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Hello Sunday, Gee you come around so fast, it seems like time flies between each time I sit here to write but in truth so much happens in a week. When I look back on it I think of all the great people who visited the studio. I think of all the laughs I had with the crowd I work with. And I think of yesterday lying on the beach for an afternoon with a book and my daughter beside me. About hearing my son walk in the door and lay down his bag to stay the night at the shore. It was a good week. Last week I wrote that I was feeling a bit off and so many of you responded that sometimes you felt tha ..read more

Good Morning, I have not been reading quite as much as usual. Have you? Last night I decided to start a mystery novel and that has helped. It is a carry me away kind of book. I chose an Anne Cleeves novel with the Vera, the inspector. I find all that grimness a weird bit of comfort. It makes me think back to a book club that I was a member of in my thirties. At that time I had never read a mystery novel. In fact I was a bit snobby about them. I liked, what I felt at the time, were more “literary” books. I think then I cared more what people thought of my reading taste. In that club, one membe ..read more

Hey there, It’s Wednesday but I wanted to tell you something. I have a little dressing room off my studio. Don’t get jealous. It is not like one you’d see on House Hunters. It is just a room I put a big rolling clothing rack in and a second hand refurbished vanity that I bought from Peter at the junk store down the street. But it is my space to get ready for whatever my day might bring. When I sit at it to get ready in the morning I feel like Audrey Hepburn until I lean into the mirror. Then I see that it’s just me and I am still happy. I love to get ready. To get ready for the day. Or in t ..read more

I came into my yard after my morning walk and I saw the branches in their baskets from Christmas looking so forlorn. It was not til the last couple of days that they were thawed enough to pull apart. I carried them to the fire pit. It is way past time. At Christmas these baskets were a welcome home. Right now they are a reminder that I am out of step with the present. Today my doorstep is free and clear of any encumbrances. It is no longer a reminder of things that need to be done. It feels good. I am a list maker but that doorstep never made it to the list. When I put things on my list, t ..read more

I was walking down the road and thought I should make oatmeal cookies. I do that on my walks. Think about what I am going to eat to make up for the walking. I decided they would have too much sugar. No cookies. So then it dawned on me . What about biscuits , oatmeal biscuits cause there is not much sugar in biscuits. So I came home a googled around and made up this recipe from three or four I found online. I just had two and now need to go for another walk this afternoon.   1/2 cup Shortening, 2 cups flour, 3tsp baking powder, 1/2 tsp salt , 2 tbsp brown sugar. Mix together with a fork, cutti ..read more

Like you, most likely, I cannot remember a time that I stayed at home so much and focused on my life, my art, and my work. This morning, here and now in this place I am seeing this as a time to love my life. To nurture it, to cultivate it, to prepare it for growth and change. It is a time to be. A time to learn. A time to make. Through out these days I have times when I have felt scared or stressed. For me, I always turn to faith. Faith in my family and my community. Faith in God and faith in humanity. Faith right now, regardless of your spiritual inclinations is important. We need it in o ..read more

This hooked rug was created as a tribute to domesticity. Flowers on the table. An oriental carpet underneath the table. A wooden floor. Clay vases. All the things I love. They are the comforts of home. When I walk into my house at the end of the day and see the flowers, feel the rug under my feet. I am soothed. In this time that we are all facing together, we are getting back to domesticity. We are in touch with our homes, our families. It is not easy, this time. Right now I feel so grateful for my quiet home. I am comfortable. There is food in the fridge. There is  a yard to go out in with ..read more

I love working with Briggs and Little Yarn. I love that they make colours for the studio that are just our own. They dye them especially for us. That is just so cool. For us they are local. A small family owned business that has been passed down through the generations. This palette is about meandering through the side roads of the county. They are the colours we see on a Sunday drive. I love watching the fields whiz by my window. Seeing them alight with golden rod does my heart good. I am happy to get in the car and take off for a run in a Sunday afternoon. Today I took these woils an ..read more

I came home from work today. I laid down my leather book bag and I thought that so much has changed in a week. This time last week I was thinking about completely different things and all those things seemed so important. They still are important to me just not as important as I had thought. This week I am thinking about the importance of everyone doing their very best. We have to count on our communities members to listen & to follow the guidelines from Health Canada. We have to count on people to wash their hands, to keep their distance, to quarantine. We still have to count on each ..read more