I lit a fire. Sometimes I stand there, thanking my lucky stars. Sometimes I am being watched. A stack of larger cloths. Because I love a stack of stories. I took this one, Balancing Act, off the wall. Put it on the big round table. Because I think, the table rings, the circles, even just the impression of basket, I need that to be part of everything going forward. Yes. And here we go. I will let the line disappear […]
Yesterday this site went down. Today I am sitting in a pile of loose yesterdays. This is the drawing I used as a card when I first started to sell in my shop. Cannot remember how long ago it was. I like it as a message to say from my home to yours. I look at it today. Drawn before stitching days. 1965? It seems stitched. What if? And here is the photo that inspired the “snow scratched” idea. More […]
First look this morning, the porch, looks like the wind really kicked up last night. Feeling happy that I managed to sleep deep enough not to notice. I set up a warm convenient corner for nighttime paper work, because mostly I don’t sleep through. Naturally, one thought follows another…
You know you are home when you can be yourself. I slept well. That has not been happening too often. Things become a pattern, especially when you worry about them. You know what I mean. Trying to sleep well or trying to be happy, that doesn’t work. It’s early morning, And I love this photo. Where I left off last night. I wore myself out imagining peace, brushed my teeth, went to bed and woke up just before dawn.
I can say we got enough rain. It is cool and damp and these are new to me. New is good at the moment, I have slipped into a strange kind of boredom. It took months but the porch ceiling is finally painted, we don’t care about fancy or neat, could have left the plywood bare, but this makes it lighter, softly. It was hard work at our age, gosh I can feel it. Tape comes off later today. I […]