Monday, May 29, 2017

I've been thinking about...


They are such fascinating creatures.  They are the 'thinkers' of the forest -- perhaps they serve as judges, mayors, psychiatrists and guru's in the animal world.

My  owl study has made a bit of a flurry in my studio. Rather than feathers, I'm dealing with floss.  I'm experimenting with this and that.  I'm having a great deal of fun with these serious creatures.

"The owl", he was saying, "is one of the most curious creatures.  A bird that stays awake when the rest of the world sleeps.  They can see in the dark.  I find that so interesting, to be mired in reality when the rest of the world is dreaming.  What does he see and what does he know that the rest of the world is missing?" - M. J. Rose

Monday, May 22, 2017

Hitch Hiking Dragonfly

There is always room for a dragonfly to hitch a ride, wouldn't you think?

I love these beautiful darters and love this time of the year when they are flitting here and there.  I hope this has been the most beautiful of all Springs for each of you.

"The Dragonfly brings dreams to reality and is the messenger of wisdom and enlightenment from other realms." - Unknown 

Monday, May 15, 2017

The Dragonfly Attack

What fun to be surrounded by dragonflies as they zip this way and that way capturing unsuspecting prey.

It is magical to watch all the flitting here and there. Did you know they can fly backward? They intercept their prey in midair?  Watching them I felt as if I were in the middle of a miniature World War I air fight.

Their aerial ambushes were a wonder to see but you have to look quickly. What a wonderful world we live in...

"Important lessons: look carefully, record what you see, find a way to make beauty necessity beautiful." - Anne Michaels

Monday, May 8, 2017

Hitch Hiking Lady Bug

What have we here - upon a kite - waiting for a strong wind?

Perhaps these little bugs became hitch hikers in order to save their strength.

Perhaps they will land in a brilliant green garden where they can munch their way through these lovely spring afternoons.

"The Ladybug wears no disguises.
She is just what she advertises.
A speckled spectacle of spring,
A miniature fashion on the wing...

A miniature orange kite".
- J. Patrick Lewis

Monday, May 1, 2017

Once again its spring!

I am called outside to take in all the newly blooming color.

Who can stay within four walls at this time of the year?

These days I don't have to look for beauty, it is all around me...
....if I choose to look.

"The sun just touched the morning; 
         the morning, happy thing, 
supposed that he had come to dwell,
 and life would be all spring."
 - Emily Dickinson

Monday, April 24, 2017

Ahhhh Spring!

I've spent some time translating Spring into punchneedle over the past couple of months. I think this one is my very favorite, so far.

Periwinkle blue and a green the shade of the newest leaves outside my window, bring this Spring kite to life.

"The beautiful spring came; and when nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul is apt to revive also." Harriet Ann Jacobs

Monday, April 17, 2017

Evening Sky

Beauty at the end of the day.  Beauty as the sun hits the clouds through the barren tree branches and balances itself behind the hills.

This is truly the time to 'walk in beauty'.  

My heart beats a bit faster, standing here, looking out at all of this vast and wonderful glory.

"With every sunset a new hope is born, an old expectation dies." - Noor Unnahar

Monday, April 10, 2017

Uh Oh!

You can see that a bit of autumn has crept into my studio. Do you think it slipped in through a crack at the bottom of the door?

In truth -- I wanted to use these buttons and had trouble finding the right floss shades, so just went with what I had. 

At least I was pleased with the loop levels of and the design.

"So-so is good, very good, very excellent good; and yet it is not, it is so-so." Anonymous

Monday, April 3, 2017

Morning Sky

Washing dishes can often be a great joy to me.  The window over the kitchen sink faces into the woods.  There is always something wonderful to look at but...

...this day I was greeted by the sun shining on puffs of clouds turning them all pink and gold and orange.  

To begin my day in this manner is a gift.

"What a wonderful day.  I've never seen this one before" - Maya Angelou

Monday, March 27, 2017

Seeking Joy

I have so much joy to be thankful for.  Rising above myself and the 'every day 'stuff' I hope to soar.  Perhaps I can hitch a ride on a kite?  

I want to seek joy wherever it might be found, but especially in 'the small stuff'.   I want to accept each moment and all of my own foibles with joy and a smile.

"Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile is the source of your joy." - Thich Nhat Hanh

Monday, March 20, 2017

A Bit of Spring Snow

An early morning greeting of white in the middle of March.

Rhodies covered in huge snow balls.

The quiet of no one but me and my camera out on this cold and pleasantly snowy morning.

"The snow began to fall again, drifting against the windows, politely begging entrance and then falling with disappointment to the ground." - Jamie McGuire, Beautiful Disaster

Monday, March 13, 2017

Flying A Kite

As we ease into Spring I realize that its my desire to soar, to fly, to swoop and then go up and up. I'm finding I can certainly dream of soaring and make dreams come true by spending my days creating kites.

Colorful, lighthearted, whimsical kites to take me, in my mind, high up in the sky and off to magical lands.

"Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country." - Anais Nin

Monday, March 6, 2017

Sneak Peek

Some people do 'spring' cleaning at this time of the year. I've been doing 'spring' shopping.  My first stop was the paint department at one of our local home improvement stores.

What a wonder of color lay before me.  I started collecting color card after color card.

Next up was a trip to the shops for embroidery floss. The threads I already had at home were hopelessly 'wintry' in color and tone.  With my color cards in hand I started pulling out all of the 'light bright' colors and shades that I could find.  

Here's a sneak peek of my first Spring piece.

I want to happily wave goodbye to Winter and to greet Spring with joy and abandon.

"The soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts." - Marcus Aurelius

Monday, February 27, 2017

Leaving Winter

A time to say goodbye to winter, even though spring equinox is still a bit away.  

A time to set aside clocks and watches, alarms and beeps.

I have conquered time with this piece of stitchery, have put it in its place, and vowed to open my own mind and heart to the freshness of spring.

"In the midst of winter, I found within me, there was an invincible summer.  And that makes me happy.  For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there's something stronger -- something better pushing right back." - Albert Camus

Monday, February 20, 2017

Winter Time

Almost to Spring... 

Such a strange Winter this has been.  More 'conflicted' days than 'contented' days. Even my body has felt it, as I've dealt with aches and pains more often than I usually have to.

As I write this, the sun is shining and its above freezing outside.  Perhaps I'm getting a glimpse of the Spring to come.  Perhaps my life will be filled with light instead of darkness as we greet the coming months.  

I suspect that at this time in history I need to make my own bits and pieces of joy and imagination.   I must live in the moment and make each of those small moments count.  
Spring is coming...

"Time, time, time
See what's become of me
While I looked around for my possibilities
I was so hard to please
But look around, leaves are brown
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter..."

Simon and Garfunkle

Monday, February 13, 2017

A Walk In Winter

In spring and summer and fall I don't have to look for beauty.  It surrounds me!  New life, greens and pinks and whites and reds and blues.  My winter view is totally different and I love it.  There are open skies because the trees have lost their leaves.  There is a nip to the air that makes me appreciate my warm and cozy house.  I don't take things for granted in the winter, and that makes me more aware of each day.

A walk in winter is a gift.  Often I am cold and the wind is blowing and things look a bit dreary.  The next day the sun shines through the branches and I notice the dried petals of the Oak Leaf Hydrangea.  If she can stand it outside then certainly I can.

"Nature looks dead in winter because her life is gathered into her heart.  She withers the plant down to the root that she may grow it up again fairer and stronger.  She calls her
family together within her inmost home to prepare them for being scattered abroad upon the face of the earth." - Hugh Macmillan

Monday, February 6, 2017

The Winter Garden

As we delve deeper into winter I spy this beauty outside my studio window.

The Oakleaf Hydrangea never fails me.  From one season to another it gives me beauty while reminding me of time passing. 

When I took this picture the sun was shining, the air cold (but not freezing) and all was right with the world.  Entering a new year, this beautiful plant reminds me that everything has its season and some are able to remain beautiful throughout all four seasons.

"January is the quietest month in the garden...but just because it looks quiet doesn't mean nothing is happening.  The soil, open to the sky, absorbs the pure rainfall, while microorganisms convert tilled-under fodder into usable nutrients for the next crop of plants.  The feasting earth worms tunnel along, aerating the soil and preparing it to welcome the seeds and bare roots to come." - Rosalie Muller Wright, editor of Sunset Magazine 1999

Monday, January 30, 2017


This is a quiet time in the woods for our bird population.  All nested up or having flown to warmer climates it is rare to see many birds around. 

But some flit by once in awhile.  Because they are rarely seen they become even more precious to me.

A bird outlined in a deep blue winter sky, or sitting huddled on the branch of a tree. Definitely winter treasures to be sought.

"Aerodynamically the bumblebee shouldn't be able to fly, but the bumblebee doesn't know that, so it goes on flying anyway". - Mary Kay Ash

Monday, January 23, 2017



"Inspiration" - where does it come from?  What prompts us to look at something and think "YES"?

Some of my favorite sources of inspiration have come from "Somerset Studio" magazine. Looking at the most recent issue, which features the art of Janet Eskridge, has stirred both my heart and my imagination.

While she works in encaustics her use of words and found objects and story just 'zapped' something in me.  Each piece has a beautifully written story.  How can I transfer the feelings I have when looking at her work, into the work that I do?  Especially when they are so different in materials and craft.

"Inspiration" is a perfect word as I go into this new year.  Looking a bit beyond what I'm doing now -- to add to or subtract or substitute.  What wonders lie ahead?  What is your inspiration during these cold winter days and nights?

"We delight in the beauty of the butterfly but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty." - Maya Amgelou


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