Monday, June 20, 2011



The imaginings of artistic talent is inspiring and hard to resist no matter what form it takes. 
Creativity manifests as if by magic… 
something from nothing…

It’s not just  poetry that manifests as if by magic.  There are many art forms.  Embroidery happens to be one that is my bliss…I was taught the art of embroidery as a small child by my Mother.  I remember my first piece as if it were yesterday, a pre-made pot holder with a stamp of a Rooster on it.  I choose the colors black and red for my creation.  I recall stitching big awkward stitches while learning and then wondered, what happened?  Ha! I must say, it took me awhile to learn the lesson of patience.  My husband says that I am still learning that lesson.  I remember thinking, embroidery isn’t as fast as colouring. My Mom’s voice still echoes in my head…"the smaller the stitch, the neater your work”  Now I understand why the next piece she gave me was cross stitch.  Despite my impatience, I persevered and continued to stitch with enthusiasm.  In a very short time I came to love embroidery.  I soon had my own hoop, needles, threads and of course we can’t forget the tiny scissors. To this day I still prefer to use my little vintage hoop which belonged to my Grandmother. After many years and numerous projects, I finally have mastered the smallest of stitches.

 You won’t always find traditional colours in my embroidery, no colour choices which are typically expected.  I tend to have an outside the box approach for my needlework art.  “Who says you can’t have an orange daisy with a purple center”.   I embroider much the same way that I use to colour as a child, with a free spirited whimsy-like mischievous outlook, which I continue to draw on for inspiration today.  “Purple puppies, blue bunnies, aqua peonies,…why not?”.    I guess you could best describe my embroidery style much like that of a kaleidoscope. The effect is much like a pansy…ah the pansy my muse!  This multi-coloured tough little perfectly delicate flower understands the mischievous diverseness of nature.

 I love to embroider so much, that I have completed many, many samples with no particular agenda or plan as to how to use them. My imagination stirs and I picture one of a kind keepsakes, such as cushions, bags, purses or stuffed animals. While embroidering I get lost in bliss.  It serves as a form of meditation and now that summer has arrived, I will be out on my front porch sipping lemonade, sewing the smallest of stitches, all while creating something from nothing,

Red Work

something from nothing…


Saturday, June 11, 2011

Twice As Nice

 Best Friend
 A poem written by Hallie (9)

Snugly cute friend,
a great TEDDY BEAR
is always wear you leave it,
It’s there to help,
its there to play
and sleep with you
It’s a great listener too...
Some kids say a teddy bear

~ི♥ྀ ~ʚįɞ~ི♥ྀ ~ʚįɞ~ི♥ྀ ~ʚįɞ~ི♥ྀ ~ʚįɞ

Little Fairy
  A poem by Emilie (9)

One little fairy
was gracefully flying in the sky
She went to every garden 
leaving a surprise
In the morning people woke up
and checked there gardens
to find them sparkling beautifully...

My beautiful granddaughters trying their hand at poetry.
Posted for Friday Poetically with Brian Miller, who asked that we share
something written with or by a child. 

Monday, June 6, 2011


The news harrowed my very soul 
They cut deep exposing unforeseen anguish
My heavy heart weeps for thy
Grieved to lose such a special friend
The sting of death breaks us open
Exposing our hearts to bleed
Bereft of the fullness of time
My thoughts are seized by the hereafter
My imaginings are held captive, unable to flee
I will not say goodbye my friend
Instead, I will bid you an emotional farewell

My heart is heavy this evening…My 2nd cousin Jacqueline Sleeper Russell passed away on May 30th, 2011  I will be forever grateful to Jacki for sharing all of her wonderful research on our Family Tree.
If it weren’t for meeting Jacki, I would never of known about my Great, Great Grandfather being an author and poet. I am so thankful for Jacki coming into my life…She will be missed. 
Dearest Jacki

Thankyou ...How can such a small word ever say what I want it to mean.
I will be forever grateful to you and I will always treasure our friendship.There really aren’t any words to convey how much I appreciate your coming into my life…I believe it was meant to be….
"Roots made us cousins...Hearts made us friends"


Your Cousin