Not quite in the groove yet

I’ve been desperate to get back to business since the holiday craziness ended, but it just hasn’t happened yet. I have several ideas brewing, and I’m mentally working out the details of making them reality, but I haven’t actually been able to sit down in my workshop and get something done. As I type this, I’m battling a toddler for counter space.

I know there is lots of creativity in me just desperate to get out, and I came to this realization today when for the umpteenth time, I was asked to build a train track for my three-year-old. I realized that every time I build a track, I do something a little more elaborate, a little more “over the top” (quite literally today). I came to this conclusion when I made this:


yes, a triple decker train track with the round house in the middle with all the exits going under bridges. I need help.


Memories, reconnecting with the past

Sorry for the absence. I took a rather last minute “vacation,” and took three of my kiddos and went to Miami for a week. My mom’s best friend passed away in July, and the memorial service was this past week. I knew this amazing woman pretty much all my life, so it was like a family member passed. I had to be there. She was my Sunday school teacher when I was a child, I taught Sunday school along side her when I was older. She taught my oldest kids. I babysat her grandkids. I had my first taste of frozen yogurt as a result of her encouragement, in 1986, when we were on our way to a women’s retreat. She was a very influential figure in my life.

It was a bittersweet trip. We said good bye to a wonderful human being who lived life to the fullest, and got to visit with friends I hadn’t seen in over 10 years. I met the children of my high school friends, and saw the boy I used to babysit when he was about a year old. He’s all grown up now, in his twenties. It doesn’t seem possible.

I took the opportunity to revisit places that were special to my oldest son, and me when we lived there. I spent some time at my father’s grave. I wanted to share that special place with my babies, but they were both napping in the car. I needed to go there. It had been 8 years since the last time I went to his grave. When I lived in Miami, I was there about once a month. It was my happy place. I would go there, sit at his grave and reflect on what ever problem or situation I was dealing with. I would talk it out “with him” and often times, just cry about it all. I really hate being so far away.

We went to the Everglades. Not to worry; I took pictures (posted at the end of this post). It was getting late, so we didn’t get to spend a lot of time out there, and I will not wander out there at night. I know better than to entice alligators, especially when I can’t see them. See, I grew up out there amongst the Saw grass and I know it’s no place to hang out after dark.

We’re back, and getting settled back into our routine. I’ll be rearranging my workshop because my husband is remodeling the basement and I’m losing 65% of my space. Needless to say, I wont be making anything new for a few days. IMG_8617a IMG_8620a IMG_8622 IMG_8623a IMG_8628 IMG_8632 IMG_8637 IMG_8638 IMG_8640a IMG_8642a IMG_8643 IMG_8646a IMG_8647a IMG_8649 IMG_8652a IMG_8654 IMG_8656 IMG_8657a IMG_8659a IMG_8663a IMG_8667a IMG_8668a IMG_8673a IMG_8674a IMG_8675 IMG_8677a IMG_8677aa IMG_8678a IMG_8684 IMG_8689a IMG_8691a IMG_8693a IMG_8697a IMG_8699a IMG_8700a IMG_8702a IMG_8703a IMG_8725a IMG_8727a IMG_8727b IMG_8728a IMG_8729a IMG_8732a IMG_8734A IMG_8736A IMG_8737A IMG_8738A IMG_8742A IMG_8749A IMG_8756 IMG_8759 IMG_8766

Silver lining

Yesterday, I spent the day at the church my mother attended as a child. My grand parents, great grand parents, and several other relatives are buried. I was really hoping I would get the chance to wander the cemetery with my husband and children, and show them the graves of some of the most special people in our family, and take some pictures. I love cemetery photography. We didn’t get to do that, though. Instead, we spent the day inside the fellowship hall, meeting new relatives and catching up with ones we have known for years, and all the little ones got to play together. It was a really great day.

I was also hoping to spend some time at my mom’s house, searching through her barns. There is stuff in there that has been in there since 1970, so some of it is even older than that. I know there are things in there that are just waiting to be made into something new and cool. I also know that they will still be there when I do finally get a chance to look for them.

We will be heading to the beach today so maybe I’ll be able to collect some cool shells and drift wood. We shall see.

Family time and treasure hunting

We’re on vacation this week, visiting family in NC. I don’t know about the rest of my family, but I am absolutely enjoying this trip. It’s somewhat of a walk down memory lane, since I lived here almost 10 years ago. Today, we’re heading out to two family reunions (both sides of my mom’s family).  We will be back in the town I lived in, a place I absolutely love. I’m hoping to get in a little photography time at the cemetery, and to be able to dig through my mom’s barn for what ever treasures she is willing to part with. I’m pretty sure I still have a few boxes of my own stuff in there that didn’t move when I did, so this should be interesting.

I’m always looking for ideas and “found junque” to use in my creations, so even though this is a family vacation, I’m looking around and getting ideas and hoping for some funky finds.