Coming to the Patch
I arrived at the Patch in lil' 'ole Snook, Texas
population 511, (My friends laugh and say "Now 512". (Is that ever exactly
correct?)) on March 25, 2012. Funny story there, took a uhaul across 5 states
with 3 dogs in the cab. Thought I only needed a 17ft truck and ended up with
26ft full front to back with I am guessing more than half full of quilting,
sewing & crafting goods. So you and I have to put them to good use!
After unloading the fun began, I couldn't just stick to the boxes, Oh NO not me, I had to make a project of the entire house and property. Unloading boxes before and after daylight and gardening and planting containers during. Somewhere along the line I kept seeing this mysterious rabbit in the yard. I run outside and he wouldn't be there, then the heat came along with the briars (as you can tell I finally caught him on film). My dear sweet Gregg had always called me Bunnie (since we were 15) and now I/We have Bunnie's Briar Patch; a place he has called home since 2004. Since my arrival it has transformed dramatically inside and out. I will share the journey with you along with our future endeavors.
A bit about me, I grew up having plenty of animals to keep me company and that included 5 horses (Sugar, Marathon, Freckles, Achilles, and Country) which I showed and ran barrels with. I began sewing on my grandmother's lap at about age 5, crafting with her since I was 8, taking notes on her cooking since I was 12 and the story goes. Mom was the gardener and at some point a good cook; I have been told it's in our blood. My great-grandmother was a caterer working for the elite and my grandfather was an avid home cook who at one time dreamed of opening a restaurant and had a great green thumb. Dad gave me the eye for pictures, he was a amature photographer who loved black and whites. From these wonderful people I have evolved into a cooking and creating fool and love every minute of it.
Gregg, he's a "fix-it", "build-it", "make-it", "create-it" and "eat-it" kind of guy. He had an early start with it all from his wonderful father. Dad was a machinist/educator; he taught machine shop at the highschool for many many MANY years, ok for 30+ and is loved by many and altered the lives of many more. Dad also had love for the land and all it offered which he shared with the kids. Gregg with Dad bagged his first wild boar at the age of 6 (got the tusks mounted for proof LOL) from there he went on to deer, etc... They also loved the water and deep sea fishing so don't be surprised that my country boy knows the Gulf pretty darn well and won't hesitate to eat him some shark. Gregg isn't affraid to craft or even quilt, while its a new venture for him his grandmother was a wonderful quilter and both grandmothers and mom were/are fabulous cooks.
As I mentioned, grab your cup of coffee and enjoy. If you have any comments, things you would like to share or even special "know-how" requests I/We will do our best to get those posted for you.
After unloading the fun began, I couldn't just stick to the boxes, Oh NO not me, I had to make a project of the entire house and property. Unloading boxes before and after daylight and gardening and planting containers during. Somewhere along the line I kept seeing this mysterious rabbit in the yard. I run outside and he wouldn't be there, then the heat came along with the briars (as you can tell I finally caught him on film). My dear sweet Gregg had always called me Bunnie (since we were 15) and now I/We have Bunnie's Briar Patch; a place he has called home since 2004. Since my arrival it has transformed dramatically inside and out. I will share the journey with you along with our future endeavors.
A bit about me, I grew up having plenty of animals to keep me company and that included 5 horses (Sugar, Marathon, Freckles, Achilles, and Country) which I showed and ran barrels with. I began sewing on my grandmother's lap at about age 5, crafting with her since I was 8, taking notes on her cooking since I was 12 and the story goes. Mom was the gardener and at some point a good cook; I have been told it's in our blood. My great-grandmother was a caterer working for the elite and my grandfather was an avid home cook who at one time dreamed of opening a restaurant and had a great green thumb. Dad gave me the eye for pictures, he was a amature photographer who loved black and whites. From these wonderful people I have evolved into a cooking and creating fool and love every minute of it.
Gregg, he's a "fix-it", "build-it", "make-it", "create-it" and "eat-it" kind of guy. He had an early start with it all from his wonderful father. Dad was a machinist/educator; he taught machine shop at the highschool for many many MANY years, ok for 30+ and is loved by many and altered the lives of many more. Dad also had love for the land and all it offered which he shared with the kids. Gregg with Dad bagged his first wild boar at the age of 6 (got the tusks mounted for proof LOL) from there he went on to deer, etc... They also loved the water and deep sea fishing so don't be surprised that my country boy knows the Gulf pretty darn well and won't hesitate to eat him some shark. Gregg isn't affraid to craft or even quilt, while its a new venture for him his grandmother was a wonderful quilter and both grandmothers and mom were/are fabulous cooks.
As I mentioned, grab your cup of coffee and enjoy. If you have any comments, things you would like to share or even special "know-how" requests I/We will do our best to get those posted for you.
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