tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77140449958141779132024-03-13T11:37:33.923-05:00windrock studiowindrock studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11361331676987978496noreply@blogger.comBlogger551125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7714044995814177913.post-68066410226272560302023-06-14T14:49:00.000-05:002023-06-14T14:49:56.561-05:00lucky girl<p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;"> </p><p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;"> </p><p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLv-xtuToUbPnltkj3qbrFDou1gfZrexEONrP6FdhNMFe0KjN-QTMzvdY9bYJV6BuoHwd-HXfstsSuDe4cAntyiPjIyUe39Ps_w2VnkW5lsBzQorjwgRJDrGNg3YdwrWCJEW2Cm8AHFohotHK1F3XnKcPJL3YWeyBs5TP2glI6mGukrRaABfsNklcu/s1400/big%20angel%20%20oo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1400" data-original-width="1000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLv-xtuToUbPnltkj3qbrFDou1gfZrexEONrP6FdhNMFe0KjN-QTMzvdY9bYJV6BuoHwd-HXfstsSuDe4cAntyiPjIyUe39Ps_w2VnkW5lsBzQorjwgRJDrGNg3YdwrWCJEW2Cm8AHFohotHK1F3XnKcPJL3YWeyBs5TP2glI6mGukrRaABfsNklcu/w286-h400/big%20angel%20%20oo.jpg" width="286" /></a></div> <p></p><p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;"> I'm so happy to still have my blog, this space where I've been coming for over a dozen years to write down my thoughts and experiences, hopes and dreams. It's basically for me to be able to remember times and places, to recall how I felt about certain things, not because of a fear of not being able to but because we take in so much just during a day, much less all the accumulated years of this life.</p><p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;">What I want to share this time is that I had a fall last week that I'm still recovering from, I didn't break anything which is amazing when I replay it all because it was pretty hard. It wasn't an old lady fall but one involving uneven pavement where the side of my boot went over the edge and I went down.</p><p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;">If you've ever been unlucky enough to have this happen to you or someone just walking along beside you, you'll know how fast and also, at the same time, how in slow motion it plays out. I knew I was falling and I could tell it would be on my right side as soon as I felt my knee hit and then my whole side, from hip to arm.<br /></p><p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;">And then, as though I could see it, I knew my face was going to be the next thing to hit the sidewalk ... but then, a fraction of an inch away instead of hard pavement I felt unmistakable softness, exactly like two finger tips cushioning my cheek where it could have been crushed. </p><p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;">And then it was over except for the getting up part with Larry's help and a quick inventory of my parts while being pretty shaky, both of us. Now, I was told very many years ago that I have seven guardian angels and I've never questioned that or wondered why it takes so many, there have been countless times when I'm sure it has taken them all. They've helped me make it a lot longer than I ever thought possible, given how I've lived. </p><p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;">You either believe or you don't but I know I would not be me if I scoffed or thought otherwise about this and I do know how very thankful I am when one or all of them remind me of their presence on a daily basis. If you've been around here before you know that I tell it like it is in my world and always appreciate those who want to visit.<br /></p>windrock studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11361331676987978496noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7714044995814177913.post-50500646449957945532023-04-12T16:05:00.000-05:002023-04-12T16:05:48.938-05:00that lovin' feeling<p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;"><i> </i></p><p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;"><i></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcKtzpX_nUCY0PbodxAbcBfmH7QT3tJ7q2uPRx5BRz-tEw7Z7JdlE90vwldjSdX1Wq1kFncE5q03Yt7YQOu1ea89rKHa8Xv3ZYjgc7ZRdzRT8JqGGLllHUdxSsQEI0fWvfbwCR9KA8Oa9jbFG3wZ7WFnL5NHS9Xs81xxCheRE9WTc3IwhpKsO3aYaR/s1056/pear%20tree%20words*.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1056" data-original-width="700" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcKtzpX_nUCY0PbodxAbcBfmH7QT3tJ7q2uPRx5BRz-tEw7Z7JdlE90vwldjSdX1Wq1kFncE5q03Yt7YQOu1ea89rKHa8Xv3ZYjgc7ZRdzRT8JqGGLllHUdxSsQEI0fWvfbwCR9KA8Oa9jbFG3wZ7WFnL5NHS9Xs81xxCheRE9WTc3IwhpKsO3aYaR/w424-h640/pear%20tree%20words*.jpg" width="424" /></a></i></div><i><br /> </i><p></p><p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;"><i> I was reminded just a little while ago that the most wonderful, life changing, heart opening thing that can ever happen to you is to be loved totally for exactly who you are and supported in decisions you make, right or wrong, even if that cost you a paycheck and to be told that your "little bit of a temper" and your strong, unwavering sense of who you are in the world are the first things that made him fall in love with you. To know that someone has your back and will do any and every thing to be on your side forever is a tremendous, kind and loving feeling. </i></p><p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;"><i>We are still struggling over here, still feeling in shock, still being overcome with sadness, memories and emotions every day. So having to deal with petty, mean behavior is even more difficult and unwelcome but it has made us draw even closer together and I didn't think that was possible.</i></p><p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;"><i>So if you have or know of this kind of love I hope you cherish it, if you haven't found it yet I pray you do and if you haven't kissed and hugged your loved ones today I want you to do it now and as many times as you can.</i><br /></p>windrock studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11361331676987978496noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7714044995814177913.post-66727363431420925442023-01-18T20:17:00.000-06:002023-01-18T20:17:26.612-06:00embracing these seventies<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX-5hfkin9evBD2U3Lw6vvuwVq1GBzbPUGPCjvbsQu6E6jpi0zv_r18PNnSuReJ-7KutHsUK-qR8e0mb6zgXSIxS7aUdvorVxLBJ_6nSUoER-r-iZQhRHTSj5DawPNV0WwhNetBezswvSo5Bsd2CrLCbRLcGhmu3U1AHCXIBIX4CWyjg1okhETfOuF/s1819/b%20oo%20.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1819" data-original-width="1200" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX-5hfkin9evBD2U3Lw6vvuwVq1GBzbPUGPCjvbsQu6E6jpi0zv_r18PNnSuReJ-7KutHsUK-qR8e0mb6zgXSIxS7aUdvorVxLBJ_6nSUoER-r-iZQhRHTSj5DawPNV0WwhNetBezswvSo5Bsd2CrLCbRLcGhmu3U1AHCXIBIX4CWyjg1okhETfOuF/w422-h640/b%20oo%20.jpg" width="422" /></a></div><p> </p><p> "You need to claim the events of your life to make yourself yours. When you truly possess all you have been and done, which may take some time, you are fierce with reality."</p><p> <i> Florida Scott-Maxwell ~ the measure of my days</i><br /></p>windrock studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11361331676987978496noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7714044995814177913.post-66886029901356720362022-09-13T13:35:00.000-05:002022-09-13T13:35:53.105-05:00 "Brave is the man who loves a wild woman" ... Johnny Ox<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix-7hsFQVuVb49lGJnMlNQvuyLDy0aJaVQ62mNu5KHIbDg4mC2cluFxHZrMgc7flEzpj62QhoFlSMswnYxXNh0Geqsxd046AbDtbKhVWxJt3yWrjSr-Ys6e7CYOiAlIHD0ZeCM1Q3k6v-wzjIdx4gcWWHpDa59uRfkebkf7FVxeJG9UQdgcm8kKIVS/s1253/ear%20flat%20oo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1253" data-original-width="1131" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix-7hsFQVuVb49lGJnMlNQvuyLDy0aJaVQ62mNu5KHIbDg4mC2cluFxHZrMgc7flEzpj62QhoFlSMswnYxXNh0Geqsxd046AbDtbKhVWxJt3yWrjSr-Ys6e7CYOiAlIHD0ZeCM1Q3k6v-wzjIdx4gcWWHpDa59uRfkebkf7FVxeJG9UQdgcm8kKIVS/w578-h640/ear%20flat%20oo.jpg" width="578" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><i> My sweet granddaughter was wed this past weekend. Jenna & Dan finally got to say their marriage vows to each other. We couldn't be with them so on that morning I wanted to start this pair of earrings I'd been interested in learning to do.</i></p><p><i>I wove tiny beads for hours and thought of her, wondering what she was doing and how she was feeling. I remembered when she was just a little girl but already pretty much a spitfire and I also realized all the wonderful things she's already done in her life and so happy that one of them was to find her forever love.<br /></i></p><p><i>I came to the computer a few times throughout the day to see if there were any wedding photos, my sister sent me some early the next morning and it was a glorious thing to see all the love & joy.</i></p><p><i>Also, there is between this special couple a deep understanding of being totally devoted to each other and this new life that they've made so I knew that this pair of earrings would be named Devotion and all this thrills me so, I can't wait to see what happens next.</i></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKDoNIo4KmL6gZhRiAJSE3aCau2apGeWsIuaTvHn_OMN-kEntumG-PTWMNqzh4IW6cyg4dvepKmG75xG8C_dwH1mQCqGJUwD2p6DPmm3VZ_RAdl9Zx6Ods2DxL81gMou9BUNGHuwRKbQJLsY6VGfn4jovCjcHXNZb5AdDDLTZmOOsHjOFb7qa_F2QK/s1016/ear%20hang%20oo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1016" data-original-width="677" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKDoNIo4KmL6gZhRiAJSE3aCau2apGeWsIuaTvHn_OMN-kEntumG-PTWMNqzh4IW6cyg4dvepKmG75xG8C_dwH1mQCqGJUwD2p6DPmm3VZ_RAdl9Zx6Ods2DxL81gMou9BUNGHuwRKbQJLsY6VGfn4jovCjcHXNZb5AdDDLTZmOOsHjOFb7qa_F2QK/w426-h640/ear%20hang%20oo.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i><p></p><p><i> <br /></i></p><p><i><br /></i></p>windrock studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11361331676987978496noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7714044995814177913.post-39653425345377982062022-08-03T11:54:00.002-05:002022-08-03T11:54:39.438-05:00books, time, sleep, thoughts <p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ2O71z8yRbVbLgXhg7MUAViRxpALLzez9vLflw4hlAfMUG6doC7ieFm7-IaqJXeAU21ftPqQE0Cv4AzM2z0S4do4KXzWgZ-7zEYoloSaqqkmLWmCHoydlb3n_jAMIR4l3Tb2MJPcpaWxFg0vOkpz4CEsAembh1NtqcHvOlK6UqEUAMz2ZEjM9K5eU/s1751/book%20oo%20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1751" data-original-width="1200" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ2O71z8yRbVbLgXhg7MUAViRxpALLzez9vLflw4hlAfMUG6doC7ieFm7-IaqJXeAU21ftPqQE0Cv4AzM2z0S4do4KXzWgZ-7zEYoloSaqqkmLWmCHoydlb3n_jAMIR4l3Tb2MJPcpaWxFg0vOkpz4CEsAembh1NtqcHvOlK6UqEUAMz2ZEjM9K5eU/w438-h640/book%20oo%20.jpg" width="438" /></a></div> <p></p><p>I was so happy that I had picked up this book from my library yesterday because when you are wide awake at 3:30 in the morning it's always a good thing to have one. </p><p>That's the way my nights have been a lot lately, my thoughts churning away, my brain not being able to stop with worry and trying to come up with plans and solutions, thinking about loved ones and about all that could have happened differently ... or not and why.</p><p>Regret is a tough one to deal with, it sets you up to always wonder if you did the right thing, if you could have done better, why you didn't do better, will you do better next time and if you've learned anything at all in your long life.</p><p>But here we are with a brand new day of hot sunshine and hope, this new book and ideas for creative projects plus a visit from a wonderful friend a couple of days ago who we haven't seen for a very long time and that reminds us of the most important things in <span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-family: times;">our</span> <span style="font-family: times;">lives.</span></span><br /></p>windrock studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11361331676987978496noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7714044995814177913.post-27250915858666983012022-07-18T14:11:00.001-05:002022-07-18T14:11:58.917-05:00 slow + steady<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4BSmchE6BabVfpNYUBXpnhO_6aHbib90mF46gtSu8rVF_FG5x0edzfKYllDbIq_l9Vh8dblrGnsbp20vbgQWKazBjIJaCXqSifTMgXoLZPT0WMFjPfvgr4l2ppi5aaEL31X20tYNEXHRbGoFBKV-zAhMaDsdE_aaz68d1ZFDvOIFRMrNiqDrSX69O/s1200/sewing%20oo%20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1021" data-original-width="1200" height="544" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4BSmchE6BabVfpNYUBXpnhO_6aHbib90mF46gtSu8rVF_FG5x0edzfKYllDbIq_l9Vh8dblrGnsbp20vbgQWKazBjIJaCXqSifTMgXoLZPT0WMFjPfvgr4l2ppi5aaEL31X20tYNEXHRbGoFBKV-zAhMaDsdE_aaz68d1ZFDvOIFRMrNiqDrSX69O/w640-h544/sewing%20oo%20.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>I've been working on a special gift for the past few days and getting to do one of my favorite things, slow hand stitching. It's an amazing thing how sewing and beading earrings require the same tools, needle and thread, but use such different energy. I stitched most of the day yesterday while I watched all the traffic get crazier and more intense around us, I'm sure there was some sort of record set for that and for lost people.</p><p>But with this kind of work I could just let my mind wander with so many thoughts and memories. With bead weaving and making earrings I really have to pay such close attention every minute ... counting tiny beads, making sure I get the right color each time, making sure the thread doesn't knot, changing directions when needed so I find I can't do it for long periods of time.</p><p>I wish I could say that I was one of the types of people who, when slow stitching, adds only good thoughts and intentions in with each and every stitch but I'm not. Oh, there's plenty of good stuff in there but also way too many random, strange mind workings to ignore so plans get made, decisions reached, next projects thought about all while making little marks with thread and piecing parts together. But mostly it is holding close the person you are making for, hoping that they will like it, will use it, will keep it. I've always found that when I know who that person is it makes the making better.</p><p>A beautiful highlite at the end of the busy day, late evening on the deck and we got to see a mama raccoon usher her three big babies across the street, she paused to check that all were there then quietly drifted down into the ditch where we hope they are living. It was just the second time we've spotted any around here in all these years.<br /></p><p>So, as always, we continue on with our slow, steady art work and marvel that we are smack in the middle of another summertime and, as always, it's all good.<br /></p>windrock studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11361331676987978496noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7714044995814177913.post-537085660426661452022-07-08T12:29:00.000-05:002022-07-08T12:29:38.471-05:00Keeping on<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhniZGU779s60DjDBv29QEnbKpOimqOqYQeAkNLCocETqlXOJM0wrHTPUKMvPXGNTm_5xPpdcZpvbQqGgPzt7TyVO7JQK32OUBxj1La4e9_5N80ZTeTd_3ndf6qIgRHhTVXVQNukwRn0dSrgLVdEx2D90hKYJ3HR2bmCg7JU8pNGWHj9QHq-fzq10ix/s1328/incense%20guy%20oo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1328" data-original-width="1200" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhniZGU779s60DjDBv29QEnbKpOimqOqYQeAkNLCocETqlXOJM0wrHTPUKMvPXGNTm_5xPpdcZpvbQqGgPzt7TyVO7JQK32OUBxj1La4e9_5N80ZTeTd_3ndf6qIgRHhTVXVQNukwRn0dSrgLVdEx2D90hKYJ3HR2bmCg7JU8pNGWHj9QHq-fzq10ix/w578-h640/incense%20guy%20oo.jpg" width="578" /></a></div>I've never thought too much about getting old but I sure have lately. Being children of the 50's and 60's so many of us were convinced we would never reach 30 and yes, so many didn't.<p></p><p>Yet here we are, still trying to figure it out. It's hard to make sense of the world we find ourselves in now because we are people who will always have questions. I love the idea of faith but I lean toward science.</p><p>The most important thing I've learned about getting old(er), old(ish) is that there is a lot of time to lose a lot of people and that is some heart breaks that we're dealing with.</p><p>So while living in such a special place that also happens to be at the top of the list for loud noise every minute of every day we are making efforts to remain calm, to keep doing what helps us the most ... taking advantage of the studio space we have, putting ideas into being with clay, fabric, tiny beads and beautiful gifts from nature, walking, taking photos and naps, reading and lots of deep breaths.</p><p>As we wait today on word about another loved one I wanted to share a few of the most recent pieces from Larry.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy_g7vKiLnyVgeudpfbcv7RyZZvyWLsb-yEK7bGjl3QGjOlEjFav2LjQwsltJfHmt5yC6PBvE9P2hl8MucBx-ZLKfJGilnGyaQf9Ej6MgxCN8lmXEl3uy93uPPDxITdMiOEpwudjA6YFqVweaiD9pCyNqC5gP8I87Ynq24r5-8t0kKMWZlKE7zw4-r/s1797/bus%20stop%20lady%20oo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1797" data-original-width="1200" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy_g7vKiLnyVgeudpfbcv7RyZZvyWLsb-yEK7bGjl3QGjOlEjFav2LjQwsltJfHmt5yC6PBvE9P2hl8MucBx-ZLKfJGilnGyaQf9Ej6MgxCN8lmXEl3uy93uPPDxITdMiOEpwudjA6YFqVweaiD9pCyNqC5gP8I87Ynq24r5-8t0kKMWZlKE7zw4-r/w428-h640/bus%20stop%20lady%20oo.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje2NcaytphBgt92QHs_CK3NfZ78MAg44nZNyLKXe8cvM22mMGUR-c0zbYc-ldlwjmfPAJxMFG-lOinzrn7zNFJDsDqbBLkrke9vp2H6s47DlvfqWBPDIm26r9vSHxzB_jHyI5_N75klKzvBbMODil-p6tLqPI1lI8HqInmS-pLiXUYDdq4Bi_i1Wvd/s2036/beer%20guy%20oo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2036" data-original-width="1200" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje2NcaytphBgt92QHs_CK3NfZ78MAg44nZNyLKXe8cvM22mMGUR-c0zbYc-ldlwjmfPAJxMFG-lOinzrn7zNFJDsDqbBLkrke9vp2H6s47DlvfqWBPDIm26r9vSHxzB_jHyI5_N75klKzvBbMODil-p6tLqPI1lI8HqInmS-pLiXUYDdq4Bi_i1Wvd/w378-h640/beer%20guy%20oo.jpg" width="378" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOe-zviHI3NFQeJuL3pd4yIlh6_BbnfSisI6thjuoZTvpHKijl3-bFiwjwY4mr3z8FprdfArFMmIejqaLZeIIHFonte4LBO7pK2pvd6zQ6LrwW0LBd7ArktTRAWr8cVeyDddD4a6zto6-ZjCuvAFJZPfPbEvCq3toZOLClNkzWf3gHlHNk6u00J5Bq/s1826/sitting%20guy%20oo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1826" data-original-width="1200" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOe-zviHI3NFQeJuL3pd4yIlh6_BbnfSisI6thjuoZTvpHKijl3-bFiwjwY4mr3z8FprdfArFMmIejqaLZeIIHFonte4LBO7pK2pvd6zQ6LrwW0LBd7ArktTRAWr8cVeyDddD4a6zto6-ZjCuvAFJZPfPbEvCq3toZOLClNkzWf3gHlHNk6u00J5Bq/w420-h640/sitting%20guy%20oo.jpg" width="420" /></a></div><br />windrock studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11361331676987978496noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7714044995814177913.post-34990491802109061102021-03-20T19:21:00.000-05:002021-03-20T19:21:52.768-05:00sometimes it just takes awhile<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9dP3PpspZZ8/YEZp7jTuNpI/AAAAAAAAHAE/GMusncTFCJIps68_e-x1LH2dshWh1G2CACNcBGAsYHQ/s700/tq.%2Boo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="700" data-original-width="280" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9dP3PpspZZ8/YEZp7jTuNpI/AAAAAAAAHAE/GMusncTFCJIps68_e-x1LH2dshWh1G2CACNcBGAsYHQ/w256-h640/tq.%2Boo.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><p>I found out that the great appeal working on these little prayer wings hold for me is that I have no idea how they are going to turn out. That's what I also enjoy about making the love notes, just start with the same idea, gather supplies and keep open thoughts and let it flow. As much as I love making leather bags the process is very different because they must turn out a certain way with precise measurements and super strong connections being a priority. I also keep in mind that a person will be using it so I want it to fit them, be easy with their life style and hope that they love it. So there is always concern.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OYbRyXvYBBk/YEZqG2djO8I/AAAAAAAAHAI/DgWmWx5ohEIirz875ypcmHSl-zKk76A9gCNcBGAsYHQ/s2679/%2Bsnowflake%2Bbutton%2Boo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2679" data-original-width="1174" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OYbRyXvYBBk/YEZqG2djO8I/AAAAAAAAHAI/DgWmWx5ohEIirz875ypcmHSl-zKk76A9gCNcBGAsYHQ/w280-h640/%2Bsnowflake%2Bbutton%2Boo.jpg" width="280" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">With the love notes, wall hangings and prayer wings there is the hope and idea that they will find the places they belong.</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cuh9A6zVtGg/YEZqZqK6O7I/AAAAAAAAHAU/aBEIpJk_nxYke2WDbAG32kXUerD7C6QcwCNcBGAsYHQ/s700/bone%2Bbead%2Boo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="700" data-original-width="363" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cuh9A6zVtGg/YEZqZqK6O7I/AAAAAAAAHAU/aBEIpJk_nxYke2WDbAG32kXUerD7C6QcwCNcBGAsYHQ/w332-h640/bone%2Bbead%2Boo.jpg" width="332" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"> I am finished making these little wings for now but not over the love for them so there will be more later on. For now, since we are still having some cold days, the beads have returned to the table upstairs where it stays very cozy.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tam-1lAS63U/YFaP2VK8wwI/AAAAAAAAHCs/Xlnqg5czzqgqfvIkEJhMW0uArxi1-lMvQCNcBGAsYHQ/s700/wings%2B12%2Boo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="700" data-original-width="320" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tam-1lAS63U/YFaP2VK8wwI/AAAAAAAAHCs/Xlnqg5czzqgqfvIkEJhMW0uArxi1-lMvQCNcBGAsYHQ/w292-h640/wings%2B12%2Boo.jpg" width="292" /></a></div><p></p><p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dJywfRBPd6k/YFaQJ3gi1mI/AAAAAAAAHC4/Jew_RmBkMx87KQnHUI9wdxxtPLwX0QYxgCNcBGAsYHQ/s700/wings%2B15%2Boo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="700" data-original-width="279" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dJywfRBPd6k/YFaQJ3gi1mI/AAAAAAAAHC4/Jew_RmBkMx87KQnHUI9wdxxtPLwX0QYxgCNcBGAsYHQ/w256-h640/wings%2B15%2Boo.jpg" width="256" /></a></div> <p></p><p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4puMS_19F08/YFaQX-J3E8I/AAAAAAAAHC8/PQ077F2Q4fkF2K4FoFEcBQAFJjcjwdJFgCNcBGAsYHQ/s700/wings%2B13%2Boo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="700" data-original-width="396" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4puMS_19F08/YFaQX-J3E8I/AAAAAAAAHC8/PQ077F2Q4fkF2K4FoFEcBQAFJjcjwdJFgCNcBGAsYHQ/w362-h640/wings%2B13%2Boo.jpg" width="362" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><p></p><p></p>windrock studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11361331676987978496noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7714044995814177913.post-3538677344169220632021-01-18T14:34:00.000-06:002021-01-18T14:34:42.741-06:00a few more wings & birthday thoughts<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_0Yw5CHgiY/YAXEIJ8hE2I/AAAAAAAAG7I/eFl-kPvNmJkbqvqjYFcGmXRdV2pj2k_-ACNcBGAsYHQ/s1244/wings7%2Boo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1244" data-original-width="700" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_0Yw5CHgiY/YAXEIJ8hE2I/AAAAAAAAG7I/eFl-kPvNmJkbqvqjYFcGmXRdV2pj2k_-ACNcBGAsYHQ/w360-h640/wings7%2Boo.jpg" width="360" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">It seemed like a good morning to finish up with the prayer wings, take their pictures and clear off the work table ... there are so many other things to think about at this time.</p><p style="text-align: center;">Like waking up being a different age, so exciting that I've made it this far but with a side of scary, too. So many new ways of living to navigate and deep changes in our world to try to understand.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tndQE3Yretc/YAXFUeG_iHI/AAAAAAAAG7Y/M6jAbahoFC4gEpPoZALWBHEsjVWhBRSfACNcBGAsYHQ/s909/wings5%2Boo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="909" data-original-width="700" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tndQE3Yretc/YAXFUeG_iHI/AAAAAAAAG7Y/M6jAbahoFC4gEpPoZALWBHEsjVWhBRSfACNcBGAsYHQ/w492-h640/wings5%2Boo.jpg" width="492" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eTfoRlvtLik/YAXFnayGhjI/AAAAAAAAG7g/A7_pz8Cr2s4VnKWBuwV_9Ig8qPZIu2OqACNcBGAsYHQ/s1346/wings6%2Boo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1346" data-original-width="700" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eTfoRlvtLik/YAXFnayGhjI/AAAAAAAAG7g/A7_pz8Cr2s4VnKWBuwV_9Ig8qPZIu2OqACNcBGAsYHQ/w332-h640/wings6%2Boo.jpg" width="332" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;">I have always felt like the new year starts on my birthday and make my hopes and wishes then as I'm doing today. I made one of these prayer wings to keep for myself, to focus on when I speak my thoughts while starting out the day, sending as much goodness and as many positive vibes that I can muster out my window and into the world. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ru8aXQxeYQ4/YAXHKvkntgI/AAAAAAAAG7s/bY3AVriWgsEkrFqAj4cd2AdrTk7J_VBZACNcBGAsYHQ/s1140/wings8%2Boo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1140" data-original-width="700" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ru8aXQxeYQ4/YAXHKvkntgI/AAAAAAAAG7s/bY3AVriWgsEkrFqAj4cd2AdrTk7J_VBZACNcBGAsYHQ/w392-h640/wings8%2Boo.jpg" width="392" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p style="text-align: center;">Mostly I want to take this chance to say thank you to all of you who stop by here, for most of us it has been a sweet journey of many years ... visiting and supporting each other with much learning and growing along the way. I wish all great and wonderful things in this future of ours and will always keep the faith, will forever share my truth and will remain beyond grateful.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o-aG5XfT8fk/YAXczc5EUKI/AAAAAAAAG74/aKCoG_RAjjwEALgfu4JUFvL8vjNJRp5PACNcBGAsYHQ/s1340/wings9%2Boo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1340" data-original-width="700" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o-aG5XfT8fk/YAXczc5EUKI/AAAAAAAAG74/aKCoG_RAjjwEALgfu4JUFvL8vjNJRp5PACNcBGAsYHQ/w334-h640/wings9%2Boo.jpg" width="334" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>windrock studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11361331676987978496noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7714044995814177913.post-22216240118347578512021-01-16T10:59:00.001-06:002021-01-16T10:59:27.627-06:00prayer wings<p> <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cl0kzBKy-rs/X_9yVLNUwuI/AAAAAAAAG5s/a4lJTu-mogAtCn8GQ7wDSKs1bxGacVCmgCNcBGAsYHQ/s1805/p.k.1%2Boo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1805" data-original-width="800" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cl0kzBKy-rs/X_9yVLNUwuI/AAAAAAAAG5s/a4lJTu-mogAtCn8GQ7wDSKs1bxGacVCmgCNcBGAsYHQ/w284-h640/p.k.1%2Boo.jpg" width="284" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;">It makes no difference what I'm working on, there is a certain way I go about creating. I never start and finish one item at a time. I like to get as many going as I can with the supplies available so first I measure in my own way then cut, then sew, it just seems to be easier to keep the same tools out to get these jobs done, and after a while I get to start the fun stuff with all different kinds of bits and pieces.</p><p style="text-align: center;">These little folded and stuffed beauties have been on my work table and in my hands for a couple of weeks now during these many emotional times, so much sadness and worry and then some happiness and joy and more bad news and suddenly a glimmer of hope that also comes with more feelings of wondering if we will ever get on the right side of it all. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-870Vq-5JHRE/YADFJaD8lOI/AAAAAAAAG6A/IFG3EONfqxQEf_sDuyuxVei6d7-stbffgCNcBGAsYHQ/s1740/p.k.3%2Boo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1740" data-original-width="700" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-870Vq-5JHRE/YADFJaD8lOI/AAAAAAAAG6A/IFG3EONfqxQEf_sDuyuxVei6d7-stbffgCNcBGAsYHQ/w258-h640/p.k.3%2Boo.jpg" width="258" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p style="text-align: center;">So I sat, surrounded by pieces of deerskin, beads of glass, wood, clay, bone & metal, feathers from owl, crow, jay, pheasant and magpie and many years worth of accumulated treasures to play with. As usual, I let everything talk to me, let each bead say where it wanted to be and which feathers it fit best with and when was too much or if there were more that wanted to gather and most important ... when to stop! </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hW31_ihNg_c/YAIitzdHydI/AAAAAAAAG6Q/vmXRw3hUsNswuAYppr7mSt8M_W2PH3EzgCNcBGAsYHQ/s1228/p.k.2%2Boo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1228" data-original-width="700" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hW31_ihNg_c/YAIitzdHydI/AAAAAAAAG6Q/vmXRw3hUsNswuAYppr7mSt8M_W2PH3EzgCNcBGAsYHQ/w364-h640/p.k.2%2Boo.jpg" width="364" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;">I also sat with deep thoughts and sometimes a heavy, troubled heart and so much uncertainty but holding all the items, especially the ones gifted by nature, lent a very soothing rhythm to the days and at the end of each time at the work table I always felt so much better. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rRKGnKQa9YU/YAIlPNOpEqI/AAAAAAAAG6c/QbsDZfmMsAI0KO-mPxMXEDdzVxT6o-EAACNcBGAsYHQ/s1415/p.k.4%2Boo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1415" data-original-width="700" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rRKGnKQa9YU/YAIlPNOpEqI/AAAAAAAAG6c/QbsDZfmMsAI0KO-mPxMXEDdzVxT6o-EAACNcBGAsYHQ/w316-h640/p.k.4%2Boo.jpg" width="316" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;">I don't know for sure if these are finished yet and there are a few more waiting their turns but today the sun was just right for taking a few photos so I did and I thought they deserved a name and decided on prayer wings because that's what they are full of ... </p><p style="text-align: center;">my prayers for peace and calm and health and decency and change.</p><p style="text-align: center;">++++++++++++++++++ <br /></p>windrock studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11361331676987978496noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7714044995814177913.post-8035640674801909272020-03-31T17:02:00.000-05:002020-03-31T17:02:05.647-05:00Still making<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Still being quiet, still paying close attention, still hoping and praying. Yesterday started our third week of being home with just a couple of quick trips out for supplies. We feel lucky that we can do that, even though we would really rather not. We also feel lucky and grateful to have each other's company and to have places where we can go for the ever important walks ... we have big, beautiful trees, trails that follow the creek, and lately, very mild, sunny days which help so much.<br /><br />But I really envy those who have gardens right now. It would feel like heaven to stroll through one or sit and read or plant or pick and breathe deeply of flowers. As always, I miss Spring in the South.<br /><br />This is just a reaching out to say hello and hope you are well, hope you are enjoying all that you can, hope you are being safe and staying sane and taking good care.</div>
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Somewhere in all this craziness I feel like we are living in many different worlds at the same time. Ours has been one of cold and quiet and worry for many days, of having friends and neighbors losing jobs over night, of being concerned about when we can get to a store and how long they will remain open and what will be on the shelves, even though there are folks trying hard to keep them stocked and truck drivers on the roads with not much help still trying to do a really important job, </div>
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There are also worlds where kids are playing on beaches and people are out buying new cars, it looks like reality is slower to come but it will come. I'm sad for us all but, like most things, I wonder why this is happening now. I have many thoughts about it and lose sleep thinking about it, at the same time very curious to see how it all shakes out ... whether we can learn lessons, make lasting changes, work together and truly care about it all.</div>
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You don't have to agree with my thoughts here but for a long time it has been my space to come and share what's on my mind and in my heart ...you live in your world and it might be one of those different ones at the moment. I really hope the best for all of us and I pray it gets better very soon.</div>
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Maybe it's this time of year, right after the holidays, or being on this side of winter or maybe because of it being my birthday month ( again, yay! ) or it could be so many articles I've been reading, urging you to get rid of all the clutter, to pack it up, clear it out and not leave it all for others to have to deal with ... they all have their own stuff to figure out, they don't need yours, too, and I really believe that. </div>
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That's where my mind and energy have been, organizing and making room. All the little things taking up space, seems like when the time is right it all becomes so much easier. Last month I wasn't even thinking about wrapping up all the pretty dishes, the tiny cups and bowls that come home with me from the church ladies thrift shop but these past couple of weeks there was just no hesitation.</div>
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The big obstacle I come up against is knowing when to stop because there are so many of these small objects that remain too important, too special, at least to me. Probably no one else could make any sense of the things I choose to keep but I can already see them being a star or supporting member in so many art pieces.</div>
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This clearing is certainly not for everyone but when you live tiny it is a form of survival, for yourself and your partner ... who, by the way, is terrible at doing it! But after so many years of him seeing that this is my way of coping when spaces get too tight and me learning to slowly and gently walk him through it, well, at the end we are both much happier and breathe easier with the feeling of<br />
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We've had a string of beautiful, mild days and took advantage of all we could ... staying downstairs in the studio and working with clay, firing the kiln and trying new ideas. There were a few times the door could be left open, such a joy and surprise!<br />
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Today is much colder so we're upstairs, cooking soup. I took over the one spot of morning sun at the table, reminding myself how to bead, I found out pretty quick what happens if I don't continue to work on pieces.<br />
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I'm still playing with both, this is what yellow and red onion skins do to watercolor paper after being wrapped tight and left to simmer for a couple of hours in a rich brew of stuff ... so very cool! and I love using these to hang the earrings from, all up for adoption along with many more.<br />
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Thanks to my sweet friend, my anam cara <a href="http://robinwertzcraig.com/">Robin</a>, we are taking an eco dying class together online ... so much fun! The results are a mystery every time and depends on so many factors, what fabric you use, what you put in the pot, how long you leave it in there or if you put things out to bake in the sun, and then there's the rust! That's a whole other level of outcomes.</div>
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One thing that helps me with projects is knowing what I want to use them for. Working with these almost square shapes came about because they would fit in the one big pot I had in one of the smallest kitchens on the planet. I've learned to not fight it, just work with what I have and I knew doing big amounts of fabric was not a reality but this I could do and then I could use them for hanging my pretty earrings on! I'll show you a few befores and afters ~<br />
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Thank you, <a href="http://diddebdoit.blogspot.com/">Deb,</a> for sharing your fantastic desert knowledge and awesomely fun videos </div>
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windrock studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11361331676987978496noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7714044995814177913.post-78283035684493826482019-08-19T14:21:00.000-05:002019-08-19T14:21:30.705-05:00Random blessings<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I do it all the time and I wouldn't be at all surprised to find out you do, too. I've always said a morning prayer for the day, for us and our loved ones and an end of day prayer giving thanks.</div>
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But all through the day, at any time, I'll send out a blessing to someone I don't know ... it could be a young mother struggling with her tired children, I'll say "please let her get home safely and put those babies down for a nap" or an elderly man sitting alone on a bench, I'll just shoot love and caring thoughts right at him and hope that he is waiting for someone special to join him. Sometimes when we are stopped in traffic and I look over at a fellow driver I'll hope in a big way that they </div>
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That's how we are trying and hoping to handle this aging thing because, seriously, there is no way to ignore it. We don't dwell on it or worry about it too much, mostly we are pretty astonished by it, being from a huge group of young people who were dealing with the Vietnam War, the sexual revolution and drugs, many of us never thought we'd make it out of our 30's </div>
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Needless to say how grateful we are, while so many didn't get the chance to worry about getting older, here we are. So, at this stage of the game you do all that you can ... take your daily walks, eat good food, keep up with your dental and vision appointments. That last one caught me by surprise this week when I went for a usual eye exam, thinking it would be about the same ...</div>
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windrock studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11361331676987978496noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7714044995814177913.post-86908001498924945242019-08-09T20:52:00.000-05:002019-08-09T20:52:23.402-05:00a pretty pair<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I've been sitting with these lovely lilac and pure white beads and just
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windrock studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11361331676987978496noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7714044995814177913.post-44921994476483181542019-08-06T12:49:00.000-05:002019-08-06T12:49:40.065-05:00sharing more thoughts<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Some memories you just keep for a very long time, one of my favorites is being in the back yard of our home in College Park, Georgia. Laughing and playing, running and swinging high I remember thinking that being seven years old was the very best and most perfect thing in the whole world.</div>
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Another vivid memory was when I was a few years older, but evidently very much still a baby, because for some reason the thought came to me that the only people who were allowed to have guns were the policemen, the good guys. I'm not sure why I was thinking about that at all but when I realized that the bad guys couldn't have guns it made me feel glad and the worry went away </div>
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The past few days I've been thinking about all that's been lost to us, the feeling of being safe, of our children and grandkids having the chance to grow up strong and healthy, to make memories.</div>
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Usually when I dwell on these concerns I do it quietly and privately but that doesn't feel right anymore, the stakes are too high to not voice how I feel. In all the reading that I do I came across these words, if you are staying silent you are agreeing, or something like that and I decided that even if it cost me friendships or relationships I don't want to be mistaken for a person who is okay with all that is going on, in the world or with the people making horrible decisions or the ones doing nothing.</div>
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We've lived together in many other places besides these Colorado mountains, strange little towns down South and the oldest city on a beautiful beach and in the city next to different mountains, El Paso. We landed there a few different times, enough time for it to grow on us, to get addicted to the food and to be extremely impressed with the people, their gentleness and kindness.</div>
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It's not a city for everyone, but I think we would go back in a heartbeat. And our hearts are hurting this morning for what has happened there and how it has become a matter of whose turn it is to be shot up, how it keeps going on and the feeling of anger and helplessness. </div>
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So, I'm very happy to be back here at my blog because it is my blog and I won't be silent about my thoughts and I'm sure they won't please or appeal to everyone. If you want to argue about gun control or sending your thoughts and prayers to the victims or that there is no connection to so much of what is going on and the (non) leadership of this country then you need to find another space to visit, this is not your space. My feelings won't be hurt, I'm sadly aware there are many who think in a much different way but we are strong in how we think and do not waver, we'll wish you peace and continue to embrace the tribe that is right for us.</div>
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windrock studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11361331676987978496noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7714044995814177913.post-5082138987333117142019-08-01T14:26:00.000-05:002019-08-01T14:26:44.646-05:00re emerging ~<div style="text-align: center;">
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Hey there, remember me? I sure hope you do. I really have missed this space, spending time sharing thoughts and ideas, art and images through so many years. I met a lot of cool, interesting people here and still maintain tight friendships with so many very special women. </div>
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And then I thought it would be fun to do the facebook thing and I do love keeping up with my far flung family members there and getting to see awesome pet videos and vacation shares and new creations but there's also much that just wears me out, makes me sad and concerned.</div>
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So it feels very right to return to my blog and I hope in the coming days and weeks and months we can reconnect or meet ... maybe you can add me to your reading list or bookmarks.</div>
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... you are fully aware that you cannot make things do what they don't want to do, right? Especially when it involves a very stubborn buffalo! I guess I forgot for a minute exactly what I was dealing with but was quickly reminded, he let me know that he wanted nothing to do with the very pretty and very last piece of turquoise deerskin in my possession ... maybe he thought it was too girly but it was going to be my bag so it seemed perfect, to me. He had other ideas, like a rough and tumble bag, one I had to cobble all together from small pieces at the very bottom of the basket.<br /><br />But you know, he was right. He seems at home here and we'll see how he acts in public when we go out later ... but not today, it's cold, blowy and white! I'll get back to some beading for now.</div>
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Hope you are working on projects that make you happy.</div>
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I took a break from the beading part of my brain and spent some time down in the studio because that's where the sun has been coming in lately. It felt good to work on this bag, almost ready to add Mr. Buffalo to the front, a special piece that <a href="http://onekisscreations.blogspot.com/">Christine</a> sent to me.<br />
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to your work, the one that you always reach for, the perfect fit for
your hand. Mine is my leather needle, small in the idea of tools but a
real brute as far as needles go. And as important as it is, I lose it,
all of the time ... probably close to a dozen times. But considering
that it's the only one I've ever used in over thirty years of working
with leather, maybe that's not too bad and I always find it, eventually.<br />
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Here's
the story of how I came to own it. Years ago in these parts a really
good but crazy job to have was cleaning rooms in the many motels in
town, all of us who were striving to work on our own took advantage of
the early morning, part time hours and were usually paid cash ... just
like bartending, a great skill that would always come in handy, at least as long as you are young and fit.<br />
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A hippie guy was staying in a room and we were surprised to find out we
were both doing leather work, him much longer than me at that time, but he was the only other person I knew besides Leather Mary who was teaching me
some. We only talked a couple of times but one morning he handed me a small bundle which held quite a few items along with that needle and an awesome pair of scissors, those are the only ones I've ever used, as well. I found out a while later that he had taken his own life.<br />
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So, of course, it feels like an honoring act each time I work with leather, to him and the deer.</div>
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You already know how attached we are to the many deer families around here<br />
after living close with them for many years.<br />
And that's another story. </div>
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