Part of the plan for yesterday was to figure out how to use a photo editing program. It wasn’t such and easy task and when I reached my saturation point for frustration, I headed upstairs to play with real paper. I had some leftover pieces from another project and started adding stitches and circles and soon I had a small book. The question was, What story does this little book want to tell? I returned to the computer and that photo editing program and like magic, I was able to make something happen! And as an added bonus, I found an idea for my little book. Lost and Found. A place to record those stories that too easily slip away after the moment is gone. Seems a good place for some weekend words.
and as she begins that quilt, she will find a piece of fabric that reminds her of another project that she saw in yet another magazine and she will head off to find that picture,
and when she finds that picture, she will need to pull out her ruler and cutter and begin to piece that new block,
and as she pieces that block, she will have to take a picture to show her friends,
and that picture will need to go on her blog,
and someone will comment,
and she will follow that comment to another blog,
and there she will find a quilt that she must make,
and then she will go back to the sewing room and . . .
*** inspired by Laura Joffe Numeroff
It seems late – the end of May. I have usually made a good beginning by now. But the last two years have been very wet and cold and I am happy to just be starting. Happier still that I have someone to share this passion of growing things and digging in the dirt. Today we cleared the beds, turned the soil, picked up a few starts, and found the netting that will keep small backyard friends out of our garden. It is a start in more ways than one.
A new month, a new plan.
Sunday stitches – doodling – pen, pencils, now translating to fabric. Each little square will hold a prayer, written on muslin, and stitched inside. Prayer pocket, prayer flag, prayer quilt? Not sure yet what it will be called. For now, I am focusing on the process of stitching, praying, writing, creating.
This month I had the opportunity to share some things that I love with people who are important to me. I invited my daughter and some co-workers to join the March Slice of Life Challenge. It wasn’t easy because it meant they might be reading my slices but I found the courage to make the invitation and it has been great to share slices and a love for writing with them. I also took my drum to preschool and shared my excitement about drumming with the children. My teachers have been asking me to do this for over a year and again, I had to get over my anxiety about not being good enough. Sometimes it is good to be in this position and to remember that our students might also have these feelings when they are asked to do something new at school.
But now, I can put on a happy face because it is time for drum lessons and that is one thing I know will make me smile. Nothing like taking the sticks to those drums to shift the attitude!
Usually I am looking forward to Friday and the weekend ahead. This week, I had my eyes set on Thursday. It would be my first day without an evening obligation. What would I do? Play the drums, sort the quilt blocks I made last weekend, do a bit of writing, perhaps some yoga? Probably all of the above. I am in need of a play-recharge kind of evening.
I have wanted to cook with tofu for a long time. I carry around this idea that it would be good for us to eat vegetarian once a week. I have even purchased tofu once or twice but after a few months in the fridge, I have tossed it out. What is the shelf life for tofu? This time around, only a few days after bringing home a package of tofu, I received an email with a tofu chili recipe. I had most of the ingredients and I knew I could ad lib for a few of them. My cooking style is improv anyway. So, there it is. Tofu, crumbled and cooking in a pot with beans and tomatoes and peppers. I wonder if he will notice that it isn’t meat?