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Saturday, June 29, 2013

Just for Fun

Last week, I was over at Gina's, reading this post
I was reminded of a photograph I took earlier in the day.

Isn't it amazing how the light can enhance, change, trick...whatever?!
Her threads dance in the light.
My coral radiates!

Isn't it fun how one thought can lead to another?
How one person's vision can inspire another?

That's what makes blogging great!

This is a coral necklace I'm trying to sell:






This is what it really looks like:




Cool, eh?!



  Photos by Nancy A. Erisman ©2013

Melting But Perked Up by a Yellow Tree


I'm melting.
Today it was about 106.
It's supposed to be hotter tomorrow.

Last Thursday & Friday were over 100 degrees too.
Thursday I skipped my work walk, but Friday I took a short one.

I melted.
However, I got to see this beautiful sunshiny tree!
There are several of these near work.
Their brilliant yellow flowers can bring happiness to anyone.
Even someone who has partially melted!

After a quick search...I think they are Cassia trees.


I hope the weather is treating you well in your little corner of the world!






  Photos by Nancy A. Erisman ©2013

Saturday, June 22, 2013

Super Duper

Tonight is the Super Moon.
The super-est super moon!!
I really wanted to capture the way it was as we drove home from the grocery store.
But timing is everything in photography.
Well that and having a camera that is good enough to get the job done.

Tonight was not one of those nights.
But, I'm sharing the photos anyway (smile).

Shining down on a main street through town.

Up the canyon near home.





When I heard the term "super moon" as I drove home, 
it made me think of one of the What If? cloths laying in the studio.

I thought: What if a Super Moon wore a cape?
Wonder what it's super powers would be?



So, I cut out a flaming red cape for this starry moon!
The white lines are flaws...that I liked and put in the moon on purpose.

Don't know if I'll actually sew this, but I had to at least share the laugh here!
I can hear it shouting "Up, up & away!"

Last week on a sleepless night, I patched the little white crib sheet from work, 
leaving it with a little lovin' along with the hole.

heart patch

Back side...see the hole?



So, Happy one-day-later Solstice!
Happy Super Duper Moon Night!
Happy Weekend to All!


  Photos by Nancy A. Erisman ©2013

Saturday, June 15, 2013

Right About Now - Growth and Moving On

Well, let's recap...
January: Wrote 'One Small Stone' each day
February: Was pretty much sick every day
March: 'One Thing Leaves the House' - every day
April: Celebrated ME every day
May: 'Make Someone Happy' every day
June: Celebrating My Daughter

Almost half of the year!

So, there you have it.  Doing a little something everyday and recording it on my calendar.  True, February was sort of cheating since I decided after the fact, after the month was over that I'd just label it the sick month and call it even!  May was pretty interesting as I had private conversations with myself on what counted as 'making someone happy'.  Was my good intentions or their desire?  If I do something for someone and it doesn't thrill them, if it's met with a so-so response...does that count?  Does my intent of kindness count?  And if I without plan, just stumble onto an action that makes someone feel good...do I count That?  If the pre-planning-intent isn't in place...do I count that?  I thought about these ideas a lot over the month of May.  Round and round my mind went!
June is my daughter's birth month, so I'm celebrating her.  I will celebrate my son in September, his birth month.
All of these done things recorded in the calendar book.  Just because.  To make me stick to it (I'm not so good at that!).  To look back at it later if I wish.  To help me remember.  Just because.
Both Judy of Judy's Journal and Penny of Tanglewood Threads do daily projects (among many other sewing folks).  I adore both of their ongoing projects.  The 'just going' of it as Jude always says!
I'm pleased that I've been able to do this much.  I've already been planning to have July be a repeat of March with another month of 'One Thing Leaves the House' - every day.  We'll see.  Things will be leaving the house even if I don't dedicate the month of July to it!
With that in mind...
Here is what left the house recently:

When my daughter was young, she and her girlfriends would have 'just because' parties.  They rotated from house to house and were held for no reason in particular.  I loved this idea!  Who says you need a birthday, graduation or some other 'holiday' to gather together for fun?!  So, with that thought in mind and no huge reason in particular, I sent off a goodie box to Dear Peggy of Woman With Wings.  Part of what was included were these two fiber items.  A small 'medicine bag' woven in the colors of the earth with an emphasis on bees!  I also sent another 'story starter' small hanging.  It has room for additions/growth or it can be left as is, if she's needing that open space everyone has been talking about!  I included some of the Jacaranda dyed velvet, in case she wanted to add spring moon :)  There were other items in the box that was filled to the brim as is my heart whenever I visit her blog-space.  Thank you Peggy for enriching my life.


Here are the other sides...always different, always gotta show them!









I've been patching the 'ouchie' jeans.  Working on the other leg, which now has a hole of its own!  Many random stitches hold the patch and strengthen the thinning fabric...and give me moments of calm and allow me to be still.



Today on my 'spiritual reconnaissance' as I call my strolls about the back of the property, I noticed the thin red line and thought of Dee and her red thread.
It's funny how things...photos, comments, ideas...can stick in your head.  I really have enjoyed Dee's home with the red thread boundaries.

Sometimes the gifts of others work their way out of the web and become physical gestures of kindness.  if you click on the photo above, you'll see the the tiny growth of indigo planted recently.  Gifted to me by fellow clothmate, Sandy.  Thank you Sandy!


Also growing...again, are the California Poppies at the very back of the property.  The last I spoke of them was when the gardeners had mowed them all down while cleaning up the weeds back there.  I'm pleased that they came back, along with lots of mustard plants!  The poppies look a bit more yellow than the normal deeper orange.  Interesting.

No longer growing, as evidenced by the many feathers found about the yard, are the neighbors chickens.  The racoons around here have killed all of the chickens of one neighbor and about half of another neighbor's chickens.  Both neighbors had them in their coops for the night, but those racoons are clever and found a way.  A loose feather or three doesn't bother me too much, but when I see a clump like this one, it makes me sad.


It's been breezy or downright windy here, so the feathers will be on their way soon enough.

Then these sunflowers will be what blows in the wind!
This is the sunflower garden, planted around the log in the back.  A piece of walnut from the neighbors cut down walnut tree rests on top and sunflowers sprout happily!  My neighbor's sunflowers are already huge.  I'll be getting pics soon!  I can't wait to see ours :)






Most nights, as I commute home...getting close to the mountain my commute wraps around...I see horseback riders.  They travel along the street-side trails and head back towards the mountain homes.  Words cannot tell how this thrills me.  I don't really know why, it just connects to my rural self.  I quickly snapped this photo a few weeks ago.  I love how the light mostly blocks this riders face.  Ahh...travelin'...goin' home!





Last in this really long post...
This little guy has been packing his bag and he'll be traveling to a new home soon.  He's really really excited!  His name is Mr. PR, which is really his nick-name, but I'll tell you more of his story another time. 






For now, I'm off to patch jeans and pull out cloth to work on Yvette's gift.  Yes Yvette, I haven't forgotten you, I'm just very slow!

Have a great weekend/week everyone!


  Photos by Nancy A. Erisman ©2013


 

Saturday, June 8, 2013

Life

Today was my aunt's funeral.
Although her passing was quicker than expected, I think she was at peace in the end.
The service was simple and heartfelt.
I know it would have felt just right to her, for it was filled with her faith 
and attended by her love ones.
What more can you ask for?

I saw family that I'd not seen for Many Years.
Some not seen for 30 years.  
Some last seen as children, now grown into lovely adults.

There was a lot of catching up to do.
The stories were rich...loving, funny, touching, sad.
Life.


The abundance of the day was amazing.
I'm so grateful to have had this time with these family members today.


Full life.
Textured life.
Layered life.


These are the moments we hang on to.
The moments we remember.

I believe life is about balance.
I've been missing this richness lately.
Some days are harder than others when it comes to balancing.
Sometimes ya just hang on by the tips of your balancing toes!


And holler real loud while doing so!  Ha!

I hope you are enjoying the fullness & balance of your daily life, 
through all of the bitters and sweets.

Photos by Nancy A. Erisman ©2013

Saturday, June 1, 2013

Two Holes

Today feels like this:


There are two holes in my heart.
Two of my elder ladies passed on.
One Friday night.
One this evening.

I've known them both since I was a young adult.
I've known them both forever.

I want to say the words that would speak of the heaviness in my heart 
and the many memories I hold close.
But, eloquence won't come.
There's too much.

So, instead, I give you this:

 

“Perfection Wasted” by John Updike

And another regrettable thing about death

is the ceasing of your own brand of magic,

which took a whole life to develop and market –

the quips, the witticisms, the slant

adjusted to a few, those loved ones nearest

to the lip of the stage, their soft faces blanched

in the footlight glow, their laughter close to tears,

their tears confused with their diamond earrings,

their warm pooled breath in and out with your heartbeat,

their response and your performance twinned.

The jokes over the phone.  The memories packed

in the rapid-access file.  The whole act.

Who will do it again?  That’s it; no one;

imitators and descendants aren’t the same.