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As a child you look at adults as a completed human. Adulthood is a goal that you are working towards. In school they keep telling you that you are preparing for the “real world”. It appeared that adults knew what they were doing and they had a plan that they followed without doubts or questions. What I learned as I became an adult was that nothing could be further from the truth. Life is a struggle, an ever-changing series of events that we learn to handle the best we can. While it appears that others may not face the same struggles that we do, that is an illusion. The problem is that we are taught the wrong things. We are taught that there is a correct path and an incorrect path to follow. The correct path allows us to live a comfortable life without worries, enough money to have the things we desire. In order to live this correct life in my family receiving the proper education was part of the plan. The more education you receive the better your life will be.

When I was a child we played a game called, “Life” and in the beginning of the game you chose to either go to college or not go to college. Even though the college route was longer the game was rigged to give you an advantage if you chose that direction. The reality is that there is no guaranteed course that you can take in life. The only real guarantee is that life is continuous change. The only thing that you can control is how you handle the change and how you view life.
My wake up call came last year. “Wake up Neo”..... After spending a lifetime trying to do everything correctly I could no longer live the way that I had been living. My mind and body had reached their limit. I had done everything I was supposed to do, so why was this happening? It was happening because I hadn’t woken up yet. I still bought into the illusion, that right hand turn in the game of “Life” and everything would be fine. Well there is no right hand turn and it took me until I was 53 to figure it out. Now that I have figured the first part out I’m looking to balance my life and find happiness where I am.
Life is still a struggle and can really suck at times bringing much sorrow, the loss of a friend to cancer, a beloved's own struggles and dammit my dog died, the dog who I cried on when things were really bad.

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But along with these sorrows came joys too. College classes that I loved with professors that were amazing, and new adventures in creating and teaching.

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So a year after my break down where do I find myself? I find myself despite life’s struggle enjoying my life and taking the struggles as they come as part of the journey. I have learned a lot about the way that I handle struggle. I more easily see what is driving the behavior of other people, helping me to be more understanding. I concentrate on how much I love the feel of climbing into a warm bed next to my husband and feeling the dog curled up behind my knees. When I walk out to get in the car on my way to work I notice the feel of the day and the sounds of the birds. As I’m walking in to work or class I take time to do a walking meditation to prepare for the day. Catching myself devouring my food I stop and take a conscious bite and notice the feel and taste of the food. I focus on conversations and make sure that I’m present and listening. My life hasn’t changed but I have. I live in the same house with the same people and the same bills but I feel more connected.
How lovely is that?




You will forgive me if I get a little deep here. I would like to remind those of you who also follow me on my FB site cottagebeearts that I recently talked about starting a new book, "The Tibetan Art of Living and Dying". So all types of things have been roaming around inside of my head. When one is in a state like this every day things that you are exposed to, seemingly innocent things, sometimes causes a new idea to open up in your head. This happened to me, in the early morning hours on a snow day in Michigan. My husband is up for work at the ridiculous hour of 2 a.m., came in and woke me to say that school had been cancelled. Why is it on days you can sleep you are suddenly wide-awake? Usually though this is when I either get some great ideas for felting, obsesses about something stupid or get a revelation. This morning it was a revelation and a post for the blog, yeah me.

I had watched a funny little video of three tiny kids arguing about whether it was raining or sprinkling. "My Mom said it was sprinkling." "My Mom said it was raining." The conversation eventually lead to some poking by one, hurt by the other and the third who was trying to smooth things over. At the time of viewing I just thought they were funny and cute and innocent in the way that they were arguing over something that they were both right about and didn't even know it. Remember though that I'm reading a deep book and all this stuff is free wheeling around in my head. Add a little sleep and early morning wake-up and suddenly I'm having some profound thoughts about this little event.

This little video shows us in a nut shell what goes on all the time in this world and we aren't awake enough to see it. We are told or learn something from a trusted source and then when confronted with the same information in a different package we begin to argue about who is right not perceptive enough to realize that both sides are saying the same thing only in a different way. From a wiser perspective the argument looks silly. I wish I could say cute like those three little people but in the adult world these types of arguments spring up into violence and destruction. We are so determined to be right that we don't take any steps to understand that each of us is basically saying the exact same thing so that we can see how silly we are being and then someone gets poked in the heart.



Give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming, streaming, flaxen, waxen
Give me down to there, hair, shoulder length or longer
Here baby, there, momma, everywhere, daddy, daddy

Hair, flow it, show it
Long as God can grow, my hair"

Hair" was written by Mac Dermot, Galt/rado, James/ragni, Gerome.


I love my hair.

I currently have the best hairstyle that I have ever had and don't ever plan on changing it. But never say never. A former student asked me when I would stop growing it and I said that I would be done when they curled it around my feet in my casket. In reality I couldn't stand for it to be that long and probably won't let it get long enough that I'm sitting on it. The weight would be too much and I would probably start getting headaches, which I'm prone to. I get comments, or am asked about my hair several times a week and some weeks it's more. When I first started locking my hair I noticed people looking at me all the time. Five years later I don't notice so much but people aren't as sneaky as they think they are. When you look at someone and then turn quickly to whisper in your friends ear it's pretty obvious that something is up and I'm probably the topic of conversation.


It took me two years of thinking about it before I actually put them in. First I would tentively mention getting them, in a joking manner, to my daughter or a close friend. I read a lot about how to put them in, take care of them and the best thing I read was from about what to expect when you had them and how to think about the reactions you would get. If you are going to wear your hair in a way that is very different from the mainstream in your community you are going to get some attention. It's the way that you look and deal with that attention that makes the experience either positive or negative. I chose positive.


If I catch someone staring at me I just smile and say hello. What this leads to has always been a great interaction or at the worst a pleasant greeting. I've never had a bad experience ever. I've had the most intersting conversations that have started because of my hair. My hair makes me approachable to many people, it makes a big statement about me before I even open my mouth. It also makes me very recognizable. I laughingly say that I have to always be on my best behavior because my hair makes people remember me, but it's true.

So here is to hair in whatever style you choose to express yourself.



Let it fly in the breeze and get caught in the trees
Give a home to the fleas, in my hair
A home for fleas, a hive for the buzzing bees
A nest for birds, there ain't no words
For the beauty, splendor, the wonder of my hair.








My new year came in very quietly this year. John, Morgan and I just hung out at home watching movies and eating snacks. I was totally content with this and hope it reflects the coming year. This is the first year that I'm not making a resolution. I've tried them in the past and have never been very successful or very long. I think that part of the reason I'm not making a resolution is that I'm already in the middle of making changes in the direction of my life. Of course this started with my mind and body sending me a huge wake up call. I realized that I wasn't living a life that was healthy for me. So the first major step I took was to quit my job and go back to school. I enrolled at WMU in their Holistic Health masters certificate program. I have really enjoyed the classes and have been given a lot to think about. I also made time for my own art and began selling it, which has been very fun.

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One of my assignements last semester was to make a plan to change something in your life. At the end of the semester you wrote a short response paper on how well your plan went. My plan was to increase my physical activity. I took a Tai Chi class through Western and would drop in on a yoga class every once in awhile or I would show up to another Tai Chi class that my instructor taught. My goal was to choose an activity that I was likely to continue. I also wanted something that had a mind, body connection. Both Tai Chi and Yoga meet this extra requirement.

vitamins    Another class requirement from last semester was a research paper. The topic I chose was Holistic Approaches to Depression and Anxiety. One of the things I discovered was that nutrition plays a big role in combating depression and anxiety. I'm not a doctor or health care professional so I'm just telling you what I'm doing and why. The following is a small excerpt from my paper explaining the connection a little further.

"As stated in by Karren, Smith and Gordon in Mind Body Health, “depression is the richest, most striking example in psychiatry, and possibly in all of medicine, of the relationship between the mind and body.” (2014) Depression is linked with the neurobiology of the body.(Karren, Smith & Gordon, 2014). Poor nutrition has a huge impact on depression and anxiety. Diets that are high in carbohydrates can cause depression. Amino acids, and vitamins such as folate, B6, B12, and serotonin are examples of vitamins and chemicals that are important to mental health among other things. Researchers believe that the lack of adequate amounts of these vitamins and chemicals cause depression. Lack of these due to poor nutrition in turn leads to other events in the bodies balance such as insulin resistance, which then leads to more anxiety and depression leading to more insulin resistance. It’s a vicious circle that can be combated with improving nutrition." 

So in order to help with my health I added a complete whole vitamin, fish oil and B-stress tab that contains a variety of vitamin B's including the B6 and B12. I think we too often focus on diet as being a weight control issue instead of an entire heath issue. I added the vitamins because it was an easy way to begin and make sure I was getting the things I need to help me combat my anxiety and depression in a holistic approach. Don't get me wrong I still take a perscription but I'm hoping to actually take myself off of it eventually.

In case you are unfamialiar with the lady above, this is the Venus of Willendorf and you must know who she is to understand the following statement. When I asked for the body of a Goddess I should have been more specific. One of my friends recently said this to me and I found it very funny. Especially since this is my shape too. The funny thing is once I started thinking about my body being the shape of a goddess my perception of how I looked began to change. I do want to tackle the eating thing and get that in order too but not focusing on weight but focusing on health. Matter of fact I'm not worrying about my weight other than trying to accept myself the way that I am and love my body despite it's imperfections.


Of course along with the school thing I'm working on felting and pursuing my craft along with the holistic study. I participated in about 6 craft fairs, selling my felt. I had a great time and sold work. I'm also in the planning process of adding more shows for this year. A group of artist friends and I have created a group to help each other with this and we are meeting for the first time at my house this Friday. I'm very excited about this new step and think it will be great to have others to help with ideas for our businesses. One of the steps I need to take is make sure I'm posting more often on my blog. So I'm going to work at you all hearing from me more often. Thanks for starting this journey with me and I hope that I can encourage you to take steps to reach your goals and enhance your lives.

Happy New Year my friends! May you find peace and balance in your lives.

My husband sent me one of those meme’s on facebook that made mention of my incessant reading this past month. I’m an obsessive reader. What I mean by that is once I start a book I don’t want to put the book down. I don’t think I’m a fast reader but I can finish a 300 and some page book easily in a day. I discovered this during the month of July and began to plow through books like a fiend. Once I had a number of those smaller books under my belt I moved up to the big books just to spice things up. I started small by picking up a book my friend recommended, The Goldfinch.


I liked it but it was a little sad and considering my frame of mind I decided to find something lighter the next time I went to the library.  The Color Purple is one of my favorite books so I picked up a couple of Alice Walker’s books, Now is the Time to Open Your Heart and The Chicken Chronicals. I enjoyed these too but still not quite what I needed. While in Barnes and Noble I picked up a book they had wrapped in brown paper with a little description on top about the book. The book was Garden Spells by Sarah Addison Allen.

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I loved the book because it was fun and happy with a little magic thrown in. It dawned on me that the library probably carried some of her other books so I proceeded to read, The Peach Keeper, The Sugar Queen, and The Girl Who Chased the Moon. I see that she has another book out so I better see if they have it at the library. Next I moved on to the big guns and picked up A Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness. Loved it but discovered it’s a triliogy so the next trip to the library I picked up the second in the series and discovered the third book would be out mid-July. Got the third book as soon as it showed up at the library, I think that was my favorite of the series.

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I started bringing home multiple books with every trip to the library and going back the next week to get more. As of this writing I have read besides the afore-mentioned, Chocolate, The Lollipop Shoes, Peaches for Monsieur Le Cure and Five Quarters of the Orange by JoAnn Harris. She has some others that I want to read too. Two fantasy books that I enjoyed; The Ocean at the End of the Lane and then Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman. The writing felt very familiar to me but I couldn’t ever put a finger on what it was. I hadn’t ever read one of his books but he is the author of Coraline so maybe that was it. I read The Witching Hour by Anne Rice, the ending made me mad and again found out it is the first of three but at this point I have no desire to read the other two. Leaving Van Gogh by Carol Wallace, was fiction based on the last days of VanGogh’s life, which I very much enjoyed, and The River Swimmer by Jim Harrison. The last book was very different from the others that I read. Now I’ve moved on to listening to books on tape while I work in the studio, a highly recommended way to enjoy two loves at once.

I feel as though I’ve missed something but overall quite a few books in a months’ worth of reading. It seemed to be exactly what I needed. It appears that there is nothing better than enjoying happy books to sooth a ragged soul. I have come out the other side feeling so much better. Even though it may appear that this was all I must have been up to I also managed to fit in a jewelry making class, a workshop in felting, a music festival and a few other things but mostly I think my head was buried in a book. Oh here’s another one I need to read. See ya.

Do you still have a best friend?

I feel a shift in the world. I’m sure that it’s not just under my feet. I think others are feeling it too. Do you feel a shift? I would say that it’s my age but my daughter feels it too, although I think she is an old soul. I have reached an age where female relationships have become even more important to me. I think I’m stepping into a new phase but I don’t think I’m stepping alone, there are many women stepping with me. I keep thinking that it’s possibly the beginning or continuation of the women’s movement, phase 3. It is time to come together as women and make some changes. Let’s nurture one another, stop competing for men, and stop judging each other for our life choices and how dirty our house is. Too many times women seem to be the first to condemn another woman’s choices. This needs to stop. If we can end this unnecessary condemnation and senseless competition we would be a force to be reckoned with.

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I received the most wonderful gift a couple of weeks ago. I was invited by a facebook friend to come and visit. We met at a felting class and have continued to get to know each other over facebook. Something I posted one day prompted her to send me this message, “Good luck with all of the changes in your life, my friend! Also, keep in mind that I am only a (long) car ride away. If you would like to spend a few days playing with felt, we can certainly sort out some dates.”I accepted immediately. The funny thing was I thought she lived about 5 hours closer than she did, but I was not deterred.

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On my way to Heather's.

Some people were amazed that I would go and she said some of her friends were amazed that she would ask me to visit. My response to all their questions was, “She’s a felter.” I was right. Heather said she, had “a spidy sense,” that I needed some nurturing and nurturing is what I got.

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One of the many wonderful meals.


Once I got to her house she fed me a wonderful meal and we began our non-stop conversation. This stream of consciousness conversation didn’t stop until I drove out of her driveway and headed home. For two whole days and three nights she took care of me. We felted, ate and talked non-stop. She has a wonderful home filled with things that she has created and I had to look at everything.

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I met one of her four daughters and enjoyed listening to her enthusiastic conversation. By 9:00pm I was exhausted and would take a shower and hit the bed. She made me want to reach out to other friends of mine and make sure they get some nurturing too.

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Me and my sista from another mista.

So I challenge us all to reach out to a friend and give her some love, whether it’s just making time to visit, having dinner together or just meeting for coffee. Make some time to have some face time.

Heather gave me a wonderful gift of being nurtured. It came at a much-needed time. Now I need to pass that on.

It all begins with the preparation; get dressed, this is the most important. I’m not worried about being beautiful but about being comfortable and the right shoes for getting wet and working right in the water is why I still have these shoes that are starting to show their many trips.


They need to be replaced but hey they still work and I’m not in any hurry. We need to load the kayaks. For this trip we don’t need two cars because we will be putting in and taking out at the same place. We have a system that works well after multiple years. We need the both of us for lifting the kayaks onto the roof of the car. I stand on the opposite side of the car and throw the straps over to John who then tightens them down.


Yup this is my car. My drumming stickers are on the other side.  lol

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John and I in many ways are total opposites. I’m the crazy side and he is the calm side but we have made it work and I wouldn't trade him for anything….well at least not today. Love you honey. Yes, we drive each other crazy. Good marriages are messy.

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We are finally on the river and ready to paddle. I’m a happy girl today even though I don’t like that extra chin showing in this picture omg.

Once on the river the city disappears and we are surrounded by wildlife. The water bugs dance around on the surface of the water racing each other here and there. The dragonflies are zipping around chasing each other and landing on my kayak for a quick rest. The birds sing us down the river as they fly back and forth.

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I’m familiar with most of the birds in Michigan but I still like watching them as they fly around on bird business. I love dragonflies. There were many of these little black winged ones dancing with each other and resting on branches and log islands in the water and along the river.

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My pictures never capture the true feeling of the trip, the coolness of the shade and the magical quality of the river itself. It’s probably the fact that I have a coolpix camera instead of something fancy. It’s a good thing we are going up river so that I can be distracted by the life around me. This Red-winged black bird was hopping along in the tree fussing at me as I floated along past him. This is the best I could do on a picture.


On this trip I saw a Baltimore Oriole and it’s nest hanging over the water. This is the first time I've seen one of their nests. This was also the first time I saw a Blue Heron nesting site. They nest together and their nests are really a platform more than a nest shape. It looks like their eggs would fall right out.

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You can’t see it in the picture but we counted at least 5 nests from where we were. We also saw a flicker and her nest in a tree, literally in a hole that they excavate out for their nest but strangely not one turtle. Usually we see tons of turtles lined up on the downed trees in the river. At the end of the trip I thought I saw one sliding into the water from the bank.

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These are Yellow Flag Iris. They aren't native but were escapees from European settlers who used the iris roots in a variety of herbal preparations. The seeds were used as a coffee substitute and flowers and roots to make dyes. Hmm, I might have to make another trip back..

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The trip back was much quicker since we were going with the current and I had to pay attention to what I was doing since we were moving a little quicker. Maneuvering all the logs and downed trees means you need to be paying attention.

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When all was done and we were out of the water we realized we had been of the river for about 5 hours. Once the kayaks were loaded the first order of business was food because I was starving!

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Until next time from this happy girl, get outside and enjoy our Mother. Love and peace.


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About 9 years ago I started something that would lead me to African drumming. The short version is that while looking for a 3D art project I met a guy whose house I ended up camping at while he taught me and about ten other people how to make a djembe. The djembe is a hand drum found in Africa. It is the primary drum used in West Africa. This one weekend introduced me to a new love, the love of West African music and more precisely hand drumming. There is something magical about drumming with others. You develop a friendship without ever speaking and feel connected to these strangers and comfortable around them. The feeling was so strong that I decided that I needed to find a way to take this into the school where I taught.

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From this one weekend would spring an African Drum group that would last for eight years moving from extra-curricular to a full time class. With the help of Ryan Edwards the first two summers after receiving a grant for the project students involved in the group made 28 djembes that would become the group’s instruments. With one year’s drumming experience I would launch myself and my students into an amazing journey of drumming. This is a passion like art that I will pursue for the rest of my life. It may be one of the most joyful things that I do.

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I haven’t been drumming for a couple of months due to circumstances of health. Drumming, however, can’t stay out of my life and reaffirmed its place twice this month. I’m helping a church group in establishing a drumming program in Columbia.

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The people involved in this are just like I was when I started; a little knowledge, great passion and just the feeling in your soul that this needs to happen. The next event happened last night.

drumming little birds 014 I went to a drum class held by my original teacher who was home from Boston; coming with new knowledge but the same passionate teaching. I was in heaven! He recorded our final exercise combining a traditional Malinke rhythm with two other techniques, which he is emailing to us. drumming little birds 013At one point I even got goose bumps up my arms. I don’t think I stopped smiling for the two hours of the class. One of my favorite quotes is from Babatude Olatunji, “The Creator wants us to drum. He wants us to corrupt the world with drum, dance and chants. After all, we have already corrupted the world with power and greed….which hasn’t gotten us anywhere – now’s the time to corrupt the world with drum dance and chants.”

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I think God loves drumming, she put it in every action of this world. Life is a rhythm. We just need to wake up and feel it.

Peace and Drum


This that and the other thing; is actually what I have been up to lately. Lots of little projects are kind of nice sometimes. You get to make great progress and feel good about things. I’m going to run through the little things that I’ve been up to.

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So I have this sisal rug that was on the back porch last summer. This spring when I got it out it was stained and not looking so good. I tried washing it with and cleaner that had bleach in it and when it dried it did look slightly better but still not great. I decided at that point that I was going to try and dye it. It’s a natural fiber I have dye and vinegar in the pantry, why not. A lot of my projects start out like this. First you need to have the frame of mind that it doesn’t matter what happens in the end you can either fix it or it’s better than it looks right now so it’s worth a shot. I dragged the rug out into the yard, threw hot water on it with vinegar, got out some powder dye from Dharma that I had used a couple of summers ago to dye leggings and sprinkled the dye over the rug. I liked how the dye spread like water color when you use wet on wet technique. I used dark colors because, that’s what I had and it needed to be dark to cover the stains. Then I walked off and let it sit in the sun. Later on I came back threw it over the fence and rinsed it out and waited for it to dry. Of course it proceeded to rain for two days so I just got it back on the porch floor today. I actually like how it looks so win, win.

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Next I hung up our camping flags on the ceiling of the porch and got the furniture set up in our summer arrangement. I want to get an umbrella for the table but that will have to wait. The flags make the porch so festive and I love it. I’m thinking of putting up some twinkle lights too and then we will be ready for a party.

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001I finished a book a friend recommended, “The Goldfinch”. I’m still thinking about it so I can’t give a recommendation yet. I have a reading problem, once I get into a book I have a hard time putting it down. I become so wrapped up in the story that I become obsessed with finishing the book. It took me the first 145 pages to really get into the book and there were a couple of points when I got so frustrated with the main character that I wanted to smack him but I was happy with the ending. I don’t think I would put it in my top ten but it gave me something to think about.

4-6 felt for etsy 037I finished felting some purses, which have already been posted but I do want to show what I did with this bag. When I finished I felt it was too plain so I added some needle felting to the front. I'm much happier with it now. etsy photos purses 002I did pick up some fabric that I’m going to do some experimenting with. I’ve never used anything with this type of embellishment but I’m curious to see what happens. I’ve seen some very cool work by Dawn Edwards using sequined fabric and it adds a great texture and bling to the work.

I got a package in the mail from a friend in California that got on board with my goal of saving avocado pits and skins. small projects 003She sent me a little care package with little baby avocados in it and some pepper berries. Thanks Kara!! The babies are so cute but I don’t think they are an option since I would need a ton to get enough to 002use for dye. The bigger ones are going to have to be my option. Next step is feeling crazy enough one of these days to go and talk to one of the Mexican restaurants in town to see if I can get some from them or just be patient and wait as I collect what I need.


Started working on the garage. My goal is to make this my studio. We’ve been in our house for many years and I’ve used just about every room for my projects except maybe our bedroom. For a variety of reasons these spaces just haven’t worked for me. Well they work but aren’t great in the long run. I get tired of the dining room being full of roving and all the felting accoutrements. I’ve also used the living room but same thing. I don’t like the basement it doesn’t have enough light and the space is hard to work in. Morgan’s room is hasn’t been an option since she was born. 003

So the next step is the garage. We tend not to park in the garage because it’s usually full of crap, which means I just need to get rid of the crap. John is on board with this option because it means that all my supplies will have a home out of the basement and he can finally claim that area as his man cave. I will love having a place that I don’t have to put things away when I’m working but the mess won’t interfere with the rest of life.


On top of this I’ve also been spending time in the yard with the dogs, which probably goes without saying. Finally got the part I hate cleaning cleaned, yeah, but still have some other areas to finish up along with cleaning out the pond. That’s the update for now; need to see what’s next on the list so I can get busy.




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My list of to-dos is being ignored while I enjoy just sitting outside with the cool breeze and the bird song. Libby has found a place to lie in the dirt that is to her liking for now and Luna can’t quite figure out what she wants to do, half heartedly sniffing at this or that but mostly just standing around daydreaming. Well that’s what it looks like she’s doing. Lol Morgan was up all night working on art so she is finally sleeping.

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I also hear the trains in the distance blowing their horns. I have specific memories tied to the sound. Reading late at night in a big bed with crisp sheets at my grandparents house; up in the middle of the night nursing my new baby girl and now sitting on my patio enjoying the comfort of home. My refuge from the outside world, at home I’m strong and whole. I’ve always enjoyed working in the yard and being outside, but now it brings even more comfort. The last few days have been nice and warm so everything is finally popping. The trees have leaves and the hostas are coming up too so I needed to really get out front and get those perennial beds cleaned up.

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I’m a tree person and love the maples in my yard, but I hate the helicopters that fall from the trees. I don’t know if it’s the large amount that fall or what but every spring we have lots and lots of little saplings. If I don’t get them pulled well or miss one they get harder to pull. Sometimes they hide in my bushes and I end up having quite a little tree to pull. One bed in particular is the worst one to clean because of what is planted in that bed. It takes me forever. Yuck!

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The dogs love to follow me around and keep me company. Libby stays right around and follows me from bed to bed. Luna, however, is a stinker and wants to visit other yards. I let her come out for awhile, but when she starts to wander she gets banished to the backyard. She runs back and forth between the two gates and the windows objecting to her confinement so I prefer to work in the backyard.

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I also like the privacy of the backyard. I recently picked up a new magazine from Stampington & Company called Willow and Sage. The first article captured my imagination. The women in the article, has a bed and breakfast that has tent units and the units have their own cast iron tub. They are filled up with a hose and heated with some unit that she has placed under the tub. O…M…G I want one. I have the perfect place behind my garage this is very private; add some canvas curtains and perfect place to bath after working in the garden. I know it sounds crazy but I think it would be so cool. Yeah I’m a nut. So now I need to find a claw foot tub. lol