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I bought my house in 2003. The house I close on in 10 days. When I bought it, I wanted space to create and entertain and a big yard for my dog. The house was built in 1906. My 18 years there was just a small part of its life. But it was such aContinue reading “Breathe out”

A week ago I did something I have never done before. I changed jobs. Ok, well not quite. I changed jobs and the company I worked for. I started with my last employer when I was 24. I am now almost 47. The move has been surreal and wonderful and scary. There is no wayContinue reading “22 years later…”

My husband and I had dinner with some dear friends last week. And when the conversation started in earnest, one of them turned to me and asked, essentially, why are you selling jewelry?         It is a good question. My life was and is full. I make quilts, play MarioKart with myContinue reading “the beauty of vintage”

have always made stuff. Knitting and then jewelry and then scrapbooking and then quilting. Five years ago, I was fortunate enough to get a brief sabattical from the company I work for. I decided I wanted to pick up a hobby that practioners thereof are smitten with. Hobbies that people put bumper stickers on theirContinue reading “from knitting to drawing to…”

I am hearing the lesson of slowing down, doing less.  There are parts of my life that are full – and I can’t change that.  But I can put less pressure on myself to move quickly during my down time.  In 2019, I am going to do more of I want on a less-agressive pace.Continue reading “Taking things slowly”

Today is hard.  Not six weeks ago I felt I had the world on a string.  Was I too smug?  Was I too sure?  Had I bought into quick fixes and tricks?  Probably and always. I am sinking.  Away from myself, my family, my goals.  But work is good.  🙂  No, really it is.  TheContinue reading “Things fall apart”

“I wanted to be a writer, that’s all. I wanted to write about it all. Everything that happens in a moment. The way the flowers looked when you carried them in your arms. This towel, how it smells, how it feels, this thread. All our feelings, yours and mine. The history of it, who we onceContinue reading “I wish I wrote songs”

When I sit down to write I get stuck.  This year has been hard.  So much loss.  Too much loss.   The latest being of my beloved Annie.  My dad and I drove a sweet puppy home a little over 14 years ago.  She was tiny and the sweetest little soul I have ever met.Continue reading “Dealing With Loss”