Showing posts with label change. Show all posts
Showing posts with label change. Show all posts

Friday, October 13, 2017

Autumn- The Changing Season





Autumn is a season of transition. Melancholy sets in for me at this time of year. It's a time for remembering how life is always
changing. I remember years gone-by, loved ones long deceased.
And yet, in the back of my mind, I know there will be Spring.

I have been taking lots of photos this changing season. My hands refuse to cooperate with needle and thread. A shift is taking place
with regard to my artwork also. I have decided to remove color
from my photos, focusing on light and shadow. Winter time is a perfect time for black and white.


What kind of change is taking place for you?






Take care,

Sue

Saturday, June 28, 2014

Quiet Reflection Sunday




So, what if, instead of thinking about solving your whole life,
you just think about adding additional good things. One at a
time. Just let your pile of good things grow.

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Well I cannot believe it is the end of June already!! This month
has flown by. Goodness, I want to say wait a minute, put the brake
on, let me get caught up, so I can enjoy the summer.

This past month I have been busy in my garden. Prepping the soil, planting seeds and moving existing plants around. I planted my garden ten years ago, so plants need to be moved to new locations.

Pretty soon it will be time for dyeing. I like to dye fabric using the
plants in my garden and vegetables
from the farmers close to my house. I consider dyeing my experiments. Sometimes they work, sometimes nothing happens, but I love it just the same. I'm known for throwing many things from nature in the pot. One day my daughter stopped over, she saw the pot on the stove and asked if I was making soup because it smelled so good. When I told her it was my dye pot she just groaned.

Well I hope you all are enjoying the summer so far and have fun plans ahead. 

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