“I know not all that may be coming, but be it what it will, I'll go to it laughing.” ― Herman Melville, Moby-Dick I threw my favorite dress away last night. It felt a bit disrespectful to leave it lying helplessly in the kitchen trash, its brown field and white polka dots crumpled next to… Continue reading Molting vs. empty nesting
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A Life In Pieces
The mid-life lesson I'm learning from a winter's worth of frantic quilt completion is not about skill. As you can see, I have little. My stitches are free range and low on the count-per-inch chart. My seams rarely line up in proper fashion. No, the message in all those bits of fabric -- coming together… Continue reading A Life In Pieces
My coat vs. God’s plan
It was a nice coat that Joseph had. Full of color and such luxury as was possible for a family living in the wilderness. But, it wasn't enough to keep him. In a single day, his brothers stripped him of his coat, dipped it in animal blood and convinced their father -- who had given… Continue reading My coat vs. God’s plan
Serendipity & Sorrel
A whopper container on our deck has somehow become a buffet for wild things. It started out innocently enough as a pot full of violas and pansies. They were the first deck flowers of the growing season, strategically placed where I could see them from the kitchen window. As the garden marched into summer, however,… Continue reading Serendipity & Sorrel
Time on my hands, weight off my back
Reposting this as it reminds me of a wonderful (pre-COVID) holiday trip. And, that it's time to weed out my baggage once again... "Let it go. Let it go." (Elsa) Sometimes life sends you subtle signals that a season is changing. Other times, it's more like a karate chop. One of the latter hit me… Continue reading Time on my hands, weight off my back
Nora Edinger -- JOY Journal 