What changes would you like to see in the world once this pandemic is over?
What changes will you make:
- to the way you live?
- to the way you treat others? the appreciation you show to people?
- to your relationship with God?
Be the change. 👩🏻💻
What changes would you like to see in the world once this pandemic is over?
What changes will you make:
Be the change. 👩🏻💻
Originally I made one of these just for me. I received so many compliments that I decided you might like one too. So I began making them for my shop.
I named it the Seaside Scarf because of the net-like pattern & the nautical bits I’ve attached to it. Shells, wooden beads, golden swirls, anchors, seahorses, sand dollars, lovely blue drops that look like splashes of water…. you get the idea.
These are gorgeous and can be worn several ways. I like to wear mine with the V-shape in the front. You can also double it over and loop the ends through. Or perhaps you’d like the V-shaped portion to hang behind you and have the ends loosely twisted in the front if you are, say…. at a more formal event or walking about sightseeing.
I have these scarves in four colors right now: marine heather, navy, sandy brown, and light blue. Each color has it’s own personality. Come to the website to see more photos! Click the link below and have fun browsing. 👩🏻💻
Is there anything better than being near water? Ocean waves breaking on the beach, the thunderous sound of a waterfall, or a burbling brook, they all bring peace and contentment.
If you haven’t figured it out yet I love water. The sound, smell, and feel of it. The glitter of sunlight sparkling on the surface… Is there a better gift in the world that we have been given?
These are the images I had in mind when I created the Waterfall earrings. I could envision the water dancing over the rocks of a stream and splashing upward in joy. I could hear it laughing as it rushed by. The stream I refer to is one I had fished with my husband last spring. I never had a bite and after a while I reeled in the line and laid the pole aside so I could just sit and listen to the water. He wandered downstream while I stayed on my boulder and absorbed the sound of the giggling water, the smells of the forest, and the warmth of the sun on my face. It was glorious.
Thinking back on that day I used the aqua blue glass beads and golden whorls to represent the water actions. The droplets splashing and catching the sunlight as it cascaded over the rocks and the circular motions of the eddies in the protected areas. These earrings are gorgeous and glow when they catch the light. I only wish that I could see them as I wear them! But I know they’re happily swinging from my earlobes and catching people’s attention.
Most of my selection of earrings have leverbacks. I’m terrible at keeping ear wires from falling out of my ear and have lost many well-loved earrings in years past. I do make some with ear wires because they lend a certain look to some designs. I recommend using the little rubber stoppers on the backs of the wires to help prevent loss. But if you want either type— leverback or ear wire— I’m happy to accommodate. Drop a note in your order at the link below. Happy browsing! 👩🏻💻
Living on the coast of Maine I’m inspired by the colors of the ocean, beaches, forests, and sunsets. It’s absolutely beautiful and a wonderfully calming place to be.
I want to share a piece of that with you through my products.
I began making earrings and accessories because I could never quite find the styles or colors I was looking for. Sometimes I want earrings in a long, swingy, carefree style. Other times I want classy, timeless sophistication. And everything in between!
As I began wearing my creations I received increasing numbers of compliments and suggestions to sell them. I resisted that idea for a long time. But then I thought ‘Why not?’ I enjoy the process of making these items. I love to create things that others will treasure and get joy from using. For about 35 years I’ve crocheted and knitted and crafted many projects that I’ve gifted to family and friends, sold in shops, or raffled off.
The happiness that goes into making each piece travels with it, and is a small part of me that I gladly send to you.
In my small shop you will find many styles of earrings, a lovely Seaside Scarf in various colors, tiny treasure bags, and nautical-themed ornaments that can be used on your Christmas tree or anywhere you wish to have a bit of nautical charm. I wear (or use) the prototypes of these creations to test the quality and happiness factor before I assemble the products to share with you. I want to make sure it will hold up over time with regular use and proper care.
I’m always creating new designs and products so stop by and check it out. You may find a treat for yourself or a wonderful gift for a loved one. The link below will open a new tab for you. Browse & Enjoy! 👩🏻💻
May the Lord shower you with blessings, peace, and comfort during this holiday season. I wish you all joy as the Holy Spirit fills your hearts 👩🏻💻 ❤️
It’s always been cold and unfriendly to me. Well, maybe not always. I remember snow-blown days of youth, several layers of clothes, two or three pairs of Gram’s hand-knit mittens, and a hand-knit hat pulled low to the eyebrows. Walking through the neighborhood with the snow swirling all around. Or sliding down the hill next to the house, stopping just short of the road where the snow was plowed up high. There was a steep incline on the other side of the house that was perfect for jumping off into mid-air and turning a flip, before landing with a poof in a deep snowdrift. A brief moment of weightless adrenaline. Then laying there for another snapshot in time, flat on my back, arms spread wide to the overcast sky, grinning. Floundering out of the soft snow, climbing back up to do it again. Sweet youth.
Ice cakes formed in the harbor and piled up on the shore. Huge, enticing, translucent light-filled aqua. A mystery that needed to be explored, but was forbidden. The heart pounding fear of sliding off of one into the smoking-cold sea kept us at bay. It meant instant death. Looking and imagining was all we needed. Winters were much colder then than they are now. Those big ice cakes no longer pile up on the shore, just small ones that are gone within a few days. Smoke on the water happens only briefly each season now. I remember long winters of a smoky harbor and ice cakes that formed in the water halfway to Greenings Island. My Mum shared memories of when the harbor froze solid and the men used to drive their trucks on it all the way across. It’s scary to think of as we struggle with climate change and all the changes that are coming with it.
Now for many years, winter means unbearable cold and stiffness in my body. Cold that touches my hands brings instant pain. My feet, layered in wool socks and heavy boots, still get cold quickly and have even more intense pain. When I was a young woman I would stick my bare foot out the front door into the first new snowfall, and take a picture of it, pink toenails on the white background. These days I shy away from the outside in winter and at the same time, remember the exuberance of youth and know that I’m missing so much. I push my limits with the technology of “hot hands” and “toasty toes” warmers that fit into gloves and stick to the bottoms of socks. But it isn’t enough. The wind pushes needles of cold through the fabric of my clothes, and down my neck. How does it do that when I’m wrapped so well, with so many layers?
This pain from cold brings its own blessings as it makes me realize all of the relationships around it. I appreciate the wood fire more, the shelter of the ice shack when fishing, the warmth of rum and good friends after a long snowmobile ride. I look at snapshots of us on the trail, smiling in the scenery, and can smell the fresh cold air. I wonder how many hundreds of pairs of wool mittens Gram made; her love for children woven into each stitch.
I still enjoy the quiet and solitude of a walk in the woods amid fresh and falling snow, surrounded by silence and steaming breath. Seeing fresh animal tracks in the snow and wondering how far ahead of me it is. I love the wonder that God gives us with the pure whiteness swirling around, falling from a grey and white sky, or the sun glistening on the new snow in blinding exquisiteness.
You see, even pain brings a new perception if you look for God around the edges. I’ve found that He has always wrapped my pain with blessings, when I’ve taken the time to look. 👩🏻💻
Take a moment to step back and view your life so far. Do you like what you see?
(This post is a conversation that I have been having with myself recently. I’m letting you in on it because I know that everyone has moments in their life when they reassess where they are, how far they’ve come, and where they want to go looking forward. If my self-talk helps you in any way then I’m happy– for you & for me.)
If you could go back to any point on your life’s timeline, knowing everything you know now, where would you land? What would you change?
Think about this for a few minutes.
Now think about where you are in the scheme of it all. Okay? Ready?
You still have a lot of good living to do. Don’t abandon your visions for your future. They are not the same dreams you had earlier in life and that’s to be expected. Your dreams and visions evolve with you as you walk through life. Looking at the rest of your life…..
I actually sat down and made a list of things from the past that I wish I could go back and change, or knowledge that I wish I had possessed. It was a wide-ranging list that included relationship-related things, monetary knowledge, career paths, activities that bring me happiness, health considerations, etc.
I spent a brief moment of time mourning those things that I wished had been different. Ultimately all my experiences have made me who I am though, and recognizing that made the slight sadness evaporate.
Begin taking those steps that will make your visions come alive. Live the life you see in your minds’ eye as closely as you can. 👩🏻💻
We mark our passage through time each year on our birthday by celebrating ourselves and the fact that we have been in the world for x amount of years. It seems foolish that we don’t also celebrate our parents (and their ancestors) with thanks and respect each year on the date of our birth. We are not the ones who did all the work of creating our little bodies, which grew inside of our mothers. All we did was appear when it was time. We should include paying our respects to our parents for all that they did to bring us into the world and raise us they best they could. The sacrifices they made, the dreams they set aside, the love they gave, the guidance they provided— and continued to provide long after we grew to adulthood and flew from the nest.
I know, I know, there is Mother’s Day and Father’s Day, but they seem so separate and cold. Forced almost, like some holidays. Wouldn’t it be cozier and more loving if we acknowledged our birthday as not only achieving another year of life, but as a family appreciation event as well?
From now on I’ll be spending a good part of my birthdays thinking about my parents and all who came before them. If not for every single one of them I wouldn’t be here. Even though Mum & Dad are both long gone from this world, I can still appreciate them, think of them, and take the time to look at my life from their loving perspective. I appreciate the work they did to keep the bills paid, a roof over our heads, and good food in our bellies. I appreciate all that they taught me— right from the first breath of life and into the decades beyond.
Think about it. Think about the myriad of skills you were taught or learned by watching your parents.
Some of the basics from my early years: Learning to walk, using a toilet, taking a bath, using silverware, playing nice with others and not cheating at games, learning to turn the other cheek when the kids at school were cruel, writing thank you notes, being considerate of others and sharing toys and food, learning to save money in a piggy bank, being honest and doing my best at whatever task I was faced with, working hard in school, and of course, the freedom to explore any book I wanted to read no matter how ‘old’ it was for my age because Mum recognized the value of knowledge and self-learning.
Some of the valuable lessons of my middle and older years: being on time for appointments, keeping up with healthcare, eating healthy, looking for the good in even the most difficult situations, caring for family not just every day but through the tough times too, and preserving & building on the family history that will be passed down through the generations so that family will know a bit about their ancestors.
Many lessons are just the basics of everyday functioning. But others have to do with character and being a strong, independent person. One thing Mum always said that has really stayed with me no matter what is “Better days are coming.” It’s the first thought I have when I have a bad moment, a bad day, an issue to work through, or whatever challenges me. Better days are coming. And it’s true. All things pass and circumstances usually improve or at least change to the point where you can get a fresh start. Solutions are found. New scenarios are had. These four valuable words keep me going when things get tough. Just four simple words passed along by a woman who had experienced much during her decades here on earth.
What wisdom has been passed along to you?
If you were to rename the birthday experience to include the celebration and appreciation of our family members what would it be called? 👩🏻💻
Labor Day weekend has come and gone. The tourists are beginning to clear out along with the mosquitoes. There’s a nip in the air every morning now that has me putting the big, fuzzy slippers on and tossing a shawl around my shoulders. Hot cocoa tastes like a dream as it warms its path downwards and makes my innards quiver with delight.
Autumn is here. It’s my favorite time of year. Brisk breezes, walking on beaches and trails that are no longer overcrowded, hearty stews and soups, sweaters and fleece mixed in with Indian summer days and star gazing evenings by the firepit.
All of these things make me want to pull out the projects I work on in colder weather: wool socks, afghans, scarves and hats. A quiet evening next to the window with a movie playing while knitting…..
What do you do to let go of the non-stop hectic at the end of the summer?
I saw on the news this morning that Americans waste 40% of their food each year. That’s a lot. Now think of this: as of 2017 (according to Feeding America) 41 million people in the Untied States were dealing with food insecurity. That’s 12.3% of households or 1 in 8 families. Yet we’re throwing food away at an alarming rate.
It seems like there should be more effective ways to deal with this. I had a thought— which I’m sure many others have thought of before me— why don’t we spend less money & effort growing manicured lawns and spend a bit of effort planting vegetables and fruit in our yards? While many of us have small vegetable gardens, or grow herbs & such, these are only a small fraction of our yard space. We could all be so much more independent and helpful to our neighbors if we used the bulk of our ‘lawn space’ to grow food instead. Think about that for a minute.
You say that not everyone can do this. You’re right. Some folks have physical limitations and can’t do it. So if you’re their neighbor can you help them? Or can you share with them in exchange for something else? Maybe a group of neighbors can get together and all help with planting and weeding, etc, and then all share in the bounty. Now think about that. You can imagine any amount of various scenarios that would work right in your own neighborhood.
For every roadblock or limitation there is a way to work around it or overcome it.
Apartment dwellers. Do you have a porch? Or a communal yard space? You can grow vegetables in pots. Or on rooftops. No land, no space? What if cities and towns set aside parcels of land for folks to have communal gardens? Or along sidewalks? In front of businesses?
In my mind’s eye I can picture all of this in place. I can see people helping each other and interacting, building friendships. Real people dealing with each other in real time. People outside working side by side without having their faces bent into their cellphones. I miss seeing people actually looking at each other and having conversations.
I’m a bit old school. I remember life before cell phones. I remember the phones attached to the wall with a limited amount of cord coming out of them. You had to get up and run to the other room to answer it. When your parents wanted you to come home they yelled for you out the window or called your friend’s mother. The point being that people interacted more and knew how to have actual relationships. I miss seeing that when I drive through a neighborhood. So what if we began building our human relationships again? Beginning with growing food is an obvious choice. People would compare notes on growing techniques, swap plants and food overabundance with each other. We would be doing something proactive about our food insecurity. My theory is this: if we spend time & effort growing some of our food we will appreciate that food more and waste less. All while growing our relationships and strengthening our society. Instead of reminiscing about the ‘good old days’ we could be living them!
I watched a Ted talk a few years ago and it has stuck with me ever since. It’s the inspiration which allows me to envision the bounty in each yard and public space that I pass. Given by Pam Warhurst from England (https://www.ted.com/talks/pam_warhurst_how_we_can_eat_our_landscapes#t-765782 ) it showed me how they made this work in England. A simple group of volunteers made such wonderful things happen. It made incredibly perfect sense. There were places everywhere where people grew vegetable plants in front of businesses, by the sidewalk, and anyone walking by was free to weed around them and take a share in the harvest if they wished. This is the kind of community I’d like to see. How awesome would it be to finally read a news report that showed us our efforts had eliminated hunger in America?
We have the power and we CAN.
We live in a world where we feel powerless every time we watch the news. The latest political outrage, mass shooting, drugs, disasters, etc. We can make a difference in our world in spite of all this. We can teach the next generation that changes can be made by individuals. We can show that when those individuals come together they are a very powerful force for good. We can all learn about this and be on the same page. We can come together and just do it. Talking about things and then letting them fade away is not the answer. The most powerful phrase that Pam used in her Ted talk, “we are all part of the solution” should inspire each and every one of us to do something. Watch the video and see if it inspires you. 👩🏻💻