One Poem. One Planet. April 21, 2017

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  Someone I knew died last night. Suddenly. Heart attack. His passing leaves an empty space in our community. I didn’t know him well, but that’s beside the point. He was kind and creative and made the coolest… Read More

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I ran away for 10 minutes today and wound up here. My hairdo got ruined, but I got a ton of fresh air out of the deal.

How do you make your quilty auntie happy? Give her a whole bag full of your old ties to use in a quilt! OHMYGOD! IM GOING TO SEW YOU GUYS UP SO HARD!!!! I can’t wait! Thank you @dylan_harley!

How do I get from here to there? That’s where I’m at. It’s a good place. I don’t know why the rhythmic grid messes with me so much, but it does. Day two of the workshop and I gave myself permission to cut away the part of the design that wasnt working for me. I’ll use it later. Lots of discoveries in the sewing this weekend and a good start on something, not sure what, yet. Thank you, @sherrilynnwood and Robin!

I have a new studio friend! I found this stunning little creature sleeping on the underside of my ironing board. Folded, the wings look like spruce bark so I released her outside in the trees to carry on being beautiful. She’s about 1/2 the size of a hummingbird. I didn’t realize our moths got so big here.

I had a doctor years ago tell me to put drapes on my windows so I could block the moon out, specifically the moon, because it was contributing to my insomnia. She’s right, the moon does wake me all the time, but I have never put drapes on my windows because of the moon, specifically. This is what’s going on at night out there. Why would I block her out?

The power went out at 6:30am so my big plans in my studio turned into a candle and needle and thread in the booknook under a blanket. Power is back on but the storm is still browbeating the trees and being mean to the house so I’m sticking to the blankie and needle and thread.