Tuesday, January 16, 2018

Carving the Moon

The veil of sickness is lifting on our little home. There's still a little bit of rattle in my throat, but I feel a billion times better than I did last week. It's amazing how the world stops when you're sick. Well, not really. Telephone repair guys still show up when your drowning in a sea of mess and the dishes and laundry still manage to pile up even though no one is eating much and jammies become cemented to your skin. I guess what I mean, is, that thinking stops when your sick. Yes, that's what happens. It's remarkable how good it feels to be able to do things again, even when there's still not much rhyme or reason to what you're doing. It feels good to be able to taste coffee and chocolate again. It feels good to have our afternoon tea and popcorn break again. It also feels good to drop my littlest off at preschool for the first time in a week and see the joy from her friends and teacher upon her return.

Today I sat in my work shop and carved a stamp. I filled it with all the flowers I could think of that heal you. It was probably not the top thing I needed to be doing, but I haven't done anything like that since I was in art school, which was over twelves years ago now! I forgot how long it takes! I need to test it soon and see if it actually works or if I need to do some more carving. I think this year will be an experiment year. I've been playing with watercolors too... just making tiny artwork that I can dispose of easily should I detest the results.

Before sickness hung over us, the girls and I made those sweet little clothes pin dolls you see above. We used scrap fabric and colored pencil faces and put a wish into each of them for the New Year. Mine is simply a wish to create. Now that I'm feeling more like myself again, I hope there will be a lot more of that.

Joining in with KCCO over at Frontier Dreams .

Thursday, January 4, 2018

Hello 2018

I'm sipping the last of my coffee as I sneak back into this little space to say, "Hello 2018!" You started with a "Brrrrrrrr!" Plans to travel to Burlington for fireworks and a dragon parade were canceled when the forecast promised negative temperatures. It feels quite warm today at eighteen degrees, but we've started the year with some frozen pipes and extreme temperatures (negative 26 being the worst of it) that have me thinking of packing our bags for a tropical island (if only!). So on New Years we stayed in and painted with new Christmas paints, had a movie and read our fortunes. We did not make it until midnight. We've yet to do that since having children, and I really don't mind.

Jake's Dad headed out yesterday after a long visit for the holidays and the kids headed back to school. I am still operating at half speed from those very chill days. I actually had the house to myself for a few hours yesterday, which is very unusual, and squandered my time cleaning up. But it does feel nice to get back into the routine of things. Another winter storm is building outside and more freezing cold temperatures are on their way. It's winters like this that cause me to drift off into daydream land of fields of wild flowers.

The end of December marked ten years since we moved to "The Land of Winter"...yes, we were foolish enough to move here in winter (hehe). We had snow half way up our bottom floor windows that year. I still love it here, but I could do without the  negative temperatures so we can get outside and snow shoe or cross country ski or at least not see our breath in the house. Stay warm, where ever you are!