Tuesday, December 1, 2020
Tuesday, November 3, 2020
Wednesday, October 14, 2020
Saturday, September 19, 2020
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".
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
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.
Tuesday, September 24, 2019
It's kinda like pushing the door open to an old house that you shuttered up a very long time ago...
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♥
"The Moonlit Stitch"