Wednesday, October 14, 2020

SEASONS


Seasons changing hands.  I'm always sad to see the blooms fade, the leaves fall, the snow melt.  But it's a comfortable, familiar feeling to see the first sprout, the leaves begin to change, and the first snowflakes fall.  Time is moving entirely too fast for me. Not in a busy way but in a way that I find myself wanting more seasons in my life to look forward to.  But I guess that is life. We bloom and we fade.  And in the maker world my pumpkin craft time is fading and the wintertime prims are getting ready to bloom!

The above pic is from my last craft show. I sure miss the shows.

Thanks for stopping by for a visit ❤.  
Stay well friends.

🎃Lisa

Saturday, September 19, 2020

OUT OF HIBERNATION

It seems as if I crawl out of hibernation every fall and peek into my old blog, wondering if the other bloggers are curled up in their dens sleeping or if they've woken up and moved on to different lands. 

I've been trekking to the land of fb and instagram more in the past year myself.  And I'm finally able to spend more time in the etsy shop. 

I don't know what it is about the fall season that sparks the creative nerve.  And the baking...I've gained six pounds so far.  Is it really a hibernation instinct?  The need to "line our nests" where we will be hold-up for the coming winter.  The urge to eat more to keep us warm in the colder temps.

Sounds good to me!

As I ignore some of the chores and choose to craft & create and shove a cinnamon donut in my face, I'll just say  "It's the hibernation instinct".

~*~ Lisa

As I was writing this, my thoughts began with finding peace in the beautiful fall season but they ended with thinking of those that have died or have been displaced in the wildfires on the east coast and hurricanes down south...not to mention those lost to the pandemic and who have been mentally and/or emotionally displaced due to isolation.  What a year. May God bless ALL.



 

Monday, October 14, 2019

GOOD MORNING SUNFLOWER

I planted sunflowers in the spring.
I loved them.  They made me smile.

In the fall the fuzzy bumbles flock to them - I guess I didn't realize this.
They work so hard.  Right up until it freezes and most die working.

When all of the petals fell off the sunflowers we cut them so I could harvest the seeds.  But on that particular day I ran out of time.  So I left the cuttings on my shed porch.  MISTAKE.

Soon thereafter, when I had an extra moment, I skipped outside all-happy-and-whatnot about taking care of the sunflowers, picturing myself planting my own sunflower seeds the next spring.




As I stepped onto the shed porch it occurred to me something was very wrong.  Things were not as I had left them.  Something, indeed, was very wrong.

And there he was.
Staring me in the eye dead on.  Holding his ground.  Up on his haunches, ready to spar.  With huge, puffy cheeks.  Full of MY sunflower seeds.

My jaw hung open as my heart pounded. Staring at the sunflower massacre in disbelief.  I finally managed to choke out the words: "Those...were not meant for you".  And he, in all of his wild furriness, squeaked once...turned...and ran away.

I have since recovered from the shock and have come to terms with the events of that day.
Besides, you can't help but respect the good work ethic and planning for winter on the chipmunk's part.  And there will still be sunflowers.  Because they make me smile.

~*~ Lisa


Tuesday, September 24, 2019

WELL HELLO OLD FRIEND...




WOW.

It's kinda like pushing the door open to an old house that you shuttered up a very long time ago...

You think...
people don't live here anymore,
the neighbors you knew are all gone now.  
This place needs to come down...

But then you start walking through the rooms.
And you see the photos on the wall.
And you feel the memories.
And the house says "Welcome Home".

The newer "tiny" houses are all the rage now.
But you can't fit everything in them.
They are more efficient and everyone has them.
But they don't tell your story like this old place does.

So you decide not to demolish it.  In fact, you start to make plans
to stay and "fix it up" a bit and make it part of your story again.

The door will always be open...just ignore the mess,
I've been making things again after a long time away from creating.
There's almost always java or tea...come back anytime and let's share...what have you been up to all this time?

I'm glad you're here♥
~*~ Lisa
"The Moonlit Stitch"

Monday, July 10, 2017

THE EMPTY CHAIR


Been away for a while dealing with some grief.
My mom passed away in December after fighting long and hard to stay in this world.
Having to learn how to fill in the big empty space she left is taking time.
So we are working on a little studio space to sew by the Light of the Moon again.
I'm looking forward to connect with you again and share some creations in the coming months.  

Keep on Creating ~*~ Lisa

Sunday, September 25, 2016

FALL CRAFT SHOW


My first craft show in a few years! Had a wonderful time and met many nice vendors and customers.  I enjoyed making primitives from Chestnut Junction, My Primitive Saltbox and some of my own creations, and was so happy to see that others enjoyed them too.  

~*~Lisa

UNDER CONSTRUCTION

Blog Under Construction - Stay Tuned!♥

Thursday, April 14, 2016

Bits 'n Pieces




Been having fun making some shabby chic flowers.
Trying to keep my hands busy while we wait for all this snow to melt.

~*~Lisa