Blizzard
Metaphorically speaking that is. I’m reading Parker Palmer‘s “A Hidden Wholeness” again at the urging of that “still, small voice within”. He begins his Prelude with this: “There was a…
Tag: life as art
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…
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…
Remodel update
The word pond went dry while I was remodeling. But I have pictures! This was before… And this was during… The solution. And the final results (well, almost final)
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…
Muddy Waters
I’m at the confluence where diversity and fluency meet. The water is so churned up that I can’t see clearly and I feel overwhelmed. At the same time, I recognize…
Finding Delight in the Middle of Chaos
After twelve years of living in the same tiny house and rearranging the furniture at least twice a year, you would think I would have exhausted the possibilities. But this…
Stella Sunday Afternoons 