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It’s hard to believe this is the last week of my month of gratitude. August has flown by.
I think back to childhood Augusts with school looming and days of freedom dwindling. Back-to-school was both exciting and welcome but also tinged with sadness for the ending of summer.
Read MorePiles of fabric line a shelf in my studio closet. Sewing patterns fill a drawer. I love wearing handmade clothing. I love to sew. Most of my fabric has been matched up with sewing patterns — some bought especially for specific projects — but it’s been a year or more since I’ve done any sewing.
Read MoreSeptember is here. How did that happen?
During this month we often get our first killing frost, turning my garden to blackened mush and ending its season of painting inspiration. Is it any wonder that I mourn the coming of the fall?
Read MoreLast Friday I mentioned I was working on a new online class.
It was my focus for most of July, never far from my thoughts even when I wasn’t working on it.
Read MoreSomehow September is here. Schools are back in session. It’s feeling more and more like fall. BUT, it’s technically still summer. And I want to hold onto summer as long as I can.
Read MoreI wrote that phrase in my journal this week to describe my garden, but I think it’s a good phrase to describe what I want life to be right now.
Read More“Summer afternoon — summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.”
—Henry James
Ah, summer. Here in Wisconsin summer is well and truly here.
Read MoreI’ve been feeling so inspired lately. My garden is providing me with abundant painting ideas, but more than that, it seems everywhere I look I see beauty and find encouragement from people who are living authentic, creative lives.
Read MoreLast week the weather shifted dramatically from summer to full-on autumn. Suddenly the days were cold. Dark. Wet. I layered on sweaters and hats and scarves. We turned on the furnace and brewed pot after pot of hot tea.
I felt lethargic, melancholy. It was hard to get out of bed in the morning. I made soup and baked bread. I wrote Joy Lists. But nothing seemed to help. I was uninspired and discouraged in my art, too. All I wanted to do was snuggle beneath my quilts and crocheted blankets to wait for the sun to come out again.
Read MoreIt's been ages since I've done a Joy List Monday post (I've never done one in this space), but this morning I am overflowing with joy and wanted to share it with you (and encourage you to discover some joy at the start of a week, too).
Read MoreIt's the last day of August. I can't quite believe it. Throughout the month I've been noticing the beginnings of fall. It seems early this year.
Summer's my season and although autumn can be beautiful its arrival always makes me a bit melancholy.
Read MoreHello, and welcome to this new blog space. My old blog served me well for almost 8 years, but now it's time for everything to live under one roof.
I'm delighted to have you here with me!
These summer days have been filled with so many little joys. And so much creativity. Somehow creativity comes more easily during these long, barefoot days.
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