Make one thing every day, wander like a gypsy, and shine happiness like the sun

Made ya look?

Took advantage of the balmy temps for a quick stroll.  A quick look might have mistaken this for an owl. Uh no, and no.  Neither is the real McCoy.  The second I did paint tho from a river rock-perhaps from that river.ImageImageImageImage

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The moon hatched from an egg!

I think it really did.  I know my moniker is sunshine, but the recent waxing moon has provided generous photo ops.  The quilt is my interpretation of a lunar evolution.ImageImageImage

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Pensivity-Is That a Word?

016Random winter images and heavy thoughts for the weekend.  And fun:)ImageImageImageImageImageImageImage

Someday, we’ll forget the hurt, the reason we cried and who caused us pain. We will finally realize that the secret of being free is not revenge, but letting things unfold in their own way and own time. So laugh, forgive, believe and love all over again.. ♥

“Do not think that love in order to be genuine has to be extraordinary. What we need is to love without getting tired. Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies.”
― Mother Teresa

“You can never really know someone completely. That’s why it’s the most terrifying thing in the world, really—taking someone on faith, hoping they’ll take you on faith too. It’s such a precarious balance, It’s a wonder we do it at all. And yet..”

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This winter needs the spring


My pineapple should be grown up by spring!



Image Long shadows with my Chow friend


We might be zinnias by June


At the corner of winter and spring… literally

It’s been frigid-nearly unbearable.  Yes, I do realize two days ago I wanted to move to Maine, and I still do.  Signs of both winter and spring today, winter with it’s contemplation and spring with, well,  whatever it brings.  Hopefully zinnias for Holly 🙂Image

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I’m moving!!

I’m (virtually) blowing this popsicle stand for, well…. a popsicle!  In my daydream mind, I’m moving here with my cats and renaming them Flounder, Salty, and Biscuit.  I’ll collect rocks and shells by the sea, wander the woods looking for little flora and fauna, and have a sunny studio to knit, paint, sew.   I’ll serve you coffee and chocolate chip cookies if you stop by. Sigh…ImageImageImageImage

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Hello Moon and Goodbye Sun


Leesburg Conglomerate


Selma Plantation House

We were blessed with a glorious day and I took advantage of it with a bike ride down a gravel road. Hidden treasures and a geologists dream.  The rock is Leesburg Conglomerate, the house is Selma Plantation.  Both worth a Google trip.ImageImageImageImage

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Zen wisdom

I love my page-a-day calendar, and I find extraordinary comfort from Zen and Buddhist philosophy.  I also, as past blogs show, love all things old and with rich histories.  This saying was from January 15th.  Dreary weather prevailing, this was my close comfort in longing for warm weather.  The artist is Wallace Nutting (1861-1941), and these belonged to my grandfather. I didn’t even have to put on mittens 🙂004005008011

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Sisters Little


Sisters Big

Not much text needed.  Most are picturesque and poignant.  Others well…ImageImageImageg1980-01-01 00.01.48-1 (2)Image005

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Mission Statement


This is a project from “Knitting Mochimochi” by Anna Hrachovec. It’s for my niece-sis don’t tell her 🙂


The fabric came from my mom’s favorite dress, circa 1974. Not even worthy of donation at this point. I took it apart and made bluebirds!


AKA Selvedge Mitt. To protect her privacy I won’t disclose my mom’s name… but you can guess ;0


Um, I’m the one on the right.

It occurred to me as I was looking over the posts that I haven’t shared things I’ve made, as was the original intent.  Truth is, reality looks a lot prettier than handmade.  Hokey comes to mind, and I’m not talkin about the Turn-Yourself-Around Clinic.  Sigh…  Anyhow, these are a few of my recent attempts at craftiness.ImageImage

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A recent trip home had me spending time looking through old photo albums, looking wistfully at the past.  It got me thinking about the difference between “missing” and “nostalgia”.  Merriam-Webster defines nostalgia as a wistful or excessively sentimental yearning for return to or of some past period or irrecoverable condition. Missing?  Well, I sure do hope summer is recoverable!  I found these pictures to aptly illustrate the point.ImageImageImageImageImageImage

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