Saturday, August 06, 2016

Where Has The Summer Gone

The kids are already back in school.  Seems they have shorter and shorter Summer vacations each year.  When school starts has always signaled the end of Summer for me, but the Summer Holiday used to last until after Labor Day.  My internal calendar is more and more confused.  The heat and humidity certainly aren't paying attention to school schedules.  It has been oh so hot and humid here that we feel like we have moved to a tropical jungle rather than East Tennessee.  I watch through the window as the weeds grower taller and thicker, and long for cooler temps so I can go out and trim them.  I am not aging well, aging---most definitely, but in a very worn and ragged way, and the humidity becomes more and more unbearable for me.  :/  I haven't even spent any time on my kayak or bicycle this Summer!!! ~(  I know that some  of that intolerance is due to the medication that I'm on, but it is oh so frustrating. 

We haven't had much rain this Summer either, and my soul starts to shrivel up without some clouds and rain.  When I do see some drops of nectar falling from the sky, I run out into it, and turn my little wrinkled face up to soak up those drops.  :)

The Fall quilting magazines are coming in now.  I love Fall.  May be my most favorite Season of the year.  :)  Yes, I still get a couple of quilting magazines, I still collect the occasional bit of fabric, I still dream and drool over all the luscious quilts being made and shared out yonder in cyberspace.  I'm still a 'wannabee' quilter.  :D  Maybe this coming Fall and Winter will be my seasons of piecing and quilting.  I'm still obsessing over churn dash and flying geese quilts.  Love the idea of the giant blocks of these made into quilts. 

I have been using a 'special needs' computer for several years now, and it finally gave up the ghost on me.  This new one is a joy to use.  Transferring pictures from my camera to the computer was a major pain.  Now I can transfer them with ease.  The simple things that I am spoiled by...So I will share a few of the scenes from here at Ships Landing from the Spring.  More later.

Tuesday, July 12, 2016

An Everyday Manifesto---Something to Strive For


Today, I am alive.

"Today, I choose to believe in myself. To trust the vision of the future I intend to create. To know that I have the internal resources to accomplish my dreams. That in the face of uncertainty and fear, I have only to move forward confidently in the direction of my endeavors and to trust that I can handle whatever comes up along the way.

Today, I face the uncertainty and realize that fear is only an emotion—an emotion that is only one controlled thought away from exhilaration. If I am presented with multiple directions to take, I choose the one that brings the most fear, because the more outside my comfort zone I go, the more I grow.

Today, I choose exhilaration. Today, I wake up with the knowledge that life is finite and that I have no idea where the finish line is. And so, today is beautiful, because time is precious and the only resource that I can’t create more of. I therefore choose to spend it on the people and projects I love, as much as I can. And when faced with unpleasant situations, choose to remember that all is well and that getting through them only adds to my strength and resolve.

Today, I choose not to worry what others may think of me. The opinion of others does not affect the opinion I have of myself. While some may question my choices, they are not intimately aware of what has brought me to this point, where my heart and hopes are for the future, and how today fits into my bigger picture overall. Therefore, any criticism rolls off my back and any praise is met with humble gratitude.

Today, I forgive myself the mistakes I’ve made. Realizing that a mistake is only an opportunity to become aware of a gap in knowledge, and learn for the future. I don’t need to pretend to be perfect and it’s okay to not have all the answers.

Today, I choose to approach life and others with open-mindedness, curiosity and appreciation. I have but one perspective on the world, so the more I learn about others and their journeys, the more I can expand my own viewpoints and horizon; thereby increasing my understanding, compassion and wonder. Today, I appreciate that we all have our own paths and judgement will only limit my own.

Today, I give myself permission to follow my own pace. If I need to rest, I do so—without playing the tape of should-dos and have-tos. If I have the energy, I use it to move things forward. If I feel social, I connect. If I need time to contemplate, I find solitude. There are constraints of chosen responsibilities, but I stay as true to my natural rhythm as I can.

Today, I choose to be authentic. I choose to be happy. I choose to love. To play. To dance. To run. To be afraid. To trust. To cry. To change. To follow my heart, and break it. To challenge myself, and to be easy on myself. To use my talents and chase my passions. To travel. To learn. To grow. To laugh. Out loud. A lot. To not take myself or life so seriously, for death is the great equalizer. Today I live.

Today, I am alive."

Author: Jennifer Sabetti
Editors: Emily Bartran; Ashleigh Hitchcock

Monday, July 11, 2016


“There are things you can’t reach. But
You can reach out to them, and all day long.
The wind, the bird flying away. The idea of god.
And it can keep you busy as anything else, and happier.
I look; morning to night I am never done with looking.
Looking I mean not just standing around, but standing around
As though with your arms open.”
― Mary Oliver

Monday, July 04, 2016

Happy 4th of July

Have a safe and wonderful Holiday from all of us here at Ships Landing

Happy Birthday, USA! 

Happy 4th of July

Sunday, July 03, 2016

July is Under Way

And the hot, humid days have already driven me indoors, except for early in the mornings and at dusk.

The wild raspberries came early this year, and the sweet nectar on my tongue makes me long for fields of fruiting raspberry bushes.  Is there anything that compares to the taste and texture of sun-warmed raspberries straight from the canes to the mouth?

Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Happy Summer Solstice and Family

A small family gathering to spend time with a nephew and his family that are relocating to France for 3 years.  So glad we had the time together.

Friday, March 04, 2016

Mad Hatter March and Vulnerability

I just celebrated one of those Big 0 birthdays the latter part of February.  I have been here now for 60 years, and frankly it is totally mind-boggling.  It has led to some deeper thoughts and questions, hence the following quote, which I love:

"The only choice we have as we mature is how we inhabit our vulnerability;  how we become larger and more courageous and more compassionate through our intimacy with disappearance,  our choice is to inhabit vulnerability as generous citizens of loss,  robustly and fully,  or conversely, as misers and complainers,  reluctant and fearful,  always at the gates of existence, but never bravely and completely attempting to enter,  never wanting to risk ourselves,   never walking fully through the door."
David Whyte    Consolations

Monday, February 01, 2016

Welcome Fun and Fabulous February

Upon a day that legends say hog shadows can foretell
The ending of the hoary winter season,
A child was born one early morn between heaven and hell,
Between the warmth of spirit and cold reason.
🌿The year was old, the winter cold, yet tiny shoots of grass
Still bravely pierced the hardened frosty rime –
Their shoots unbowed they stood the vow that like the newborn lass
The spring would quickly grow and reach her prime.
☀ For from that start twixt head and heart a small girl bathed in milk
Would grow to be the saint of three great arts –
She would exalt distiller’s malt, weavers craft, poet’s ilk –
All treasures from the soul’s liminal parts.
🌿Our faith is clear in times most drear, when earth is bleak and frigid –
The gods did send a guide, a friend, to all in lovely Brigid. ~Buddy Dawn ☀ 🌿☀ 🌿☀ 🌿☀ 🌿☀

Sunday, January 24, 2016

This past week has been a void in time.  Snow  came earlier than was predicted and we had not done storm prep.  Randy was in Knoxville on Tuesday, coming home on Wednesday but snowstorm on Wednesday kept him in Knoxville until Thursday.  Still couldn't reach our house.  Car stuck in a ditch and someone gave him a ride in on an ATV.  And we have been snowed in ever since.  Intermittent power.  Feeding the woodstove to stay warm.  Conserving cell phone batteries by not spending time chatting on them or on the internet.     Here we are on Sunday morning and it is beautiful outside.  So much bright sunshine, and blue blue skies, and lots of snow.  We are beginning to feel a bit of cabin fever but remind ourselves of our good fortune to be in a place of warm shelter and food when so many others are stranded in cars, on highways, flooding in other places, and many more inches of snow than ours for others.  

When the power is on I'm in a rush to get soup made, and a pot of chili, things that are easier to heat up on the woodstove.  Wash dishes, make sure there's coffee in the thermos.  Water bowls full for pups.  Heaving huge sighs of relief that the tubs are filled so we can flush commodes.  Shovel spots for pups to do their business outside (that they sometimes use and sometimes deem it necessary to go out into the deep snow to try to find their scent.   I'm worn out just from going from window to window, chair to chair to stove to chair to other chair, outside for wood, back to the chair, or the other chair, feed the birds and commiserate with them on how cold it is for them and how hard for them to find food in snow...and so the path of this past week has gone...hard to know with certainty what day it is.  Interesting how at the beginning it always feels cozy and snug and time for reading and reflecting and going at a much more quiet and gentler pace...then the inner restlessness starts to build and the urgent need for fresh air on your skin.  Too restless to settle into hand sewing or quilting.