Finding True North
From the moment I saw the derelict heater at Island Recycling, I knew what I wanted to make from it. I saw the parts rearranged, painted and repurposed into an…
Category: Thinking Out Loud
Wednesday
I have fallen in love with Wednesday. I rarely have meetings scheduled for the day and the evenings are normally unplanned. It’s a bit like having a Sunday in the…
‘Tis the Season of the Jolly Wanter
She said they weren’t that expensive a good price, really, and so she bought the teardrop earrings with her lunch money because isn’t it true, that beauty feeds us… forgetting…
Moving on
Sewing was my first love and my first baby steps toward authenticity as I chose fabrics and tailored my own clothing. Sewing opened the doors to building my business making…
To Do or Not to Do
I’m a planner. I make lists of things to do. I make schedules of how to do them. But lately I’ve been wondering if my planning is productive because I’m…
Dam Removal
Last Sunday I walked the bed of the old Lake Aldwell. With the removal of the dam, the Elwha River is now winding her way through the surreal landscape that the…
Adolescence
On Friday morning, I walked the labyrinth at Whidbey Institute in celebration of my friend Evan’s thirteenth birthday. As I circled inward, an old song began to play in my mind. It…
Room to Move
I don’t remember the exact conversation, but I do remember this one line from Kelly, my writing buddy: A person needs to have ease in their life. I remember feeling…
Stella Sunday Afternoons 