19 May 2018

in my garden...

We've had mostly rain/thunderstorms for the past week.  Yesterday during a small break in the weather, I went out to check on my little patio garden.  

My cherry tomato is blossoming, the cucumber plants are growing well and getting quite tall.  Something is eating the outer petals on my dahlias and my hydrangea has an abundance of budding blossoms.  The jalapeno has several fruits starting.  This ruby-throated hummingbird was hanging out on the tomato cage this morning.  I love seeing them dart in and out of the trees.  I rarely see them so still.  The san marzanos are doing amazing and I hope I get lots of tomatoes.  In that last photo, it seems I have a volunteer pumpkin coming up in the cherry tomato planter.  We'll see what happens.

That's about all to share today.  I'm exhausted for many reasons, and am thinking of going to bed (even though it is only 6:20pm). 

What's growing in your garden?

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love & blessings

15 May 2018

arting my feelings...

In a previous post, I shared part of an art journal page based on the physical pain I was experiencing at the time and the resultant emotional turmoil.  I'd started three different pages during that time.  Each was a little different, but all revolved around what I was going through.  I think I was hoping doing it was a way of purging myself from pain.  

All I know is that I made three pieces of art in my journals and I felt a little better for it.  I also know that one of those pieces, I really love. 
A lot of the time, when I'm feeling my worst, I'll lay in bed with my earbuds in listening to music.  I know that sounds counter-intuitive when dealing with a migraine/severe headache but for me it helps to calm me down and breathe through the pain.  This journal page is based on one of the songs I listened to.  It spoke right to how the physical pain was making me feel and I was inspired.

 The writing in the background are the lyrics to the song.  I wrote it over and over until I filled the page.  I don't want to tear the page out of the journal so I'm thinking of doing another similar or trying to improve this one on canvas or wood panel.  If I do, I'll probably show it here.  :-)

And here is the full page.  As you can see, I spilled a bit of paint and tried to incorporate it into her hair.  But...well, I'm proud of her.  I make a lot of art that I'm not proud of, or that I like but don't think it is good enough to show.  However, she declared she wanted to be out in the world.  So, here she is...

The song that inspired her is "Deep End" by Ruelle.  If you want to hear the song, you can go here

I wish I could remember where I heard the song.  I *think* it was the trailer for the new Freeform show "Siren", but I can't swear to it.

Anywho, paint should be dry on my current project so I should get back to it.
Hope you are having a great day!

Tell me, do you do anything to help you cope when you have pain or just to help deal with everyday life?

Thanks for stopping in for a read...
love & blessings


14 May 2018

weekend adventures...

I was going to share my big project from this past weekend, but when I looked through my archives, I found I'd already shared a very similar post.  So, to see how I spent my Saturday morning, click here.  :-)

Yesterday, I received a panicked call from my neighbor telling me to come to the front door of her house.  Upon arrival, she directed me to her back door where I saw this...

Now, keep in mind that she is deathly afraid of snakes.  Of course, she was freaking out.  I asked her what she wanted me to do and she said get rid of it.  

Last year during my first few snake wrangling experiences for her, I'd told her I wouldn't kill a snake unless it was poisonous.  I wouldn't kill those either, but I have major flashback trauma of not being able to go in my grandad's yard without a shovel or hoe due to all the baby copperheads for a few summers.

I found his head, he'd been drinking out of the plant tray, and had a little talk with him.  I explained how he was kind of in danger if he hung around in her yard as she'd probably kill him if she saw him again, but I assured him he was welcome to hang out in my yard and patio and I'd not bother him at all.  I think he was mostly annoyed because he made his way across her yard to the outside of her fence (opposite my side) where he curled up under (or maybe in) a boxwood. 
She was still freaking out and wanting me to take him to the woods.  I told her just cause he went into the woods, didn't mean he'd stay there!  :-)  I think he was at least 4 feet long but was very skinny.  It didn't look like he'd eaten anything in a while.  He sure was a pretty little black rat snake. 

So, that was my exciting time on Mother's day.  Haha.

How was your weekend?  ;-)

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love & blessings


01 May 2018

in my garden... beltane edition

Happy and Blessed Beltane to you all! 

I hope you've been able to spend a little time with nature.  We are having summer like weather and I'm trying to enjoy it a little at a time.  Yesterday was breakfast on the patio and tomorrow I'm hoping/planning for a trip to the farmers market for fresh strawberries.  They've been coming in for a few weeks now but I've yet to taste one.  Soon!!

The rose bush above is one the previous owner had planted.  It's a knockout rose, which I'm not that fond of, but it certainly does bloom profusely.  It was more than double that size last month, but I cut it back and now it is covered in blooms.  The peonies, also planted by the previous owner, are ready to burst and the ants are swarming for their take of the sweet nectar.  I so love peonies, but really don't like the ants!

My blueberry bush (top photo) survived the winter and has more berries on it than ever.  I'm very excited for those to ripen up.  It's still potted as I can't quite figure out where to put it in the ground.

I'm taking it easy with the plantings this year.  Most of my household plants died off this winter and I'd like to start building them back up.  I have some ideas for making a little garden patch in my little patio garden, but I don't want to rush into anything and give myself too much a chance to fail.  So a few pots of herbs this summer, maybe a tomato and pepper in a pot and that will do me.  

Tell me, what's going on in your garden?

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love and blessings

29 April 2018

full moon influences...

I thought I'd share some of my favorite full moon pictures I've taken over the years, on this Full Pink/Wind Moon.
I'm still not sleeping well.  Last night was a very weird one.  I went to bed early, around 12:30a, which is very early for me lately.  It was probably 1 or so before I drifted off.  Should have been a very good sleep night for me.  But...something/someone else had other ideas.  I kept jerking out of sleep, heart racing, breathe either stuttering in my chest or no breathe at all.  I am one of those people who when startled, freeze up completely.  I can't move at all, no matter how much I want.

Each time I awoke, I would listen and try to hear what disturbed me.  One time it was a sound of knuckles against my bedroom window.  The other times it was whispering in my ear, or the sound of footsteps, or feeling something brush against my exposed skin or my favorite, the creaking table. 
It seemed like every 30-45 minutes I was jerked out of sleep. So, of course, I'm exhausted today.  But sometime during the mostly sleepless night, I felt a stirring deep inside.  When I finally woke for good this morning, I was ready to start the day.  

Not like I have been lately, but like I did, before I became so ill.  I got up, planned out a few things for the day whilst showering and, after dressing, opened all the blinds in my home.  I wanted to see the sun.  So what if I have to wear my sunglasses inside all day.  Let some light, in dammit!  So...

I think the moon spoke to me last night and has given me energy all day.  (As well, as some others speaking to me)  I've done some cleaning, grocery shopping, planted a few things in my little garden, fixed and lit a full moon candle and picked a made a little flower bouquet from mine and my neighbors (she doesn't mind) garden as an offering to the moon and the spirits.  Now dinner is on the stove and I've done a little sketch.  

I feel, well, alive.  For the first time in a long time.  The pain in my head is still there and making me want to stab myself with a hot poker, but I'm so tired of letting it win.

Thank you Grandmother Moon, for giving me this push.  I hope I can make you proud.

How do you feel when the moon is full?

Thanks for stopping in for a read.
love & blessings

ps...I mentioned last post about finding a clinic to seek treatment.  Well...I contacted on in Michigan and went through all the calls/questions/etc and was rejected.  They said they thought I'd do better at a facility closer to me.  I knew when I finished talking with the nurse that they wouldn't take me.  And two days later they called to say sorry, try somewhere else.  Oh well...I've just found that CBD is legal in my state, so I'll be searching out some of that this week and I have another idea up my sleeve.  I may try another clinic.  But, I can only take so much rejection.  haha.  xoxo 

pps...I'll tell the story of the creaking table soon.  :-)

23 April 2018


Thank you for your comments on my last post.  I've always heard that getting things out/writing them down helps to work them out of our systems.  I haven't found that to be true, but it does help, reading your comments and suggestions.  It means a great deal to me when someone takes the time and energy to comment on my posts, even just to say hi.  

Last week was one of the worst pain weeks.  Just when I think the pain can't get any more intense, it shows me how very wrong I am.  At one point, I was curled up in the fetal position, in the dark of the night and still had to put my sunglasses on to break the little bit of light noise seeping in through the blinds.  I think it is time to take the suggestion of one of my doctors and contact an inpatient facility that specializes in my situation.  I haven't done it prior as I didn't think my insurance would pay for it and disability is a very small income to live on.  I suppose if I could get better and find some relief it would be worth going into debt... maybe?  We'll see...

I've found a little making time here and there over the pasts several months.  The top photo is part of a journal page I did that was inspired by last weeks meltdown.  I actually have two more pages in the wip stage, also inspired by that episode.  Lying in bed in the middle of the night, unable to sleep due to the pain, I kept getting flashes of images in my head.  I found my sketchbooks and using the dimmest light I could manage (as well as my ever present dark sunglasses), I sketched out the beginnings so as not to lose the ideas.

The second photo is of my completed Tarheel Scoreboard.  The Heels didn't have a very good season, so there is not nearly enough blue to suit me.  But, I gave it to my mum and she seemed to like it.  I'm not sure if I'll do one next season or not.  I'm still working on my Steelers Scoreboard from last season.  I'm such a slow knitter.  

The last two photos are watercolors.  I was inspired to try a new technique after watching artist videos on instagram.  (although I can't remember the artist right now)  These were made last month I think.  

Well, that is all for now I suppose.  Even with sunglasses the light from the screen is too much and is causing increasing pain.  Time to rest for a bit.

What have you been making lately?

Thanks for stopping in.
love & blessings


30 March 2018


I spend most of my time wishing.  At least, that's what it seems like most days.  I wish for lots of things as I'm sure most people do.  I wish for more friends, I wish for cooler or warmer weather, depending.  I wish for love.  I wish for peace.  I wish for strength.  I wish for talent, people to talk to, someone to clean the house.  :-)

Mostly I wish my life was different.  I wish that I wasn't in extreme pain every minute of every day.  I wish I wasn't just existing, I wish that I was living.  I wish I was brave enough to change my life.  I wish I was brave enough to just try.

I was very hesitant when I moved to this house last May.  There were many challenges that I wasn't sure how to face, but there were more pros to living here than there were cons.  I was ready to move within two months.  But, I'm still here.

I have been looking.  I search the net several times a week looking for a place in the mountains.  I've found a few places that looked promising.  I'll get excited about it and decide to call and make an appointment to drive up and look.  Then...well, then I get scared.  I'll have a really bad day - pain wise.  I'll fall, or pass out, or lose time.  Then I think, I can't move.  I have to stay here.  Living several hours from what little family I have, knowing no one around.  What am I thinking?  Move?  That's crazy!  And I'll settle in to staying here and figuring out how to make the best of it.

Then a few days later the urge to go comes over me again and I'm back on the merry go round.  

This past winter was rough.  Wishing...spending so much time just lying or sitting staring into space...wishing.

I wish I was brave and could take a leap of faith.  But I think I've lost my faith right along with my strength, my memory, my balance and my life.  

I don't know how to stop wishing and start doing.  That's what everyone says, right?  Stop thinking and start doing.  

I really wish I knew how.


ps...I have spent a lot of time wishing to blog again...so I guess it's a start.

pps...how was your winter?