redefining

 redefining

 clearing

finding

 the still point

willabel mitchell

entre nous

sending gratitude

at times like these when great sadness and self pity want to take over

i am called by my spirit to look for gratitude

for there is always so much to be grateful for ..

 

i am grateful for the love and kind thoughts of family and friends

i am grateful for the strength that is in this house

i am grateful for a quiet green oasis , years in the making , to return home to and far from the madding crowd

i am grateful for doctors who talk straight and know their stuff

i am grateful for this time of year ..as the weather cools and the garden slows in it's growth 

 a natural time of rest and peace

i am grateful that my time is available 24 / 7  as needed 

 

 there is no way on but through

for all of us

and through we will go ...

 with love and peace and 

gratitude

love, life and all the rest

been thinking a lot about love

and life

and all the rest

 over the last 4 days

and how quickly it all can change

some bad health news has arrived here in my home

the health of a much loved one

and it may be that i have little to share for a bit 

i think i will have lots of stitching to do tho 

as i feel my way thru this

 

 

blessings  to you 

x

mending home

after 3 consecutive years of a kingfisher invasion into their mound at springtime

 

followed by one year of no kingfishers making their nest in this tree

the termites seem to think it is time to mend that hole in the wall

and reclaim home

and they seem to be working on creating a stop sign to add weight to their mission

that's it , no more room at this inn.. they are saying.

i am particularly enjoying the tonality here of the new versus old mud

nice work termites :)

and how about these norfolk island palm seeds

they get better everyday as the colours change and bits of string and flotsam 

decend and unravel and relax as they become a little less firm

seeing myself in this bunch somehow

and i am certainly seeing some of the colours from the jacket i have been working on

but perhaps with a more winter time slant 

hmmmmmm.

buttons and pies

the button

version one

 

a shape echoing the leaf prints and textured to mirror the stitch marks

all in silver so that it becomes a jewel at the throat ..rather like a brooch

 this jacket now has only this button for doing up at the neck 

and that draws the well shaped shoulder seaming in

 so that it fits my rather narrow shoulders nicely

in fact 

i have found that the all over stitching has shrunk in the fabric a little to make it fit more snugly 

the underside of the collar has lots of printed marks to show off

but i am not convinced that this 'too easy solution'

 is THE ONE  

there will be some variation on this i think 

stitching on the darker sections is a strong contrast which i like

a murmuration of birds comes to mind when i look at the rhythm of the stitches

and some more marks 

this time on the pie dish i have used for the past many many years

from when our two boys who are now young men 

lived here at home with us

the sacredness of sharing food at the table is etched in the surface

this dish is retired now

but a keeper of time

and perhaps showing

the marks of that time on my heart ...

X

the weekend that grew [ in pictures ]

on a whim i bought a plane ticket to go to here

  and i saw this

and this

and the next day i went to here

that has a view like this 

where this was happening 

 and so all of these arrived 

but i was not there for that , i was there for this

my friend kath doing her inaugural solo gig

and i think , if you can, why not show up for your friends , be a support , listen well , sing along, 

reminisce, 

coz these two here 

were once this

 

 now the weekend growing part has no pictures only words

it took 16 hours more than expected and three attempts at getting on a return plane

till this weekend was over

 

but what fun