on playing the piano…


I’ve always enjoyed piano music, especially classic. For sure, Mozart is my favorite composer. Any/Every time I hear his work, I am stopped in my tracks, transformed somewhere else. As a child, I aspired to play an instrument and in 4th-5th grades, chose to learn the piano.  Well, that was short-lived: I never did. Why? Because a) I didn’t practice and b) never bothered to learn the bass cleft. Kinda necessary to play the piano or any instrument, I imagine. You think?

On Friday, during my Journal Club session, I was introduced to a new pianist :  Ludivoco Einaudi and his piece: Walk. I am listening to it now, as I write this post …and I invite you to click on this link. It is hauntingly beautiful and a visual as well as an auditory experience. There is quite the library of videos of his performances.

I am so grateful that I have a new companion to accompany me on my walks, when I journal  and during other mindful moments.


fun? and done!


My “to do” list had 10 bullets on it… only one was time-sensitive. I had one thing I needed to do for tomorrow’s monthly Friendstitch gathering…and that was moved forward into the near future. My friend Pat called to say she’d “not gotten her part done therefore, could we reschedule?” Worked for me ’cause I was planning to finish my part this afternoon, too.

The first thing I chose to tackle: clean the frig! Clearly no big deal. I proceeded. As I was putting the shelves back, for the life of me, I couldn’t figure out what to do with one! We’ve had the refrigerator for 13 years!  I called Norman for assistance – ha! He hadn’t a clue. I wonder why? Could it be that he has never “cleaned the frig?” (Not a complaint; just a fact!)  I finally figured it out and then proceeded with my list. No pressure. As for the other items, no one was waiting for me to do x*y*z in order to get abc done. I did start in my craft studio…and it’ll wait, patiently, I’m sure.

It’s now 5:18 pm. The sun is setting. I’m going to set a spell too, then gather my stitching project/s for tomorrow and call it a day! I am grateful that my day was productive and that I am able to laugh about the the minor annoyance re: clean frig.


simply a moment: I remembered…



9:03 am – The sun is bright and warm this morning, in direct contrast to yesterday’s pre-winter preview and surprise! What a difference a day makes! Sunny today and not a trace of snow or ice – except on the back deck.

I stood at the window, in front of the radiator, feeling the warmth rising up from it as well as that from the sunlight streaming in…and I remembered

I remembered the many, many times over the 32 and counting years I’ve lived in this house – from the beginning to now. When I first moved in, the walls were chartreuse -ooooh, not! And the carpet: orange. Yuck! Quick, paint the walls beige …at least that toned the carpet down a bit. Needless to say, the carpet’s life was short-lived…

I remembered that my mom would sit in the chair – not the one pictured – ’cause it’ was warmer in the winter… and in the same chair, I sat, very early in the morning: reading and writing. It was in that spot that morning solitude and quiet time (MSQT) began for me, twenty plus years ago.

I remembered the ice box: one of my first purchases when I moved to MD/DC in 1974. I don’t know why but there was something about it that I just liked …

I remembered the little angel sitting on top of the icebox; my mom bought it for me for my 27th (I think) birthday…

I remembered the several years it took me to stitch the wall hanging, finished about 5 years ago. I leave it up year round despite the Christmas holiday/winter theme …

I remembered the ceramic elephant, sitting next to the chair, from Vietnam right before the war ended…

I remembered the small pillow on the chair – my first foray into needlepoint…

I remembered the Japanese Maple, planted the second or third year I moved here…

I remembered all the thirty-two Christmases in this house, starting with Dolly who spent her first one, age 9 months, and then Christian and then Kayla and then…

I thought:

Oh what fun Christmas will be with two little boys! Let the fun begin!

I am so grateful for these memories…and the ones yet to be made.

3 on thursday|11.15.18 …


We went to bed last night, fully expecting today’s “snow forecast” to be a flake or two and then, life as usual. As an old margerine/butter ad touted: “it’s not nice to fool Mother Nature.”  Yep, we have snow…and cold…and rain…and there are still 36 days til the Winter Solstice arrives!


Today’s weather has been fit for neither man nor beast but out we went ~ for Norman had several medical appointments.  We arrived home,  grateful for warmth , being dry and not having to go out again!

Photo on 11-15-18 at 3.12 PM

…and I get a chance to play with my birthday* present: an Amazon Echo! Thanks Norman!

Hope the weather in your corner of the world is warmer and drier.


  • Yep – today is my birthday

unraveled wednesday|11.14.18 …

this is a raffle quilt from a neighboring quilt group…for a mere $5, one gets 6 chances to win; I should be so lucky! perhaps…

Today began early enough: first a 10 am appointment for a haircut; then two stops: a- office supply store and b – vacuum cleaner repair shop. Had to have the vacuum vacuumed in order for the vacuum to vacuum! Bottom line: the vacuum cleaner works again! 

This year, we’re hosting Thanksgiving and celebrating Elias’ first birthday, too! I have been pondering and deciding the menu – sticking with traditional : turkey/corn pudding/cranberries/salad/ roasted veggies, raspberry-sour cream gelatin salad… and rolls. Dolly will help – she’s good in the kitchen and likes to cook!

Here it is, after 4 pm and the day’s somewhat unraveled…but not lost. Tho’ sunset is rapidly upon us, I’m going to spend the next couple hours restoring some order to the craft studio…

And that’s the way it is on a wednesday… joining Kat and others here


on this tuesday …


4:30 am. Morning. Wide awake. Way too early to be up and about! What does a person do?  Why read, of course. And that I did! On my nightstand, Circe by Madeline Miller. Read for about an hour… Back to sleep.

7:30 am. Awoke; certainly a more reasonable hour. Later than usual morning solitude and quiet time. Forecast: Cold, windy, today. Possible snow on Thursday. Noooo!

12 noon. Met friend Margaret for lunch – delicious pizza.

2 pm. Artists’ consignment shop we wanted to browse ~ closed on Tues! A new coffee shop/roastery open – we didn’t like the music. Decided to call it a day; we each left for our individual drive home.

2:45 pm. Arrive home. Cold and windy still. Quick, brisk walk!

3:30 pm. Afternoon. Sleepy. Can’t keep my eyes open. What does a person do? Why take a nap, of course!

4:30 pm. Awake. Refreshed. Write blog post. Grateful for a day spent with a longtime good friend, good food, a warm house and a revitalizing nap!






sometimes mondays …



… are  for getting ready to go to quilt meeting and errand running… I’m looking forward to the meeting  – it’s been a while since I last attended – and grateful for the chance to reconnect with quilting friends and cross a few things off my list!

What’s on your Monday agenda?


on Veterans’ Day …


Today marks the 100th anniversary of the end of World War I. Heads of state from around the world met in Paris to honor and mark the veterans who fought, survived … and the thousands who didn’t.

Daddy told this story of his attempt to join the army in World War I : Off he arrived at an army center, to enlist – only to be turned away! Not because of  race or any physical disability. He was just plain too young!

At the start of the war, when (I think) he tried to enlist, he was just 12 or 13 years old! Apparently, after asking him a few questions, the Army established his birth year,  deciding  he was born in 1901… He was sent off with these words: “Come back when you are old enough.”

And that he did,  My father, Captain François, was a proud member of the United States Army, serving stateside during World War II and remaining in the US Army Reserves til his death, 34 years ago.

I am so grateful for his service, all who served and  currently serve to make life better for us all. Peace.

capturing me…


(Me multi-tasking: participating in one of today’s sessions on my iPad, taking a photo with my iPhone and drafting this post!)

One of my creative pursuits involves capturing my life “memories and moments, my stories on this planet via words+photos:

  • I capture stories  in my journals, on this blog..
  • I participate in online classes, forums and groups … all which are designed to both encourage and instruct…
  • I use ( tho’ rarely) social media, primarily Instagram…
  • I make scrapbook layouts, such as those I shared in my  Collecting October 2018 post
  • I belong to two scrapbooking membership groups. Both sponsor group activities that engage and inspire their membership, provide for instruction and most importantly, incentive, inspiration and opportunity  for members to meet online via their sites, chat, and thanks to today’s technology: gatherings online.  These platforms, such as Zoom, enable us to see, talk, create, share, offer one another assistance, in real time! 


This weekend, one group is celebrating its 10th Anniversary. We’re having a three day, almost round-the-clock live (and being recorded) event. I am grateful that I am a member of this group, have the time and the resources – WiFi, computer; iPad; – to join the festivities with the community. So far, it’s been not only fun and instructive but also inspirational – made possible by today’s Internet technology. Around the world in less than a half second!

We’re on a break.. enough time for me to take a brisk walk on this very sunny, windy autumn day. TBC…