Room with a Past

Room with a Past, Walnut Creek

The Get Along is blessed beyond
compare with beloved friends who
are as dear as family.  Our children
have grown up with these dear ones.

This shelf is now safely at
 home at the Pumpkin Cottage.

Jacob and Todd: two peas in a pod.

Dutch charm.

Dutch kisses.

Holly and Jessica.  Together in
glitter, sequins, and squirrels.

Crisps flags.

Brides and Grooms.

After shopping, we must attend to a bit of seed.

Sustenance, Babalou's, Walnut Creek. 

Yes, Jessica, Todd is adorable. 

Chronic Fatigue

My heating pad blanket is wrapped
around my shoulders.
My body is an open ache.
Damning attention, hampering
focus, and impeding my joyful
progress.  

Right now I am negotiating how
long I will allow myself to stay in bed. 
Strategically placing the heat down
the right side of my body.

I have plans this morning, so I have to get up,
and get out of the house.  On work days,
I just go, no thought just get up and get
out.  But on days off, I want to be
kind and considerate of my limitations.


Mr. Lee left me a thermos of
black coffee. A treat during my contemplation.

To feel content in all circumstances.
See how the child snuggles into
a safe place.

When I can't tolerate the pain,
I pray, as my mother taught me.
Prayer is a lullaby more powerful
than any drug.

John 10:9
I am the gate; whoever enters through me will be saved.
They will come in and go out, and find pasture. NIV

Pasture, a place of rest.

Our Lady of Guadalupe

Our Lady of Guadalupe
Pine Cone Diner, Point Reyes, California

Can you say YUM and charming?

Maybelline Roadtrip

For the past 8 years and a half years the Get Along has traveled
in Bad A** Mabel.  We've created lasting memories.  We traveled
with my mom and brought our beautiful little girl home from the
hospital.

Last Thursday, just before another road trip, Mabel's
warning service light went on.  Mabel will be fixed
by her new family.  She may have been vehicle, but to
us she was our ship to adventure.

 









We are not going to look back but forward.

Introducing Maybelline.
The Get Along heading north to the San Francisco
Bay Area.

The Golden Gate.

A beautiful clear day.

On Being a Late Bloomer

Truth be told.
I am a very late bloomer.
I wish someone had told me
you can make a living in
unconventional ways-and most
importantly-its okay.

 Frank Sinatra That's Life

I wish I'd stuck with
waiting tables, one of my favorite jobs,
maybe Monday to Friday with
weekends off.  It wouldn't
have been a long career because
my body failed me.

Trusting my art.
Teaching the at-risk
teenagers, I still love.

In my head, a reoccurring
theme developed.  You require
insurance and a safety net.
Plus the pang to have children
started young, a loud BEATING
drum.
 
Nothing academic just
BOOM BOOM BOOM.

 

Who I was at 15 is who
I am today.  My life  is
composed of a collection of 
the same things.
Jesus, saints, the holy ghost,
pumpkins, kale, a pink kitchen,
Birkenstock, embroidery (I like my grandmother's
embroidery, thank you), cross stitch,
canvas bags,
hanging clothes on the line,
gardening, granny crafts (way
before there was granny chic),
second hand (vintage),
handmade, libraries, street fairs,
comfort food, terracotta pots
filled with herbs, cottages, chickens and
kitties.

No evolution here.
The only thing different
is all the things defining
me are now popular.

Seed 2015: One Little Word

The love of gardening
is a seed once sown that
never dies. 

          Gertrude Jekyll

One Little Word  with Ali Edwards

Every thing I read, the music I select, and what I see is all
through my 2015 word: seed.

Matilda's Mouse, Valley Center