Recently a friend gave me this lovely rag rug she made on a loom passed down through the generations. I love it for that reason, and for the thoughtfulness she puts into everything she does. She puts the craft into craftsmanship. As much as I admire Mary Ann, seeing the rug is a daily inspiration to bring joy into my… Read More
A Time Of Wonder
Life would be pretty dull if we knew ahead of time what would happen. I remember coming home from a college class two years ago expecting to walk into the kitchen and begin my relaxation time. It was also my birthday, but I was downplaying that. Unbeknownst to me, my daughter and friends had rigged the door to drop balloons… Read More
Clouds, a grey-it way to start a day
Somewhere, somehow, in recent years I have come to love clouds. I don’t even want to photograph a landscape or cityscape if the sky is completely blue. A clear sky lacks character, in my view, and viewfinder. This morning I woke to grey skies hissing out tiny spitballs of ice. It isn’t personal, it’s Minnesota doing a spring cleaning. I put on multiple layers… Read More
miztakes
I”ve been reading a lot lately about the education that comes with making mistakes. At least, if we are lucky, we learn something. The point is, women who are really living life are going to mess up from time to time. Instead of berating ourselves, we should be smiling and moving on. I’m on board with this because I mess up a… Read More
Shadow and Light
Every morning before I schlup out of bed, I take a few minutes to visualize the day I want to have, and to send good energy to those I love. I know it’s woo-woo, but it matters to me. Over time, our 18 year old cat, Shadow, has insisted on joining me. She makes sure she arrives in bed as… Read More
ZZZZ hope for sleep
Why is it that some people, and animals, can sleep anywhere, at any time, under any conditions? Why is it others cannot? I remember as a child spending a lot of time at my grandmother’s house. She only lived a short walk–or run, if it was a scary black night–down the road from my parent’s house, and I spent many nights… Read More
