality of gifts that matter. Rather, it is the sincere good wishes to please another person, and to bring them joy (and something they would like).

Some Christians really wish to get back to basics. After all, the tragedy of the poor man who was trampled to death at Walmart should teach us that life itself is more important than trinkets. No gold bracelet or diamond ring, or pair of earrings will have any long term effect on your ultimate journey. It is in considering these matters that we can begin to learn and celebrate the true meaning of Christmas, an expression of God’s love for man.

My goal is not to superimpose my own religious/faith beliefs on my readers. Rather, I started out to say that I think that too much emphasis is put on material goods for their own sake. We will all live without a big screen tv, or the latest book (ok, maybe not), or the anything that is store-bought.

The meaningful essence that we can impart is a strong sense of family, a willingness toward forgiveness, and the joy of celebrating what we do have, rather than condemning what we don’t have. Re-think the goodness of other people and try to understand that we are all struggling with our own humanity. Christmas gives us hope that our lives are not spent, in vain. An even more important Christian holiday is Easter – with its promise that there is eternal life that is offered to those who believe.

Enjoy Christmas, and certainly, exchange gifts. Just keep in mind the word, “Simplify.” Often, you will find that the simple moments of life are the most unforgettable ones. Time is the greatest gift of all. This moment will not come again. Enjoy the season and find the joy that is there for the looking.

Patricia Cummings