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the crossroads of art and lifeYellow Blooms, Late February
Nine days after I brought forsythia branches indoors I found the first three flowers opening. By today—day eleven—the whole arrangement is showing off. Through the yellow tinged branches I can see a red cardinal flitting around in the falling snow. Two thirds...
Pears and Tulips. Snow Covered Branches.
Two nights ago R and I crawled into bed grumbling about snow and cold and wind. We've had our fair share of each lately. We love snow, usually. But winter was wearing us down. How funny, then, to wake up to winter paradise the next morning. It's like Mother...
Forcing Forsythia, the Love of Orange
As I typed the words 'forcing forsythia' I heard them spoken in the voice of Sylvester, the cartoon cat who always chased Tweety Bird. These metal industrial stools cheered me when I came across them this morning via Nest Design Studio. I do love orange, and a...
Drifting
Today's word: drifts. It's hard to measure a snowfall on a morning with the wind howling and snow blowing about forming clouds in the otherwise blue sky. We braved the weather to feed the animals, shovel some paths, clean off the cars. And now we're warming by...
Thinking of India During a Snowstorm
The snow is piling up, just as they said. For once the hype seems true. My main happiness is watching it obscure all the broken branches under the trees, and the last piles of garden debris I raked up but never hauled to the compost pile. And then there is the...
DIY, Felt Upcycled Mittens
On New Years Day I went to the studio. I thought I'd start the new year by making something. {A precedent to set for the year.} {A need to get my hands working with fiber after being up to my elbows in holiday food and wrapping paper for a few weeks.} The pile...
DIY, Moss Winter Garden
The days are lengthening, I can already tell. The chickens, who took a break from laying for a few weeks, are sharing an egg per day. Around now the indoor greenery is keeping my spirits up. The tips of narcissus are reaching toward the ceiling, and the...
A Fresh Path in the Snow
Today I took down the Christmas tree. The momentary sadness was instantly replaced with the euphoria that comes with moving the furniture around. I trimmed the rosemary plant of dry ends and woody twigs, filling the house with its piny scent, to replace the...
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