some kind of love~
maybe because it is in my nature
maybe because i am a true pisces through and through
whatever the reason is to say
i am a hopeless romantic
and believe in some kind of love
~all prints are available in my redbubble shop~
who...what...when...why...where~
a quick hello before the month comes to an end
WHO: me
WHAT: writing a book
WHEN: now
WHY: because every persons story should be heard
WHERE: at home
PROMISE TO BE BACK SHORTLY
Maya Angelo Once Said:
"There is no greater agony
than bearing an untold story inside you"
earthen strings...
earthen strings...the waxing and waning of a winters day...as mother nature set her tone...she gently guides us through the longingly cold and dampening hours...deep cobalt darkening skies are present when we rise in the morn and set in the night...it is within this gift of hers...time...to pull inward and find our own light...the faint colors of the grasses pale green...is her reminder to each...though we may not be thriving...we are continuing to grow...the cycle never seizes...the wheel has yet to change...it is in these days that i crochet...it is the silence...the slowness...the warmth from layers...the cups of endless tea...the flickering flames of firelight...the candles that glow among a dim lit room...it is in the comfort of knowing that all will change...it is in knowing that a season will never last forever...it is having an appreciation for such...that puts me at ease... i fully surrender to the days of winter as i continue to weave my earthen strings
9...3~
it has been few and far between that i have walked away from a week feeling completely at ease
JUBILANT
feeling or expressing great happiness and triumph
9...3
walking away from many moments feeling jubilant
one father marks a turning point in recovering
our lives slowly beginning to return to their rhythms of once was
a mailbox being filled with letters from afar
silent pick me ups laced with love
time with pen in hand
art through that of different eyes
rain subsides
simmering in the goodness of life
Rumi Once Said:
"Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It will not lead you astray."
beautiful moments~
a piece of art unfolds
unleashing my inhibitions
allowing my creativity to freely roam about
"because sometimes...just sometimes...a moment is all you need"
brandi r burdick
sweet saturday...
a few weeks back
we celebrated our {belated} birthdays together
one day together
ALONE
a morning of breakfast...coffee...walking the streets
glass blowing at it's finest
life could not have been any sweeter
...stay tuned for the aftermath...
13...fifteen~
missed fortune found
funny how you forget about things and then for some strange reason it becomes apparent where they were placed..your memory returns and you are able to recollect your once out of sorts thought and go to the exact place where they resided
13...fifteen
has most definitely felt out.of.sorts
mis~placed
mis~matched
mis~communicated
mis~understood
unpredictable
dashing in and out
chasing and capturing raindrops
hearing childrens laughter sparked from the pelting of hail
{they say dance in the rain...well our danced in the hail}
finding old forgotten projects
not remembering the reasons as to WHY
lavender and lupine lingering in my mind
as for these pennies...shaking head...they have been sitting for at least a year or two...honestly could not tell ya what was going to happen to them...but what i can say is i do remember we were attempting create a patina...am thinking it involved vinegar but alas i am at a true loss for the process and purpose...
maybe today you will find missed fortune in a forgotten place
13...eleven~
rays of light
veil our home
refreshing i say
to see life lit up
i will say it a thousand times over in my day
i adore each season as it comes
13...eleven
an awakening
a shift
rebirth
the brink of mornings
nights lingering
a feeling of time lasting
energizing
eggs of paper
eggs of silk
seed sowing
garden plotting
lots of planning
spring lovin
C. S. Lewis once said:
"It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird: it would be a jolly sight harder for it to learn to fly while remaining an egg.
We are like eggs at present.
And you can not go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. We must be hatched.
inspiration avenue heart tag swap...
making & sending
♥♥♥
was such a sweet treat
heart tag sent forth from Susan
heart tag sent forth from Katja
heart tag sent forth from Bambi
Thank you so for the creatively beautiful tags you each made
I
♥
them
and
a glimpse of what i sent forth
this was a two fold surprise
13...eight~
march 1
could it really be
the days of winter
slowly coming to a close
13...eight
stranger than strange moments arising
wishing my fingers could move a bit quicker
crocheting away
wabi sabi words and thoughts
collectively gathering
the joy in giving
excitement in the air
despite the rain falling
hopes of a forecasted 60 degrees
this morning will be one trip to the airport
welcoming home a grandpa so dear
worries settling
our minds at ease
Euriphedes once said:
"Our lives...are but a little while, so let them run as sweetly as you can, and give no thought to grief from day to day. For time is not concerned to keep our hopes, but hurries on its business, and its gone."
with scraps...
gathered carefully
lined by the right
and
stitched together tight
from nothing of sorts
with scraps that lay
a wee little book came forth
Someone once said:
"Maybe it's not always about trying to fix something broke. Maybe it's about starting over and creating something better."