Playdate

Having the kids here, driving them up and down the backbone of Colorado to the airport, playdates (what else can you call what they do here?) concerts, hunting and gathering, the quest for sun and water. I'm sure you get my drift here. Along with my daytime job, and my suddenly active doll etc. business (I'm making a second quilt and matching teddy bear), I'm gripping the days with fingers extended to their maximum.
They're at someone else’s house this week; I can attempt to clean around their triple parked "stuff".
and finish the quilt and bear, and start the next doll- a centerpiece for an autumn foyer display for a woman who lives near you. Autumn? Summer? Did winter actually end? And now it's peeking over the Rockies at me again.
Ok, going to take a shower now ttyl

susurrus24: another Sale on Etsy!!!

susurrus24: another Sale on Etsy!!!http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=27638047

another Sale on Etsy!!!

woohoo!!! A nice woman, who collects dolls has purchased Samantha Jane!! She will be wearing an ivory dress and autumn leaf patterned apron. this is what she says:
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Thank you for writing me. I was wondering if it would be possible to have an autumn leaf pattern pinafore over a cream or ivory dress. We just moved into our new home and she will be one of my main decorations this fall. I have been collecting large homemade dolls for several years, but none of them compare in quality to your dolls. Thank you for making her for our family. Jo Ann
12 July 2009 12:35pm EDT


I rock!!!! Yep, sometimes the quilts that come out looking like dolls are worth all the effort!!

sometimes.......mmmm.........maybe?

on every other day, in the long linked necklace of my days, I attempt to dig a deep convoluted hole through the rich, loamy earth of my psyche and create a bloody quilt. Sometimes it works........and sometimes........maybe not. Unfortunately, when the creative types who design human beings were handing out patience, I was in the french fry line. Right.....everything is relative. Hey, it takes a long time to make french fries and I can wait for that !!!! It would be so much easier if the quilts, etc.. that live in my my brain could be instantly translated to the top of my bed. good luck with that, Nana.

It has been a year since I held you in my arms......

tomorrow they arrive.....it has been a year since I held them, kissed their baby smooth skin. All that is left to do is make their beds, and make sure my stock of peanut butter is up to snuff, and pray that the hungry Pacific is busy doing something else while their plane crosses so high above. Is it possible to keep an airplane in the air merely by the force of love for the occupants? So high, so far away.

The Source
The streets of Chicago…In the springtime of the year you can taste the flowering,and feel the silky air caress your skin.At dusk, in summer you can hear the streets sigh with relief as the sun sets and humid air rises like a twirling, cartwheeling tap dancer leery of touching down on the moist, spongy asphalt.
In the autumn the smell is smoke.And sounds are crisp, and children crunch and stomp through fallen piles of leaves.And pump to the sky on rusty chain swings; head down, feet up.
And winter will take your life if you don’t know how to sidestep quickly.The purple sky is bruised and hurting and mean enough to punish you,you the innocent watcher,for no reason.
But winter also sings; the voice is icicles; tinkling bell notes,glittering in streetlights, mesmerizing your mind,drawing you slowly over icy sidewalks,searching for the source;the source of sound,and light,and warmth.

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