red or gray

a week begins with ...

2012-01-30T06:16:00.008-06:00

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soft shades

of cream & white

a purposeful statement

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a bit of bright texture

with a shot of vitamin C

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hand made paper

with vintage lace wing

resting on block of smooth cedar

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as this week begins and this month is almost at an end

I am grateful for your special comments in this post

I hold them close to my heart

he is doing well . eating . softly wagging his tail

and resting in the grass outside the studio window

this blog space will be quiet for a time . I will at the wooden table

simply creating for my shop . listening to the birds in the bare branches

embracing the bright blue winter sky and crisp air . thinking of you with a smile

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his nest

2012-01-26T07:00:00.003-06:00

as Sam settles into the last seasons of life . the aged dog draws me into the yard

winter grass feels like a soft nest to him while we sit each day . gathering four o clock light

yucca pods in our yard confirm what I already feel and hold close to my heart

that simple beauty is found in a spent shell . open and curved . reaching towards blue

among natures palette in shades from sepia to gray . smooth and texture

there is understanding in a patch of january garden between a dog and me

me & a tree

2012-01-22T18:45:00.003-06:00

it's me curled up in the passengers seat
embracing the trees at 70 mph with a lens and a window between

even the blur . the merging of branch and sky in dark and light and soft

alone . yet side by side . bare . bright . lacy and gnarled

I can relate . me and a tree

in life ....

2012-01-19T14:36:00.006-06:00

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we
all
need

an open heart . crisp paper
a breeze ... be it cool or warm
a friend who says call if you need to talk
white linen . weekends . joy of music . a rest
sun on our back . bare branch beauty . wings to fly

a lovely artist & blog friend Katy interviewed me as part of her ongoing series . I am giving away a string of red birds with a matching card there . have a wonderful weekend . so happy to have you in my space

winter light

2012-01-16T07:00:00.000-06:00

in winter light

dry grasses shimmer

smooth needles click with color

cat with a pink nose ever watchful

a cup

2012-01-12T06:00:00.003-06:00

in silver lines of a converted space . a unique name that caught my eye

past abstract metal blooms that never thirst . to well worn table created from a door

thoughts of past and present . flutter like steam from a mug

in a space of silver . unique . well worn . abstract . you are there

....

sharing faraway this day with Emily

in pursuit

2012-01-09T21:25:00.002-06:00

I had one of those days this past weekend . so my camera and I took a walk

found abstract shelter under an oak . bare branches and all

was enchanted by three deep red dogwood leaves . still hanging on

feeling refreshed at home again . I curled up on the couch and found peace

in recycled text and smooth stone brought together in the late afternoon light

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paperwhites and daughters

2012-01-04T13:41:00.005-06:00

little bulbs begin curled small . . . sink their roots amid pebbles . water and sunlight

on the hearth .. on the piano . glass and stone keeping company with photos of daughters

who bloom . reach . lean . curve . teach me to grow . like paper whites

earth and sky

2012-01-03T08:40:00.003-06:00

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no big blog projects in 2012 planned

just simple moments with moon and dog

one

2012-01-01T08:41:00.005-06:00

a blank page . a new year . what shall we do

/ pause / remain / rest / plant / read / hum /write / dream / wander /

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last two...

2011-12-30T07:18:00.009-06:00

fairy tale year of simple bird with few words comes to an end

almost fifty two fridays shared with over 130 blog links

many birds sent along to friends . some listed in a little shop

a few linger on an old wooden table looking out over a wild garden

where quirky raveled wings take shape . birds curve and few words rest

much like the end of this year . most days happily ever after

for a simple state of being .

the dreams . love shared and the complete year listed here

I say thank you for the encouragement . a fairy tale new year to you all

49

2011-12-22T05:00:00.011-06:00

and fifty ...

two simple birds hand cut from a photograph . taken in silent fog

vintage lace napkin showing soft wear of a life well lived

snip of scissors become wings . a bit raveled always

sewn together with thread and song of season

so today is 49 and 50 . during the past year I missed a friday . or two

as 2011 simple bird simple word project is coming to a close soon

these song birds seemed just the ones to include as a pair

wishing you and yours a calm and bright holiday

from my simple space . blessings all

like limestone

2011-12-19T07:27:00.007-06:00

bleached in the Texas sun . washed in the softness of a lazy river

limestone is always abstract . natural . unique . bright . strong

whispering this day . that you are too

forty eight

2011-12-16T06:00:00.005-06:00

red and green of the season in lines and a bit frayed

life seems anything but slow . hold a moment

in creative fruit . a snip of curved paper

berries and plaid . anticipation

wings of flight

[ this is simple bird number 48 in a year long every friday project
the complete collection is found at a link under my blog header ]

midweek pause

2011-12-14T08:34:00.005-06:00

in black and white . in stillness and motion . embrace this day

I sometimes return to photos from last years project . shared again today

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wood and white

2011-12-12T05:45:00.007-06:00

created at an old wooden table in the stillness of my home

so honored to be chosen to display and sell my work for one evening

at a sleek white table across town in a space that was merry and bright

sounds of the season filled the air . along with friends old & new

forty seven

2011-12-09T05:54:00.004-06:00

one may not always be happy . not quite gentle enough

so a paper bird with muslin wings encourages us to keep trying

as winter blooms . while we seek wonder .

in the poetry of friendship

its time

2011-12-07T06:04:00.000-06:00

strings . wood . notes . bells

music is the glue that holds each day together

you are invited to the annual Christmas program tomorrow night

listen closely . you will hear small yet strong voices

of two, three, four and five year olds

and me . the music teacher

singing and ringing

and laughing

always

...

bare branches

2011-12-05T06:00:00.001-06:00

drifting thoughts of branches .. newly empty

yet still full .. of texture like poetry

reflecting against the blue and brown of life

fourty six

2011-12-02T05:40:00.002-06:00

Gracious :

Characterized by kindness and warmth

Courtesy:
consideration, cooperation, and generosity

as the calendar page turns yet again . I dwell on theses words

along with create . moments to savor . and simple waiting

I would love to send this bird to you . please let me know if you would like it

I have plenty

[ this is week 46 of a year long every friday project
the complete collection is found at a link under my blog header ]

skyward gifts

2011-11-28T05:00:00.000-06:00

days rush by . yet sky is my stop sign

light angled through ... left amazed and breathless

tangled among the wires across the heavy clouds and peeking sun

following puffs in bright blue .. from below the glory of the late turning maple

moments captured in a span of a week . a gift skyward given

45

2011-11-24T13:06:00.006-06:00

the welcome mat is always out here . thankful for your friendship and support

Sweet Expectations

2011-11-20T20:10:00.010-06:00

green pineapples were not on the list at all
a turkey and one bag of potatoes graced the top spot
along with the round jewels of cranberry .. beautiful contrast they are
yet a photo op called to me from the depths of a ninety nine cent special bin

there is something hopeful about sweet fruit in November chosen when green with faith
for the love of unique texture . sunshine with juice will slowly ripen upon a counter
until mid week when daughters faraway return home
catching up over a deep bowl of joy

in the waning shadow of a weekend . amid the rustle and emptying of bags
this fruit reminds me of ripe days to come . for that I am ever thankful

fourty four

2011-11-18T06:00:00.002-06:00

faint afternoon shadows appear in the quiet of autumn

a dried twig finds its way into the shot once again

perseverance defined in cloth pebble . twine

steadfast . continue with purpose

well suited for this day

for times when edges feel frayed

moments are moody

a morning gift

... humming this today

2011-11-16T08:39:00.004-06:00

'Tis the gift to be simple, 'tis the gift to be free
'Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be,
And when we find ourselves in the place just right,

'Twill be in the valley of love and delight.
When true simplicity is gain'd,
To bow and to bend we shan't be asham'd,
To turn, turn will be our delight,
Till by turning, turning we come 'round right."

imperfect stone combined with perfect prose ... simple

sharing with Emily this day

for ever

2011-11-13T18:08:00.009-06:00

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listening to whispers on the wind . . .

become ever resourceful

remain ever reflective

continue ever reaching

stay ever amazed

fourty three

2011-11-11T04:14:00.002-06:00

with bright vintage cloth . in the folds of a frayed wing

at times riding in circles . often with arms clasped ... felt in the softness of snow

abundance is ...

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[ this is week 43 of a year long every friday project
the complete collection is found at a link under my blog header ]

patina pause

2011-11-06T21:24:00.006-06:00

I embrace copper tones of life that is now

art and sun through the branches

bridges reaching the sky

morning shadows on a string of sage birds

stones that fit together under the rusted angles of autumn

fourty two

2011-11-04T04:00:00.003-05:00

in the weary grip of blogger burn out I embrace creative moments at an old wooden table

finding gratitude in vintage brown cloth with flowers in shades of autumn hope

snips of left over twine ... fashioned into yet another quirky wing

there lies a reminder to stay devoted

inspired always by the creative energies of

poetic friends . a home within us

far away pine forest of shared beauty

I will use these four weeks to create simple birds

from raveling vintage cloth . long tucked away in a cardboard box

thankful for November and its reminder that devotion is an act of the heart

octobers end

2011-10-30T21:41:00.005-05:00

in your own space it feels strange

after a long time away . reaching and twisting

bowed to the winds of life . holding on by a thread

feeling a bit different

than the other "plants" in the garden theses days

yet still delight in unique way we bloom

fourty one early

2011-10-17T17:08:00.020-05:00

among curved blooms . torn words . frayed wing . a cloth heart . tiny stitches

one wish remains . moments overflowing with your version of an artistic life

at times torn and frayed . often stitched and blooming . both still and active

the "stars going round in my head " in the text above define this season for me

no links this week as I post early . marveling at the beauty of your spaces

yet now gently taking an internet break . time away to touch the stars

if only just a moment . be well friends . blessings always

in the clouds

2011-10-16T20:42:00.004-05:00

beyond the tree branches . be they full or barren

beyond the back roads . stretched between fence and big sky

clouds are closer than they appear . that makes me so happy

fourty

2011-10-14T04:00:00.000-05:00

textured straw and paper tugs at my heart as the pocket watch ticks

find time to wonder . even an hour . its golden to remain

thankful . enchanted . mindful

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[ this is week 40 of a year long every friday project
the complete collection is found at a link under my blog header ]

in moments of doubt

2011-10-11T20:11:00.005-05:00

I focus upward beyond the dancing curve of a leaf

I gaze through the windows to the other side

I rest among the smallest of blooms gathered among the shadows

I embrace the words and melody that stay foremost in my mind

under golden

2011-10-09T21:19:00.009-05:00

soft and bright appear together

beneath a gray angled rock wall . along side sparkling river

on the underside of bud and bloom . held moments of joy on the breeze

thirty nine

2011-10-07T04:00:00.001-05:00

I am blessed to sing everyday . find it impossible to live without song

along with birds . among moody blooms . memories of vacation

most times the tunes are "vivo" ... meaning lively and quick

yet some moments call for "lento" ... meaning slow

may you sing a song this day . and always

lesson in the sky

2011-10-02T20:33:00.007-05:00

among the faraway hills of Texas

river reflects a bright day in her natural classroom

through the branches that reach to touch the vast southern sky

she encourages each student . a steady and sure climb up the pole

standing in the middle . my daughter . an Outdoor Education teacher

reminds each young teen that they can be free to fly . especially here

amid the warm sunshine . sky . and smiles

thirty eight on thursday

2011-09-29T13:33:00.026-05:00

it ripped between the s and t ... as I prepared to create a simple bird

instead of casting it off as an unusable piece of text

I embraced the metaphor that spoke to me

we are not always strong . yet often stronger than we realize

at times overwhelmed with "rips" of life or held together in soft watercolors and muslin

torn between strength and .... what we make of it

aspens on a journey . bliss of a moment . making sense

one day early this week . because I feel the strength today

who knows about tomorrow

....

listening to this CD for inspiration today

passing it on as a reminder . you are beautiful ... and strong

ease

2011-09-26T06:02:00.000-05:00

at waters edge

natural puzzle pieces on wood

winding path leads through shadow

I gently ease into the week camera in hand

thirty seven

2011-09-23T05:00:00.000-05:00

light wood . wound twine . simple bird . happy links

resting in morning warmth

among the clover

as you turn back

words on a stone

2011-09-21T06:00:00.002-05:00

Instead take time to read or think, to pray or to stare at the clouds as they pass

Take a nap or a walk or just sit. Be quiet. Listen.

...

embracing imperfect prose

thoughts on seeing

2011-09-18T13:32:00.009-05:00

it is a gift to be transparent at times . in it is seen softness and grace

also

look beyond the holes of today . focus on the angle and strength of a limb

thirty six

2011-09-15T15:31:00.009-05:00

have hit the inevitable plateau . fifty two week project blues

then I gather raveling fabric . torn words . a pebble to say "thank you"

for staying so many weeks . the birds would not still be here if you were not

I am posting here today on a breeze . memories sifted . while looking up in awe

iron joy

2011-09-12T14:38:00.006-05:00

around each curve in the fence ...

among rust spots & peeling paint of any day ...

is found an abstract moment . natural unexpected joy

ten years

2011-09-10T22:24:00.001-05:00

thirty five

2011-09-09T04:00:00.000-05:00

be happy

with brown paper curves

recycled cloth heart . now wing

strips of paper . gently tucked inside

...

it can be elusive . the happy part . I understand

may you find a bit this day

in a sweet moment . a unique vase . at days end

because....

2011-09-07T13:44:00.002-05:00

a stop along the way

2011-09-05T22:50:00.001-05:00

mixed with forever blue sky and buildings of brick . history in color

footstep on smooth yet rough floors . creaking a well worn song

favored words to fill . to encourage . to become . to belong .

the road calls like a soft breeze . photos and feelings abound . to create

thirty four

2011-09-02T05:30:00.002-05:00

bay . sage green softness . perfectly ordinary

a simple collage bird from last week to Margie

exciting beginnings . . . a time to laugh

blessings from me to you

this ordinary day

sun flower still

2011-08-28T18:03:00.012-05:00

in a vintage pot . on the patio . a year dried

stilled by time and elements beauty remains

thirty three

2011-08-26T05:00:00.002-05:00

what to do when words are torn yet undecided
cream and russet paper . raveling cloth wings . breath solace
rejoice . knowing that week ending . is soft rest beginning

resting in a memory of rain . morning stillness . aimlessly strolling

as week 33 of simple birds . simple words comes to an end

a bird of cream will wing its way in the mail to one of you

a name will be drawn in a few days . blessings

black and white

2011-08-24T07:16:00.004-05:00

school has begun . my time is not my own . missing you

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thirty two

2011-08-19T05:00:00.003-05:00

preparing for another spirited year as a music teacher

creating happy simple birds for a small shop

packing youngest off to university . again

be still

hums inside my mind

in moments of soft grass

glorious red rock views . art found in a meadow

it will be quiet in this space . a time of transition . blessings all

a moment . natural lines . limestone . wound wire . soft words . angular edges

2011-08-16T09:53:00.006-05:00

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on any day

2011-08-14T15:27:00.006-05:00

we are

open and closed

direct yet subtle

focus when blurred

upright while bowed

thirty one

2011-08-12T05:00:00.001-05:00

a collection of wispy brown in late light

lightweight cardboard kept . always for a simple bird

a rich plaid raveling wing . sienna smooth twig

and grace . always and forever collect some . it holds me

tucked close to the heart . all wound and wrapped with silver wire

as I continue to collect year long links . a special way to end each week

a soft journal like no other

natural moments captured with film

collecting snips in bloom with words to match

hanging on brick

2011-08-10T05:00:00.001-05:00

deep rust . weathered wood . mottled brick . missing parts

each one a daily reminder to embrace life no matter the age or patina

not a mirage

2011-08-07T20:34:00.005-05:00

two birdbaths ... kept full each day

too hot ... record days over one hundred degrees

two visitors ... appear most evenings to soak

too funny ... makes doing dishes entertainment

thirty

2011-08-05T06:00:00.006-05:00

as I type this . she sleeps in her old room

almost grown one who has been away all summer

has now breathed fresh air and polka dots into our home

as week thirty [wow] ends of simple bird project

wishing you a special moment . dots included

along with a lavender harvest

a grand view . life in song

golden

2011-08-02T06:00:00.002-05:00

thinking through
the cracked wood of every day
to smooth and stable . wrapped and held

found unraveling among the weeds alongside Imperfect Prose

on the menu

2011-07-31T15:59:00.007-05:00

in a bright sun drenched corner . nature planted a bush

berries black . calling all birds . a new month awaits

what will be the feast . in the corner of our life

as the calendar page turns . again

twenty nine

2011-07-29T05:00:00.007-05:00

on a slow walk . along side aged dog . twigs gathered . soon painted white

scraps from created birds . will create collage upon wood or punch hole confetti

freshly white washed twigs . curved black birds . a quirky wing or two

black bird on a simple afternoon . hanging from snow white twine . twirling in the breeze

a week filled with dreams . some in rich color

wishing to be in this moment . encouraging progress

sitting around this table . with you dear friends . end of july

sisters in sepia

2011-07-27T06:00:00.006-05:00

we raise them to leave the nest . stand on their own

yet when they do . in the stillness they are missed

this summer . these sisters that are friends . have been together

exploring ... working ... playing ... living ... laughing ... flying

I smile from faraway . from the empty nest

a new day

2011-07-25T06:30:00.002-05:00

light and shadow reveal a silent presence on a kitchen counter

may the day start in soft shades . appear prickly yet smooth . often open and unusual

twenty eight

2011-07-22T06:00:00.001-05:00

hoping your life ... maybe just your day ... or a small moment ... is simple

like gossamer dew . a brisk windy beach . a colorful tasty kitchen

day dream

2011-07-20T04:00:00.001-05:00

summers extreme drought

creates a dream . visions of a cool soaking rain

water drops on earth . whether moving or in stillness

sparkle upon leaves . bowing blooms . softly remembering

we are in the deep grip of a heat/dry spell . these from my archives . to encourage

darkness comes

2011-07-17T17:54:00.010-05:00

do not find fear in the dark . search for comfort often called quiet and calm

do not envision only darkness . picture stretching pines embracing a moon

do not hide from the dark . step out into the warm night and let it envelope you

do not take darkness for granted . feel awe standing on summer hot concrete with it

sharing these moments at The Wellspring today ...

twenty seven

2011-07-15T05:30:00.002-05:00

what will be your joyous discovery on this day ?

mine are often as I choose . usually simple & common

blue thread on an old wooden spool . unique cloth . light summer wine

string left long and able to flutter .. just because it will . friday moments

patterns from a faraway home . creative silence

happy photos and feelings

painted word

2011-07-13T05:37:00.005-05:00

the brush is dry . relish the absence of color . twigs with swirls . ivory twine . soft tissue paper

you and me

2011-07-11T06:14:00.000-05:00

some of us are still budding while others have lost a bloom or two along the way

the joy comes each moment we sway side by side in the field of life

twenty six

2011-07-08T05:30:00.005-05:00

taking the time . to capture the soft shadows . we sit with empty space ...

... to whitewash a twig . relish handmade papers . embrace the blue bird song

time with a strand of thread . to sit near a window rooted in atmosphere

time in the memory of nesting . a wish to you all a marvelous week ending

light of day

2011-07-05T19:58:00.011-05:00

when the tired weight of a day

mingles with the familiar weight of the camera

sky fills with gold and depth . ribbon of dark and light

evening arrives . wishes drift softly in the air

ode to a peach

2011-07-03T17:48:00.015-05:00

you may know putting away

groceries is not my favorite task

often I attempt to make it more enjoyable

in the sun ~ it made me smile . with the leaf still attached

in the shadow ~ of a smooth table by a window overlooking a wild garden

in the water ~ a cool stream washing it clean . drenching me as well

in the towel ~ soft and frayed soaking up droplets of water . ready to eat

in the creamy dish ~ juicy and meant to savor . while the rest of the groceries call

twenty five

2011-07-01T05:00:00.002-05:00

patience . at times not my forte . a new chance daily

tea bag simple birds whisper transparent encouragement

as a year long project approaches midway .. the first of July already

curtains are added . bubbles fill the room . rain drums on tin

I sip tea and imagine them into birds . dreaming

who may love a poetic giveaway

happy weekend to you all

i recall the day

2011-06-28T17:49:00.020-05:00

right before the magnolia tree was gone . from heat and neglect

as the wind whistled around my ankles in the softness that is five o clock

and barefooted warmth clung to the soles of my feet

I gingerly crossed the street to capture the textures and colors

aching to keep it alive . realizing with a click of the camera . this was one way I could

. . . .

sharing the blooms and buds and ache at imperfect prose this week

looking & listening

2011-06-27T05:25:00.008-05:00

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a broom calls . as do dishes in a sink . along with a parched garden . work at a desk

yet black and white . square . shade . angles . glass . triangle . reflections . smooth

request their own distinct . bright voice in the story that is everyday

moments behind a simple camera suspended . remembered over time

I invite you to peek into the window at Kanelstrand Organic Living

as my art and thoughts are being featured by Sonya

now off to water the garden

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24

2011-06-24T05:00:00.000-05:00

creating with a wood block .vintage cloth & text . tangled twine

in the kitchen season . among the peonies . in a daydream

with a song in my heart and gratitude for you friends

allow yourself

2011-06-21T17:33:00.002-05:00

in this bright that is sun . even weeds teach me to sink low

they are strong when weakness prevails . twigs bend . do not break

a field full of swaying dancers creating a summer hum with me knee deep

in a place of no pressure . no concern . no should .. just being . in the light and song

sharing weeds with emily at imperfect prose

2011-06-20T07:00:00.010-05:00

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at a table

I create bits of art

nothing amazing . only simple

yet as I work with a piece of earth

I am reminded we are just that

and so much more

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2011-06-15T17:25:00.025-05:00

a string of birds created early in the week

in late afternoon light . a soft quiet pocket of each day

now browsing lovely spaces to find links to feature this week as always

I discover reading blog after blog of my friend Char . gone from this world . suddenly

stunning photographer . a space to rest . always the encourager . bottled blooms

Char brought abundance .. a long scenic route to my life

for those of you who wander by here today

know always that you are loved

in my head

2011-06-13T17:16:00.004-05:00

when you are feeling a bit off . find comfort
in a unique bloom surrounded by soft green and notice the ant

when you feel a bit cracked open
rest in the beauty that is old wood and art of peeling paint

when you feel like you are the only one
remember that you are never really just the only one

when the fragile parts of life remain
encourage light to shine through the open bloom

I will

2011-06-06T16:02:00.020-05:00

hike to the outdoor chapel . on a hill where the sky feels so close

marvel at unique blooms of bold and soft shapes . tender yet vibrant colors

laugh with both daughters in this summer place of work and play

relax in their home away . tucked in the vast hills of far away tree tops

embrace it all beneath a west texas sunset over a cool river

some of these outdoor photos are from my trip last summer

then sisters posed last month on mothers day . a gift

now a needed break from blogging as I reconnect

with two that define joy and art in my eyes

in a land that quietly shines

be well friends

back soon

ELK

cheers to ...

2011-06-05T21:48:00.006-05:00

air conditioning .. old dogs .. warm bread ..

shades of blue .. cool drink .. slowing down

her voice on the phone .. singing with him .. woven lives

afternoon reflections .. with you

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2011-06-03T05:00:00.001-05:00

me attempting . to see things clearly . begins with

really knowing a friend . listening to the heart

unfolding in the sunshine

and you . always

the field

2011-06-01T06:00:00.014-05:00

teacher soon waves goodbye to a year . hello to june
life's song punctuated by beginning and end

as I happen upon this bloom of cream
among the vast motion of wildflower and weed

a nod to the thorns along with softness
the contrasts of shapes and hue
hidden among the growth surrounding it
while also capturing the sun rays
to fully bloom

among the flowers with Emily .. prickles and all

dancing with the clouds

2011-05-29T15:54:00.006-05:00

gazing upwards from the yard to the west as the wind picks up
feeling the humid rhythm of the raindrops
clouds begin to move across the sky

as I turn to go . a group of clouds to the east move to the beat of a different breeze
I pause in the yard with arms outstretched . a standing ovation to the sky

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2011-05-27T05:00:00.004-05:00

I keep greeting cards for a very long time . then one day I fashion them into a simple bird

as the day begins . end of the week arrives . embrace the words on this recycled card

when you are restless . if you are celebrating . always in good company

remember

2011-05-24T17:25:00.014-05:00

with
two feet
on the ground

simply
wrapped
in strength

morning star

2011-05-23T05:30:00.001-05:00

as the work week begins I am stalling . wishing it away

before dropping the freshly washed fruit into the canvas bag

the slice reveals a beauty that is always there

especially on a rainy monday morning

20

2011-05-20T04:45:00.002-05:00

my youngest was home from college in a whirlwind

between unpacking ... then packing once more

I created this card to place in her suitcase

5 days home . now off to a summer job

living with older sister . adventure

good memories to be made

in week twenty as well

tender hearts

one blue egg

city icons

last week today

2011-05-15T15:21:00.021-05:00

a simple yellow bloom with soft gray green leaves

became a daily respite through camera lens

barely reaching bud seen on day one

amid shadows and rain storm midweek

to blooms wide open in sunshine

the ebb and flow of my week

settled in a garden

I will be away from my computer for a time . tending to the garden of life

19

2011-05-13T13:41:00.004-05:00

from life's intense colors . to soft light white

we dwell

in quick trips to the shoreline

in the beauty of mortar and brick

with friends perched in our own backyard

swept away

2011-05-11T05:00:00.001-05:00

bristles of the broom stitched . bound . well worn

hold comfort as it sways across the quiet porch

a soothing rhythm of earth . leaves . twigs

piled softly with feelings of the day

in sight

2011-05-08T21:46:00.008-05:00

angle
silver
light
motion
life
height
minimal
still
bright
strong
depth
curve

18

2011-05-06T04:00:00.001-05:00

my mother was an artist . she personified the word unconditional

I open a yellowed folder with a collection of her paintings in all stages

it is a joy for me to create with a part of one . a wall hanging with thoughts of her

soft watercolor birds with stitched cloth wings in her signature colors . soft and natural

twigs are added . mom declared nature held a special place in all types of art

no links this week just a special wish . if you are a mother . or not

feel unconditional love . on mothers day . on every day

few in shadow

2011-05-03T14:42:00.008-05:00

when words are elusive

I pause planted in the shadows

dappled by a quiet sun

smile as my gaze turns towards the windows of my studio

eyes rest on cat . reflections . open hand . no words needed

in the shadows with emily this day ....

happy may

2011-05-01T10:13:00.004-05:00

its here .. amid the spent oak leaves nourishing the garden
in a simple bouquet on a crisp white card in the shop

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2011-04-29T04:00:00.003-05:00

a friend

has a list that you relate to

visits your space to check out birds

at times create in soft grey tones

is swept away on a breeze

homecoming

2011-04-27T04:00:00.004-05:00

a glance up with a smile each time I pull into the garage

passing under the colorful climbing vine

that has made a springtime home

encouraging me to keep climbing

holding on to the cracking wood and textured bricks that make up life

2011-04-25T04:00:00.003-05:00

.

bright

fresh

weathered

tangled

all in the same day ...