this year

you strolled through the garden with me in early spring and autumn rains




we gazed upward under the same sky in moments of light and darkness

each of you filled my heart with the melody and harmony that is a full life

today brings completion of a very enjoyable project
red or gray black and white
it opened my eyes to the different tones of every day life
as 2011 arrives I wish you all a new year filled
with happy moments . special discoveries . love overflowing
many thanks for the support you show each time you visit this space

missing place

the
standing
at the
window
pause



wishing
she did
not have
to leave
again

sam says...

no matter which bridge you may cross




amid the rain drops and the curves in this life



never ever pass up a moment to feel wind on your face

holiday wings

four calling birds

three french hens





two turtle doves

and a partridge in a pear tree

the youngest is home already
my older daughter is driving in today
a comfy nest will once again be full of family

so from the space with few words . a few simple birds
I wish you peace . strength . quirky wings . soft snips of life
embrace each moment . dwell in the present of each day . happy holiday friends

almost time of year

living in the south . leaves take their time falling from the trees
this day as the north wind swirled among oaks and dogwood
pursuing the last lone few to let go of the season
I am happy for the "almost finished"
feel of this time of year





turning to go camera captures an intricate reflection
of bright white bird & branch with red berries & brick
noticed from the outside looking into a window of my home
I am happy for the "almost anything" reflected this time of year

checking it twice

list may be long .
never ending .
or perhaps .
care free.
take heart.
a bit of paint.
with a dab of love.
tied in a bow often helps.

OOO

grocery shopping ranks low on the list
of my most fulfilling activities

as a result ... putting them away
often becomes a creative photo diversion

resulting in the days chili ingredients
becoming a natural holiday decoration for the afternoon

you may remember the apples awhile back....

life colors

may you feel life as the wind swirls around
while anchored upon stone and star



may you hear life in the distance through the trees
or in the words exchanged between friends



the black and white year long project is coming to an end this month
it has created for me a new way to experience the everyday

i do

because
life
might
be
a
bit
easier
if
you
know
someone
wishes
you
peace

evergreen thoughts

if you are feeling somewhat bent over
lean on the strength of something that is not




out on a limb ... look below ..
embrace the yellow leaves to cushion you




like pine cones and needles
through each season . always stick together



under the evergreen
we lean on one another
sharing Imperfect Prose

what do preschoolers do best?

they laugh . they wiggle . they dance . they smile . they hug . they teach
they sing . they wave . they twirl . they shout . they cry . they hop
they know joy . movement . melody . love

you are all invited to the annual Christmas music program directed by me
celebrating the season with over 50 children and the families and friends that love them

a wren

snip of sky blue thread mingled with soft raveled wing
melody on wire with softly torn words . life gently balanced

my weekend wish for you using bits papers thread and cloth
always the other side . so true . yet tender . into the sunny shadows

create a moment this weekend ...

.

leaves cascade . wooden branch
to weathered bench

beauty lies within each season
change
gently avoided
then in a soft hush
anticipated

streaks
of yellows and gold
viewed among abstract shadowy patterns
call me to light

comfort
nestled in deep brown
etched lines of life and leaf
displaying the marvel
that is change

as the leaves fall . as december begins . i am quietly called to light at imperfect prose

thanks giving

thanks softly ... for the bench . a bright spot to sit and rest . to talk and laugh . or not





thanks breathlessly ... for "Chapel on the Hill". a spot where my daughter works and lives




thanks naturally ... for a southern garden . where geraniums still bloom in november . joyfully




thanks singing ... my job and hobby . life in a daily rhythm . music is my breath in and out

thanks gazing ... tufts of clouds painted white with sky vivid blue . held by tall oak trees

thanks creating ... in paper and cloth . glue and texture . a small twig . good life



just a short list of thanks giving . as I take a break away from this space
your visits amid the snapshots of my simple life whisper and hug
so grateful for comments of encouragement and friendship
wishing moments each day softly wrapped in thanks

red or gray in black and white will continue daily .. only six weeks left !
my simple shop remains open .. along with my heart . blessings