Ding!
So here I am. Again. A new month, a new folder for photos. March, the month of the slower stitch I can say. Sometimes forever is just nice to float in. If you don't worry.
I am glad it is April. The month of opening. Tomorrow is my Mother's birthday.
Each moment is like a present. And the rain has more obvious purpose.
I have opened the Forever Zone in the shop for those who have inquired. I will have a lot to say about how it might go, (all I known now is I will begin with circles as design components) but for now I will use April to get myself reoriented, and add some of the older classes there, as promised. And then I will begin to add new teaching content come (what) May.
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Thank you for being travelling companions...
And thank you for your comments on my last post, I will get to them later today...
I did a lot of wallowing this weekend (such a funny word!)…it just seemed right. 🙂 Maybe the thing is that as long as we are just going, there is always time… And I love April, it’s such an exciting time to watch the garden unfold.
It is a funny word. It’s a bit like jello.😂
I JUST LOVE EVERYTHING YOUDO I LIKE THE WAY YOUR BRAIN WORKS TOO WOW POET GOING ON HERE. THERE IS NO CERTAINY IN MY LIFE MY COUSELOR LEAD ME TO RADICAL ACCEPTANCE
Isn’t it funny that acceptance has become something radical?
Today it seems so simple.
April 1st & I’ve been a gardening fool! 🃏💚🎉
Ha!
Bittersweet memories all around; two years since my daughter passed. Remember the happy times.
Oh gee, that is hard…
My heart goes out to you. Losing a child is Inconsolable and yes remembering the happy times together brings some comfort as well as so many tears. May Courage and love help you carry on.
There is something soft and dreamy about that buds photo…something forming, touched gently by your hand…house blurred in the distance. Lovely.
I’ve been thinking of your mama’s birthday 🙂
She was a greater force than she ever imagined.
Wallowing in moderation can be so comforting. Sending love.
Wallowing in general is actually ok. Soak it up and know it better I say…
Yes, but I have to be careful… There’s a tendency to sink.
I think of my mom, she mastered the art of floating…in the thick of it…
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I am a professional “wallower” – but I have to be careful too 😉
Practice makes almost perfect…
I am often absent here, jude, but never too far offside ……
I do know, without a doubt, that for years I’ve loved traveling along and that will never – forever not – change. As a daughter of a true April Fool (father’s bday today) I’ve learned there are some things better to *not* be foolish about …. treasured companions is one of them.
To April then! AND SPRING!!
Oh how nice to find you here this morning, old friend…❤️
Nice to have buds… we are getting SNOW tomorrow night. 3-6inches. Eek.
Yeah, I think that much rain here!
Dear Jude,
Remembering our mothers is definitely a shared piece of each year for us both. My mother;s birthday is April 5, 1920 and we lost her in October of 1993. I still find that April day to be a haunting one for me if I don’t think about what day it is, there is always an inner push to do something…and I will find some of her written words in her beautiful penmanship, a recipe a knitting pattern, a card and spend some precious time holding her in my heart. May your mother walk gently with you today as you remember her spirit.
Much love,
Kristin
I’ve been needing her.
We always need our mamas….some days more than others.
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Yeah…
Sunrise, yes!! I’m so glad it’s April, too. Our farmers markets will be opening soon and the quality of the light just seems to be getting better & better. Those blocks are beautiful, Jude! Just signed up for Forever Forever. I’m looking forward to circles, and whatever else is to come!
Oh, the light, yes, changes everything. Can’t wait to begin again…
I love April, too, for its showers and rainstorms, its continual promise of blooms. Right now where I live is a profusion of Bluebonnets and sloping hillsides of Indian paintbrush…
Gorgeous gallery of imaginative works, Jude!
The trees are ready.
April is a magical month. the last vestiges of winter seem to be smaller and smaller. although there may be a few snowflakes in April we know it won’t stick around long.
Yeah, we’ve crossed the line.
Yay…April!! Xox
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