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p is for play, purpose, poetry

Play.

Originally there was a cat and then it became a tree.

Purpose.
cucumbers +tomatoes + paneer + olives + walnuts + olive oil + vinegar = bread salad without the bread

Poetry

 

o is for one

Sometimes I wish I could be interested in just one thing.

Sometimes I have to remind myself if I just do one thing a day I will be moving forward on something...

Sometimes I tell myself, one more day, one more week, one more row, one more page, one more hour...

 

n is for no

Thinking, what would a list of things I've said no to look like?

Today I said no to something so there would be time to sew.

m is for measure and make

It's too hot to iron so I used a ruler to measure and a rotary cutter to make these:

Too wrinkly to sew, they were dipped in water and are now drying.

It wasn't too hot to make cupcakes yesterday...

I didn't really measure for the frosting.  Some butter, cream cheese, powdered sugar and a spoonful of vanilla.

Blackberries from the garden.

Hmm,it was probably mean to post that cupcake...

l is for learn, light, lens, and love

But I have only two things to share tonight, because I have left it too late in the day...

Gooseneck loosestrife.

Layers.

Solar lanterns.

They might light the way.

k is for keep

I wanted more tonight.

I was thinking about the things I keep. 

Mostly old things.  Like this:

I was thinking about things that keep happening. 

That I keep doing.

That a keep, as a noun, is a type of tower in a castle.  The last place of defense during the Middle Ages in Europe.

Really, this is about the going.

To keep going.

So this is all I've got tonight.

j is for joy

Color and light are joy.

(Fused glass made by my mom.)

The garden is joy (mostly).

And play is joy.

I is for inspire among other things

The sky is one thing that inspires.

A short list: inquiry, investigation, multiple intelligences....

 

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P.S. One more "h"

The secret to getting a Hoya to bloom is to not water it for awhile and then give it a good drink.

The flowers barely look real. 

They inspire me.

h is for hazelnuts, hummingbirds, here, and hope

Here... Home but altered.

"Here" a poem by Pablo Neruda that I want to stitch into the robe/jacket that I am making. It's in The Sea and The Bells.

Here, there are hummingbirds in the hazelnut trees.

And squirrels. They climb out to the tips of the branches, causing  the tree to bounce, shake and shimmy.

Not much hope of there being anything left to ripen. 

I can hope for other things though...

g for gratitude and a few other things

Grateful that I didn't give up on the ginger. 

For abundant green grapes (that will turn purple in a month or so).

And for the touch of indigo that ended up on this cloth.

I hope it doesn't wash out...