29 Jan 2014 2 Comments
i think my mom can’t access her e-mail right now… so if you all will indulge me just a bit, i will post a few photos for her to see….
ya’ll can go ahead and look… but if it’s not so exciting, you can move on to something else. that’s ok. i understand!!!
03 Jan 2014 Leave a comment
happy happy year of the horse. 2014.
merry christmas and happy new year from all of us to all of you!!!!!
22 Aug 2013 4 Comments
last month, i could bask in the glow of the moon on my parents’ deck in Washington.
we sat outside watching it rise above Mt. Baker.
Bittersweet these memories.
this would be the twin sisters, i guess.
last night, i was joined by some women from the neighborhood,
we sat outside with nice wine, and good food
and watched the moon rise over the hills… through the clouds…
i love the moon, waxing and waning.
no matter where i go, or who i am with.
there is the moon.
“Barn Burned Down
Now I can see the moon“
08 Aug 2013 3 Comments
those who know me well
in fact those who barely know me
will notice that i am not a bible thumper
i do have a favorite bible verse
which gives a time and a season for everything.
so i stitched it.
on my favorite scrap of rough indigo hemp.
then put that on some lovely linen
with some more scraps.
and then i bedazzled it with my pin collection.
and old earrings.
and hung it up.
today, we celebrate the 68th anniversary of the bombing
a time for peace.
08 Aug 2013 5 Comments
time to update. it’s been awhile. 3 weeks in the cool PNW and now back to the heat and humidity of Nagasaki in August. Yesterday , a birthday. half a century.
i will get back to blogging and posting. if anyone is out there looking, i will have some stitching action posted soon.
15 Feb 2013 Leave a comment
nuclear weapon testing. asteroids exploding. cruise ships burning.
the plum tree blooms.
and in the spring when the warm wind blows, i will pick the plums… which will be hard and sour…. and give them to my old neighbor so that she can make “ume shu” a very sweet kind of wine that she keeps in a big jar under her sink.