A Normal Kind of Peace

Peace.  It was a beautiful morning.  She woke up with the song Homeward Bound singing in her head.  She had always loved Simon and Garfunkel.  She watched the video on YouTube the concert in Central Park.  A lovely song in a lovely setting.  She pulled her hair back, put her shoes on and took Dixie out.  It was a warm but cloudy morning but it felt like spring.  It had been cold and snowy for a few days so the warmth and the lack of the wind felt good on her skin on this day.

The birds were chirping, not just one bird but she could hear the songs of many different birds.  Silently she just listened to the sounds of the birds talking to each other.  Then she heard the ducks, she looked up to see two of them together flying overhead.  I guess they were on a special date.  Silently she just stood thinking how beautiful it all was.  How normal, how sweet, how lovely a morning it was.

For a moment she forgot why it was so quiet and lovely.  It was a morning in April in the middle of a pan…

A Ball of Yarn and a Book

When I was a little girl my mother had to work in a store.  She was a sales lady in the millinery department of National’s Family Store, a precursor to Walmart.  When she couldn’t find a babysitter she would bring my brother and I to work with her and plant us at a table in the snack bar area for however many hours that she had to work.  We would eat lunch usually grill cheese and French fries both of which I still love today unfortunately.  She would give us two dollars each and tell us we could buy whatever we wanted.  I would usually buy a skein of yarn and some knitting needles, even back then I was always losing them and a book.  My brother could get whatever he wanted to and we would just sit there for hours happily occupying ourselves with our treasures.

Here I am at 60 years old still remembering the joy of spending that money on something I loved.  I was always a reader even as a small child and I loved the feel of books.  I loved to go the library too and I can still rememb…


I’m gonna veer off the beaten path today and speak about Jo.  Jo was my mother in law.  She was such a vibrant, loving woman.  She was a collector of quilts and needlework and loved the needle arts as much as I did.  I think that is how we bonded.  She was not a maker but she really appreciated them.  It is because of her that I sell my art, she was so supportive of my talent.  I would make her Scarlet Letter Samplers, so much harder than my usual fare.  I would make her embroidered gifts long before I tried to express myself through hand embroidery.  I used to make christening outfits and she bought a couple of them too, she used to say even the princes of olden days wore christening gowns.  The longer the better.  She framed them and they were on her walls.  Everything I made she loved, she was so very supportive.

She loved my son and my son adored his nana.  The sun rose and set on him.  She adored him from the very moment he was born.  I remember when he was little and did somet…

We don’t need 50 solutions we need ONE

We are Americans.  We care about each other and American values.  We’ve had presidents who have gotten us through wars, through 9/11, through assassinations, through impeachments.  Through lean times and prosperous ones. Who brought the country together instead of dividing it.  Who didn’t promote fighting with their relatives at Thanksgiving and calling everything a hoax.  Even if they weren’t the best president ever they brought us together in times of crisis.  Today as I listened to our president blame Andrew Cuomo for not ordering ventilators two years ago and Anthony Fauci blame New Yorkers for traveling around the country and giving Americans the Coronavirus I was really thankful that Andrew Cuomo took charge and quarantined us.  That he somehow got the tests that make our state the epicenter of this horrible virus.  It’s everywhere folks as shown by all of the stories I have shared.  In some cases these states that are not testing their citizens are held up as models by our pre…

Be Brave

I have always said that my son is the reason I wake up every morning.  He is in love and happy so I’ve kind of kept my distance from him lately.  The realization of this virus and how deadly it could be put me in a panic yesterday.  The thought that I may possibly die(irrational maybe)without seeing his face in person made me walk in the rain and visit him uninvited.  Raising him was the greatest job I ever had.  Raising your children is an honor.  So when you are in close quarters trying to get your work done and trying to keep your children entertained remember it is a gift you have been given.  Some day they will move on to lives of their own and you could be very alone and have to live with yourself for a while.  I am ok I’ve been living with myself the last few months but I do kind of wish this had happened 15 years ago so I could be with the people I loved.  Be safe.  Please stay healthy and when all this is over hopefully we all will remember what is most important.

This heart…

All You Need is Love

Well it’s been a while.  And what a strange trip it’s been.  This lovely pillow is available on Etsy.  Now for the strange trip so you can move on if you are only interested in my art.

I had a short lived Grub Hub career.  Making money delivering food is both easy and very hard.  I had quite the adventure culminating in a weekend that saw me delivering food to a recycling plant with hard hats and trucks and backing out about 200 feet, driving the wrong way on a one way street in Albany and locking my keys in the car while in a desolate mobile home park in the freezing cold.  I kind of loved it anyway and can see why people do it and why I might still do it after getting commercial insurance policy.  You can’t make a claim on your insurance if you are a driver for hire in NY state.  Luckily it was dark and there was hardly anybody else on the one way street.

I’ve been kind of putting my art and pillows on the back burner in order to conquer my dire financial si…

The Sun, The Moon and The Stars

What is the sun, the moon and the stars?
It is the beckoning of a greater force,
Greater than all of us.
Looking up into the sky, the sun, the moon and the stars beckon us, the great unknown,
They unite us.
We all look and see the same things for a day, a week, a month, eternity.
They guide us when we are lost, they give us direction, they illuminate the sky
They keep us company on a day at the beach or a dark night of the soul.

This piece is available on my Etsy shop.  You can find it here.