A friend recently shared her poem written in a writing circle she facilitates. You can read her post here. I was intrigued and decided to write my own. I love this as a vehicle for memory. I encourage you to write one of your own and I’d love it if you would share it here.… Continue reading Where I’m From
” I am grateful for the echoes ” –Gretchen Staebler As a cardmaker I have spent the year reading the words of others in search of quotable passages I could use as inspiration for my cards. I have a notebook of treasures plucked from books and blogs. I’m not remembering the context in which this… Continue reading Less is More
May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next… Continue reading D I S C I P L I N E
August 17, 2018 Hardest physical day in a couple years. I felt like I did before that bad RA flare a couple years ago. Tonight, it’s a hot soak. TODAY was a “love list”. Sometimes thinking about stuff you love can turn a day around … (My love list has people and critters too. You… Continue reading Love List
Mineral School Class of 2018 I am home now after 14 days living, breathing and working in the smallest town I’ve ever spent time in. Mineral Washington is an unassuming (and unincorporated) community just off of State Route 7 in Lewis County. The population hovers around 200, although on opening day of fishing season,… Continue reading Beautiful Bones
What we talk about when we talk about love. I get a picture in my mind every time I see this sentence. Two couples talking about life and love as ” light was draining out of the room”. Raymond Carver always wrote about what he knew. Drinking, loss, heartbreak, the ordinary and the subtle fade… Continue reading What We Talk About When We Talk About Love
My year in pictures. I fell in love this year so many times, but mostly with the mountains. This year I knew how it felt to spring out of bed at 3:15 AM, giddy about the hours ahead. I knew the rush of emotions that would accompany each new adventure. I learned about moon… Continue reading So long, 2017. I’ve loved you so.
