For Valentine's day, I received flowers and a tube containing 25 pot seeds from a benevolent friend who works in the "grow". He assured me that these seeds would grow the marijuana but not the kind you smoke. Something about male and female and buds and other stuff that these were incapable of producing. This fits my criteria to a "t". I want to make stationary out of them and sell it in my online store. See this leaf?
Isn't that pretty? I learned how to make this stationary a very long time ago from a very old woman who wanted to pass the craft along so it would not cease to be. She chose me! She also gave me boxes of dried flowers, leaves, and about anything that grows. Now I have not partaken of this leaf myself, but I am intelligent enough to know what it is and what it looks like. And in the treasures she gifted me with was some of these. Seems she went down on the river and came back with lots of leaves and among them was some marijuana leaves. Now you must realize that all the greens she gathered were then placed between the pages of books and a weight applied so they would be very flat and very dry, but identifiable.
Now isn't that pretty? I think that is a Japanese Maple overlaid with Dill fronds. Hard to believe that I made it, isn't it? Making this stationary is an all day job and requires full use of the island in my kitchen. I lay out 12 of them at a time. First is a layer of waxed paper upon which I place my design, cover with a single layer of tissue, paint the whole thing with thinned school glue, sprinkle each with glitter and leave to dry. To fully appreciate my efforts, you just try to paint one layer of cheap tissue with a paint brush full of thinned glue. When I go to bed that night the whole house is filled with these things drying. Next morning it is ironing time. Then trimming and folding, so this is no easy chore. Lastly my name is signed in gold ink and I am done. I sell these for $2.00 each so they need to be nice. Since this stuff is now legal in Colorado, I want to get in on the market. Hence the growing and needing of seeds.
Back on track here. You now know why I wanted the seeds. Being a pushy broad I generally get what I want by just wanting it. True with the seeds. So any way, here lay this vial of seeds on my counter. Patty and Vanny were here and the seeds just laid there. I have a lady who is a very good friend who shall remain nameless, who helps me keep this house from becoming a true "hoarders nest." This same lady has been known to partake of the herb. She must eat hers cause she talks about "the bowl." To make a long story short, she was coming by to visit and I was reluctant to let her know my future plans in the "growing of the weed" area. So I grabbed the vial and hid it. Now I am sure you are a step ahead of me here and you know how my mind works. Later that day, I laid out the container I wanted to use to hold the seeds and dirt. Whoops! Where did I put those seeds?
I looked in all the usual hiding places. Patty and Vanna searched in all the drawers. The next day Bret and Amanda came for a visit and they were full of guesses as to where they might be, but it was all to no avail. I knew back in the far recesses of my mind that I knew where I put them. It is just that I rarely venture back into that area of my mind, because there are things there in the shadows that scare me!
So yesterday, Patty and Savannah packed up and went back to Lakin. I immediately had a nap. When I woke up, I spent a few minutes looking into corners and then decided to call my friend, John. I explained the seed business to him. He of course thought it was funny. While we were talking about a fundraiser for our friend Daneya that is coming up next week, I wandered over to the sewing machine I keep here in the office. I opened the door, pulled out the drawer and voila! My little pink vial of seeds! Knowing how fleeting my memory is these days, I told John of my find and told him I was moving them and where. Now 2 of us know where they are. I am trusting that he remembers where I put them. That was, after all, his job. My job is to report on me, and I might note that is a full time job.
So once more the seeds are found. The container to plant them in is , however, out in the shed where it is now very cold, thanks to that damn Polar Vortex! Looks cold out there today. I think I need to go to the El Pueblo today with my spinning wheel, but I am not sure. Nothing is ever sure in my life two days in a row. I was up late last night listing seed catchers on eBay in a variation format. I am almost afraid to check those out today.
So, I called Patty and told her where I found the seeds. Now, I am off to figure something out, but I do not know what. Will be in touch soon and we will return to the Stroh place, Nickerson, Kansas, and see what I remember about 60+ years ago, because I am not having much luck here in the present!
Now isn't that pretty? I think that is a Japanese Maple overlaid with Dill fronds. Hard to believe that I made it, isn't it? Making this stationary is an all day job and requires full use of the island in my kitchen. I lay out 12 of them at a time. First is a layer of waxed paper upon which I place my design, cover with a single layer of tissue, paint the whole thing with thinned school glue, sprinkle each with glitter and leave to dry. To fully appreciate my efforts, you just try to paint one layer of cheap tissue with a paint brush full of thinned glue. When I go to bed that night the whole house is filled with these things drying. Next morning it is ironing time. Then trimming and folding, so this is no easy chore. Lastly my name is signed in gold ink and I am done. I sell these for $2.00 each so they need to be nice. Since this stuff is now legal in Colorado, I want to get in on the market. Hence the growing and needing of seeds.
Back on track here. You now know why I wanted the seeds. Being a pushy broad I generally get what I want by just wanting it. True with the seeds. So any way, here lay this vial of seeds on my counter. Patty and Vanny were here and the seeds just laid there. I have a lady who is a very good friend who shall remain nameless, who helps me keep this house from becoming a true "hoarders nest." This same lady has been known to partake of the herb. She must eat hers cause she talks about "the bowl." To make a long story short, she was coming by to visit and I was reluctant to let her know my future plans in the "growing of the weed" area. So I grabbed the vial and hid it. Now I am sure you are a step ahead of me here and you know how my mind works. Later that day, I laid out the container I wanted to use to hold the seeds and dirt. Whoops! Where did I put those seeds?
I looked in all the usual hiding places. Patty and Vanna searched in all the drawers. The next day Bret and Amanda came for a visit and they were full of guesses as to where they might be, but it was all to no avail. I knew back in the far recesses of my mind that I knew where I put them. It is just that I rarely venture back into that area of my mind, because there are things there in the shadows that scare me!
So yesterday, Patty and Savannah packed up and went back to Lakin. I immediately had a nap. When I woke up, I spent a few minutes looking into corners and then decided to call my friend, John. I explained the seed business to him. He of course thought it was funny. While we were talking about a fundraiser for our friend Daneya that is coming up next week, I wandered over to the sewing machine I keep here in the office. I opened the door, pulled out the drawer and voila! My little pink vial of seeds! Knowing how fleeting my memory is these days, I told John of my find and told him I was moving them and where. Now 2 of us know where they are. I am trusting that he remembers where I put them. That was, after all, his job. My job is to report on me, and I might note that is a full time job.
So once more the seeds are found. The container to plant them in is , however, out in the shed where it is now very cold, thanks to that damn Polar Vortex! Looks cold out there today. I think I need to go to the El Pueblo today with my spinning wheel, but I am not sure. Nothing is ever sure in my life two days in a row. I was up late last night listing seed catchers on eBay in a variation format. I am almost afraid to check those out today.
So, I called Patty and told her where I found the seeds. Now, I am off to figure something out, but I do not know what. Will be in touch soon and we will return to the Stroh place, Nickerson, Kansas, and see what I remember about 60+ years ago, because I am not having much luck here in the present!
