The day started with breakfast out with your oldest son followed by a visit to the tulip garden in our old Portland neighborhood on the way home.
It was fun photographing the tulips in the rain.
"I do believe in an everyday sort of magic...the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like; the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we're alone." Charles de Lint
The day started with breakfast out with your oldest son followed by a visit to the tulip garden in our old Portland neighborhood on the way home.
It was fun photographing the tulips in the rain.
It doesn't get much better than a long lingering lunch with my dear friend Patty! She treated me to a birthday lunch complete with slice of complimentary birthday cake....with two forks of course! Pure joy!
Joy isn't the light at the end of the tunnel, it's the light we carry as we walk through it. Forty Fifty
I've been a bit of a creative slump since I got home from my trip. I've dabbled with a few things that I've shared...but feel like most of my outcomes have been a bust. I'm actually feeling a little lost in my studio.
Maybe I shouldn't think of it as a studio slump and more of a pause. I need to take my own advice and focus on what's right in front of me. Spring is such a wonderful time of year...and it deserves my attention right now. The studio will always be there!
The joy/light I carried today:
There are a handful of new people who have signed up by email for the blog and I would like to officially welcome you! It's not all bells and whistles here...just simple everyday things that bring me joy as I putter around my studio....house and yard....and places I visit.
I spent a good chunk of the day out and about doing errands and chores. There was satisfaction...and even some joy in taking in our recycling and returnable bottles. Our bottle money goes in my Maine Needs fund. There was joy in buying my first few annuals so I can start hardening them off....and that I found just what I wanted for my hummingbird garden. And there was even joy in having my annual skin check at the dermatologist.
There was most certainly joy in my visit to Bessie.....the beloved Hackmatack tree in a nearby neighborhood. Her pine needles are filling in and as always....they're soft as a baby brush.
I am smitten with the baby pine cones....especially knowing they will grow up to be still tiny pinecones.So that's what you're find here. Some bells and whistles...but mostly just simple things that bring me joy that are right in front of me. And what's in front of me right now is spring!
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I hate being a broken record, but I would also like to remind everyone that sometimes photos are distorted in the email version so not visually appealing. You can easily link to the online version by clicking on the title of the post in the email.
There was joy in our sunset last night....I hope you found joy in yours.
My sister Marilyn gave me a dandelion lego kit for my birthday because it reminded her of all dandelions on the farm growing up. They grew big in Wisconsin!
Tis the season for dandelions here in Portland.I'm not quite sure I get the brown stem on the left unless it represents the wabi-sabi end when the seeds have all blown away.
We were about to pull one out of the pot....when a house finch flew out. After a closer look we found a nest with a couple of eggs. We got one of the three repotted....but the other two will have to wait until hatching and lift off.
Tis the season for nesting....and practicing patience.
Tis the season for hummingbirds too! I put the feeder up yesterday and the first one stopped by today during happy hour!
Happy Mother's Day! I've been lucky enough to be a mother for 40 years....one year longer than my mother had the chance to be. She died when I was just 29.
And Happy Mothers' Day! Heather Cox Richardson's newsletter described how the first Mothers' Day (mother in the plural sense rather than the singular) was started in the 1870's by Julian Ward Howe as part of the women's suffrage moment pushing back against a society dominated by men. So I'm going with that this year...celebrating the plural version....all women who mother and care for so many of us.
Before Sam and Kelly arrived....I had time to finish another free motion floral experiment I started last night.
This time I used a piece of bold floral upholstery fabric for the vessel with a few stitched doodle flowers. I need to remember to do odd numbers!I remembered how much I enjoy stitching around the designs of printed fabric from the free motion class. I especially love when it gets extra wonky like with the little squiggles. The wonkier the better.
I'm going to keep playing with doodle flowers....love them too.
The grass is greening up....and I don't even mind the dandelions and violets in my side yard.
Nancy gave me these adorable felted eyeballs for my birthday.....I think they're fun!
They're on two separate wires...so easily placed in any plant.Small things bring big joy!
What a wonderful time I had connecting with my family....and how wonderful it is to be home.
I was tickled to find spring a little further along here in Portland....including the little daffodils blooming by the rock wall. I'm looking forward to walking the yard...the woods and the neighborhood tomorrow to see the progress.There's no place like home!
I took this photo back in 2019 when I was helping Angie with things in and around her house in Missouri. She loved a good burn pile....and especially enjoyed sitting and watching it smolder down to nothing.
He kept Angie's rusty chair under a scruffy pine as a little homage to her.
And he has also created a big fire pit in another spot. Angie would be pleased.
Tomorrow is my travel day. It's time to go home.
We had such a good time visiting my aunt Beverly.....she's a pretty special lady! Nancy and I head back to Minneapolis tomorrow.
Here are my three sisters LaVonn, Nancy, and Marilyn We visited our cousin Scott and his partner Lynn today....who own what used to be my sister Angie's house in Sibley, Missouri. We felt Angie's presence....and enjoyed our day together there.
Joy: chatting with my sister for 5 hours in the car....then spending all afternoon with my 90 year old aunt, my cousins and other sisters listening to all their stories.
And then going to bed early.
Yup....we tried it. You can take the girls out of the country...but you can't take the country out of the girls.