By Lynne, on July 22nd, 2015 A stitch in time…well, a stitch in time takes time. And it keeps you from other things like writing a pretty regular weekly post that’s been a fairly consistent routine for the last five years. Oh, and there were the three graduations and a wedding, trips to NY and CA, lots of wedding . . . → Read More: Stitches
By Lynne, on February 4th, 2015 We’re slightly over the sixth month mark in our transition from California to North Carolina. Some of the predictable stressors have come and gone. And we are finding ourselves more comfortable than we imagined at this stage of the game.
In a part of the country where roads wind and wander . . . → Read More: Comfort
By Lynne, on November 4th, 2014 Moving messes with one’s creativity. At least it does mine.
After six weeks in our new home where most things had found a new home, a new room, a new cupboard, or a new shelf, we were getting the hang of living in our new space. But then we transitioned back . . . → Read More: Transition
By Lynne, on April 9th, 2014 I have a friend who thinks that retreats intended for rest, renewal and spiritual growth are wrongly named. She thinks they should be called advances. She’s got a point. Particularly since I enjoyed a glorious retreat this last weekend at the C Gallery in Los Alamos, hosted by artist/owner and consummate hostess Connie . . . → Read More: Retreat
By Lynne, on March 17th, 2014 Done! Not as in under done. Not in as over done. Just plain and simple done. I’m finally done…well almost. I’ve been working on restoring, actually reconstructing a Better Homes & Garden cookbook we received as a wedding present fifty-two years ago today – St Patrick’s Day. Over the years the familiar red . . . → Read More: Done
By Lynne, on January 29th, 2014 I had the best of intentions. I intended to write my weekly post about the lovely fans the ladies had made at the Lighthouse to symbolize aspects of their substance abuse recovery. But I confessed to a friend at lunch I didn’t want to. So with her encouragement, I’m not.
I’ve . . . → Read More: Intentions
By Lynne, on January 8th, 2014 I seldom remember the dreams I have when sleeping. I’m far more in tune with what I call waking dreams, the dreams that enliven my imagination – the I wonder what ifs, the step by step planning of something I hope to create, or the myriad ideas of how to use the arts . . . → Read More: Dreams
By Lynne, on November 27th, 2013 Thanksgiving is a season of gathering gratitude, spreading it feast-fashion around a table to be shared with family and friends…as well as the groaning table of festive foods that takes days to prepare and minutes to consume. It’s one of my favorite meals to cook. And one of my favorites to eat. But . . . → Read More: Grateful Hearts
By Lynne, on October 30th, 2013 It’s been all quiet on the Western front for the last couple of weeks. Primarily because we’ve been cruising the St Lawrence Seaway in search of fall colors between Quebec and Boston. With the exception of an occasional flaming tree, there were lots of yellows and oranges, but relatively few reds in the . . . → Read More: Autumn
By Lynne, on September 11th, 2013 A surprise gift appeared in my mailbox last week. The large manila envelop from clear across the country contained the newly publish memoir of friend Martha Jane Petersen. Sweetly inscribed to “a sister on the artistic path,” this soft-bound volume Imaging My Inner Fire – Finding My Path Through Creating Art, is proving . . . → Read More: Gift
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