from other times

Color is coming

Hopefully!
But there is still snow on the ground. 'Tis ok.

And a little montage of the work going on..most pieces are available in my Etsy shop.

Spring

BY EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY

To what purpose, April, do you return again?

Beauty is not enough.

You can no longer quiet me with the redness

Of little leaves opening stickily.

I know what I know.

The sun is hot on my neck as I observe

The spikes of the crocus.

The smell of the earth is good.

It is apparent that there is no death.

But what does that signify?

Not only under ground are the brains of men

Eaten by maggots.

Life in itself

Is nothing,

An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs.

It is not enough that yearly, down this hill,

April

Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.

winter wanderings

A bit of snow

A word interlude.

If this is the time of Time itself, it's a mean and lean season. Reason and hope find little to say in the jingle jangle news of the day. Patience with unanswered prayer runs out. Maybe even God prefers a little peace and quiet. But before it's too dark, too sad or too late, teach us to pray. A haze of holiday habit conceals the bottom line. Holy absence makes a heart grow hard, then harder, without a purpose or design. Teach us to pray, lest we who know the story best become accustomed to this restless season. Teach us to pray for a sign.



Scatter proud powers that refuse to imagine. Shatter the loud towers of Hate, the high walls of Forget. Lift the homeless whisper, the sigh that says, "Alone?" Fill the hungry emptiness that echoes in the marrow of our bones. When times are tough, a rumor of angels is never enough. We need holy terror to startle expectations, and altar/alter us with outrageous grace. Wreck our rational designs with celestial encounters. Let us hear the rustle of wings as we take out the trash. Teach us to pray.


A small essay  from my friend Carole DuBois, an amazing writer and thinker. I am honored to call her my friend.

color + white

despite all the whiteness going on, I'm plowing on with an abundance of color..

this is a view of the Rappahannock river, the river being everything to the right of the pilons..

speaking of rivers.. another sneak peak of the March FCCA show..

River of Life  28" x 30"  fabric, paint, thread, hand and machine appliqued, stitched and quilted..

landscape

while the snow was covering every single thing in sight, really beautiful and amazing.




I managed a bit of stitching for the upcoming show in March. At the Fredericksburg Center for the Creative Arts.  Here's a link..   it's the member's gallery show.

quiet

december views

land of ice and snow

everywhere.

and here, the most amazing fun with ice..

december views

transcendence

in so many ways.. covering over, letting light in..

december views

sweet days

snow is on the way

december views

shadows

december views

1st snow

december views

what i do on a snow day

Do I shovel snow? no. Do I worry about toilet paper or milk? no. No siree, I get the ol bessie out and make something!


A nice tote bag for a dear lady. With spring fabrics even if it's 19 degrees, and 7" of snow on the ground..

Cath Kidston lining fabric..those roses make me happy..

With a pocket made from an old dresser cloth, and a flower pin that's removable. The recipient is a gardener extraordinaire..

ok, that's what's going on here,

see, no shoveling in sight! just lots of white stuff! Happy Monday!

snow or not

It's been another strange winter. Bitter cold, then 70 degrees, flurries, but not real stick with it snow.


Where I grew up in So. Cal snow was something you drove to. The kids are a little bummed we really only got about 1-2 days of decent sled snow this year..

It's beautiful, I know there are those that hate the stuff, but I don't. A quiet, white world. Spring is around the corner. I saw a robin in the garden, which can only mean one thing!

ice

We finally had some snow fall yesterday, unfortunately, I can't find my camera! These are from a few days ago at the Rappahannock river. Muted winter colors, gray, white, brown..subtle and simple..cold and crisp.

quiet

after a snow fall..

{december views}

I love lanterns

and snow!


{December views}

december views

Darlene at this site has a great idea for December...silence.. A silent night, a holy night. How I love this idea. So for the rest of December, not many words, but lots of love and images..

Peace. If you are interested, take a look at the other bloggers being quiet too..

{december views}

scarf weather

Can finally wear this! Noro Iro, simple garter stitch. Let the yarn do all the magic..

No need to embellish this one!

Yea! Look what was there this morning!