October Update

By working at an art festival, I managed to figure some things out. The first thing primarily being that I don't need as much space as I thought I'd need to create a working studio. What I do need however is a real table. My existing table is on its last leg (ba-dum-dump!) so, the…

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I can want

Sure, I can want my children to be brilliant and given accolades for their accomplishments. My reality is that I'm struggling to keep them all out of trouble. My Eldest Surly Reverie is floating just above the waves while treading water. Thank God he can swim. Thanking the third grade program that taught all the…

So the festival is over

No, not a metaphorical festival of life, but a real art festival. Three days of O MY GOSH artwork all day long. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! There were downsides and upsides more smiles and laughs than frowns. Now, I have to unpack and get back to some semblance of a schedule. Thursday I was greeted with a hug…

So it would seem

Gardening and sculpture have been bosom buddies since way back. A tree with a goddess gesturing a cornucopia, horn o'plenty fruits and vegetables cascading carved marble frozen in time. How wonderful would the grapes have been, green or red mini bombs of luscious flavor. The peaches ripe juicy golden orange plump orbs with a slight…

I’m Overwhelmed

Wake up Roll over yawn like a baby feet on floor stand up walk to the bathroom shower on hot find underwear walk into the steam find t-shirt clean glasses though mini drops of water coat my lenses find pants stand in the shower look for a towel shiver drip on the floor hot water…

Happy Aging!

Saturday, I turned 47. A day earlier, ESR turned 20. Monday my mom turns 72. That's a whole bunch of Leos. My herd came over to visit. I guess it was a party. Everybody talking at once. Girlie bouncing off the couch My brothers called to wish me "happy aging." I'm having that sinking problem…

A day

Waking up early I wondered what my birthday would bring? A hummingbird sighting or the female cardinal hunting in the pine branches I hovered in the living room pacing five steps left five steps right Would an activity tracker chart my steps when I'm nervous and can't sit still? Claiming my heart rate and releasing…

Entering

This morning I entered into Blogland Bleary, blurry eyed, but full of words My dreams bleed into the morning winds The moist air of Ohio tells me of another humid day to come wishing for a working air conditioner in this house when I know I should just do laundry in the chill of the…

She died

I had a friend almost exactly ten years my senior the sister I never had a running buddy to laugh with travel with while cleaning detritus. Hours of laughing the Aman and Stacey show provided comedy and food at a sculptors conference. We eat, gather and hammer each year The last time we were there…