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The Lunch Car

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 Like others (Liz)...

I have had posts in my head. Short stories formed and never typed. Beautiful prose constructed.

More thoughts than the telling.

No cloth. No fiber. No stitching. No weaving.

Just day-to-day life.

Work, commute, eat, sleep...

and carving out (undistracted) time to be with J. or do a little me time.

Do you see it?

The tiny rainbow

Even when there is a lot of 'crap' - there is beauty, you just have to look

(I think I keep saying this!)

All last week I was in the parking lot for lunches.

New views. New ponderings. New discoveries. New lines to see!

It took until Friday for me to notice a nest in the Lunch Tree, and probably only because I saw a bird in that tree. A blackbird, so I thought. Then it flew off and nope, crow. That's when I noticed the nest.

Do you see the crow above? Rather camouflaged, I think.

I spent a lot of my lunches watching the leaves fall. Try as I might, I could not align the click of the camera with the falling leaves. I was so focused on those golden, fluttering leaves that...again, finally on Friday I noticed there were still a few green ones hanging on.

There were shadow lines and contrasting lines, the gray of cement against the brilliant green of moss. There were the silhouettes of power polls and power lines in the morning sun and evening light.

And again today, there was the appreciated, needed pink line, shouting NEGATIVE - for however much we trust that truth.

Yesterday evening there was a fire in a strip mall fairly close to home. Thankfully it was put out quickly! Whatever burnt put out a very strong odor. Building materials perhaps? Wild.

Last night the news held a crazy car chase with speeds over 150 MPH, right on the streets where I drive each day. It was rather surreal.

Today it is beautiful and warm, but very, very windy and I'm staying out of that wind! 

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May your days be filled with the extraordinary ordinary 

May you be safe, May you be well

May you be content

xo

Photos by NAE @pomegranatetrail ©2022

Somewhere Over the Rainbow

All weaving, all the time!

Lots of play and experimenting, with more ideas waiting in the wings.

This is the Hazel yarn I've written about and showed a bit...the rainbow yarn.

I played around with how wide (how many warp threads) and how many empty warp slots in between. I have almost exclusively left just one empty space, but now I have been exploring leaving two. It works great with the thicker yarns and looks interesting with the thin ones, like this 'rainbow' yarn...and is much easier on my eyes!

I've made 4 bags out of the giant roll Hazel sent me, with a very small ball of it left. One is  going to a friend of mine, the other 3...we'll see.

I had finger-crocheted a strap for one of them, but wasn't pleased with how the colors had morphed and so no longer went well with the bag. So, I made a new one and wove this one into another bag instead, so as to not waste it. This started a lot of playing because I really liked how this golden one looked. To me, I was reminded of pebbles on a sandy shore. I intentionally have added more crocheted pieces in to my recent weavings, all the while wishing that I'd thought of this eons ago for all of the shoreline-rock lovers out there! Ha

 Look at this wiggly, wonky brilliance!

This one was, for the most part, woven one side, then the other...left-right-left-right...towards the middle.

I used to care if the edges were not straight, if there was an hourglass shape...if it was not a perfect rectangle. I don't care one bit about that any more, for when you fold them in half to sew it shut...it's good enough.

Follow the colorful trail!

One side and then, the other - plus how much of this yarn is left.

I've used a lot of yarn!

It's time for your close-up dear!

Golden wiggles. I couldn't get enough of these!

Still shots for the last two. These are the two that got the golden crocheted treatment.

May you accept wonky edges

May you find ways to use mishaps

May you walk in sunshine and rainbows

xo 

Photos by NAE @pomegranatetrail ©2021

These Days

Every day this week was over 100 degrees.  This is late afternoon, starting to cool down.

I've been working on a Christmas stocking.  Seems kind of crazy in this heat wave!  This one is for a young man soon to be married.  Years ago I made the young bride-to-be and her family each a stocking.  She was just a girl then.  It's hard to believe she is so grown!  I used to make these stockings a lot back then, but that is a story for another day.

 

The sun sure catches this sap on the apricot tree.  It glistens amber in the mid-day heat.

 

Today, over at Jude's she had a little game looking for rainbows, space or order...looking.

Today, upon walking into a friend's home, I spied this coaster made by a grandchild.  It made me think how in all my years with young children, their use of rainbows in their art has been universal.  What is it about these colors, in specific order and shape that pulls children in time after time?  What is that pulls adults towards this symbol?  What do you think?

Photos by NAE @pomegranatetrail ©2012