The Road to Ragged Mountain
Originally uploaded by Chris Seufert
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where a crazy quilt of a life is being stitched together with the help of heaven
Please come on over to SevenWaysSimple.
And a Happy New Year to you, too.
I found these flat-bottomed glass bowls at an estate sale years ago, and they are some of my favorite possessions. I put leftovers into them with a plate for a lid, so they are easily stacked. In the background is another clear storage container, which I purchased new. I am a big advocate of clear storage for the refrigerator. If I can easily see what is on hand, I might eat it. If I can't see it, it will probably never get used up.
Three things intersected in the last few weeks that changed my life in a very happy way. The result is, I made a quilt, and I am working on a second one, and having lots of fun at it. First of all, I started on some new medication, which I think has connected some wires in my brain to counteract one aspect of ADD, which was my inability to finish projects. Secondly, I found Amy's blog, which features, among other wonderful things, pictures of her quilts, which have inspired me, like no other quilts, with their simplicity and beauty. And thirdly, I now have this sewing closet. It is messy, and not nice to look at, I know, but that is just the point. When I am done sewing, I just put the chair back across the room, curl up the extension cord, and close the doors.
I think it was on the television program called Neat that the host suggested adding pretty lights as a way to keep shelves in order. She said that when shelves are prettily lit, we are less likely to allow clutter to gather. I added some Christmas lights to my shelves. The picture doesn't begin to capture it, but they really do look festive in person, and I really have kept my shelves more orderly since putting the strings of lights up. (It also makes the pantry a kind of beautiful wonderland for little children.)

I don't seem to be able to overcome my inherent messiness, so I try to keep things as organized as possible to combat it. One thing which has been helpful is to keep my ingredients for cooking in these canisters. In the ones with baking ingredients, which are all stored in a designated baking cupboard, I also keep measuring spoons or cups, which suit the recipes I most frequently use. The sugar canister, for instance, has a 1/3 cup measure in it, because I use sugar the most frequently for making muffins, and that recipe calls for 1/3 cup. Most of my measuring cups and spoons are from estate sales, where I paid very little for them. The salt container, however, has an adjustable measuring spoon, since the amount of salt required varies so much from recipe to recipe.
FarmBoy and I had lots of fun designing (mostly me) and building (mostly him) this system for storing our canned foods. We needed some inexpensive way to provide storage in the skinny place behind the two doors of our pantry. (The door you see in the photo below leads to the garage, and the door into the house is opposite.) I stewed for some time on what to do, until one day I jumped up, grabbed a can of beans, and set them, sideways, on the drapery rod above the kitchen sliding glass door. I realized then that what I needed was sort of a wall of parallel drapery rods. FarmBoy and I headed off to the hardware store without really knowing what we would ultimately use for the project. What we ended up with were conduit rods, which are ten feet long (he sawed them to fit) and these large hooks that you see , which he screwed into the wall studs, a couple of inches deep.
Gordon B. Hinckley commented:
I have enjoyed these words of Jenkins Lloyd Jones, which I clipped from the newspaper some years ago. Said he:.... "Anyone who imagines that bliss is normal is going to waste a lot of time running around shouting that he has been robbed.
"Most putts don't drop. Most beef is tough. Most children grow up to be just people. Most successful marriages require a high degree of mutual toleration.
Most jobs are more often dull than otherwise.... "Life is like an old-time rail journey - delays, sidetracks, smoke, dust, cinders and jolts, interspersed only occasionally by beautiful vistas and thrilling bursts of speed.
"The trick is to thank the Lord for letting you have the ride.'"
("Big Rock Candy Mountains," Deseret News, 12 June 1973, A4; as cited in Ensign, March 1997, p. 60.)