3/27/15

Dreams do come true

 
The whole object of travel is not to set foot on foreign land;
it is at last to set foot on one's own country as a foreign land. 
~G.K. Chesterton


15 years ago chef and I were traveling from New York to California
 stopping in Santa Fe New Mexico
 massive wild fires raging at the time
we went to Moab Utah instead
 
Santa Fe and Taos has been on my bucket list for so long
Dreamt of visiting this magical place in the southwest forever
  the landscape, the art and Georgia.
 
I am.
in a round about way
My Norwegian passport expiries 
 no longer renewable locally in Missoula with a Norwegian Consulate representative
  New York, San Francisco or Houston
 are my choices
 
I picked Texas
...pretty clever
New Mexico is around the corner
 
 
In this case dreams do come true
 
 
 
Have a wonderful week
 
Love to all
 peace out beansprout!
 
 
 
 

3/21/15

Yarn scapes -by me


Montana
pine cones
yarn
antlers
ponderosa
rocks
 found 
by me

 Norway
I miss my home land
 the red, blue and white
 my mothers wooden knitting needle holder
adorned with rosenmaling
and cherished 
by me

Countryside
glass beads given
aspen leaf
Julian's oil painting 
 loved 
by me
Snowflake
natural yarn
 stones
 and flowers 
designed 
by me

Journey
a map
 pussy willow
 hand spun yarn
 by me

                           

Serenity
Feathers found 
 my dear Buddha
 a crochet rock 
by me

*****

As you can see these have little pieces of me in each image
 this has become my new way of combining all the things I love 
 a story
 photography
expressing my love for nature and yarn
 it all touches my heart

From now on I will always include a heart rock in my yarnscapes
signifying that I it comes from my heart

So next time you see one with a heart rock
 you'll  know it's by me

 *****

..... feel free to read between the lines.....



2/26/15

Love

 
How do spell Love - Piglet
You don't spell it, you feel it- Pooh
 
 I don't know if it's the year of the sheep
can't put my finger on it- feeling a renewed energy

 Mother nature is giving her best
nature is remarkable

 cool winter air so fresh and cleansing
  storms roll in from the west
 north winds whipping thru my hair as I do chores

then
  bright sun on my face that my body and soul craves this time of year
clear starry nights
 stillness

 unpredictable
 wild
peaceful at times

 life is just a little sweeter this year
 
Love


Letting things fall and fall apart where they may- leaves room for love
love starts finding it's way back in.
 
 little things in their grandeur
 sun rising over the mountain
catching snow flakes with my tongue
 warmth of the fire
 
walking miles with a dear friend
  laughter and a few tears
 shared
 it feels familiar
 
sweet warm nuzzle from my horse
hugs from my children
oatmeal
hot tea with lemon
my mothers voice
the twinkle in my husbands eye

Love.


Hunting and gathering
...little treasures keep finding themselves in my pockets these days
gifts from the earth
 
 collected and cherished
 something I did in my childhood
 
 a fallen leaf part of a forest, a feather that one day belonged to a mother or brother...
 a rock that was part of a stream
 I am reminded that we all belong
 to someone
 somewhere

Love.
It all adds up
 Love.
 it comes and flows freely
 full circle
 
 it starts...and ends there
I am feeling it these days

I hope you are too......