Crazy as a Loom

Thursday, March 1, 2018

C'mon spring.

Early morning, quiet, cuppa coffee, favorite time of day.  But the earth has tilted, and the sun comes up right in my either I have to move, or get up and drop the blind for a bit.

But I'm not complaining....the sun has been amazing this week.  At least until tomorrow, when it is supposed to snow.  Yes, snow.  Again.
But it is only March, and since when was March a balmy, lovely month.  Hardly ever.

I am trying to think spring, new beginnings, and all that.  Got my hair cut, started walking as much as possible, trying to eat better.
Truth:  trying not to be a pig.

Birthdays can be an inspiration, or a kick in the butt.  I guess they are the same thing.

So there's that.

Naya is trying to learn how to walk on a leash.  I never had a dog that didn't know how to do that, so I'm learning, too.  There's the added complication that she is terrified of cars, so we try to walk on back roads where there is little or no traffic.  When the bike path in town is free of ice,  we'll go there.

The chickie girls have had a good week, because the ground has been bare, and they can get out in the garden, and dig in the softer dirt.

One of my Araucanas is outdoing herself.
This must have hurt.

When my 4 year old grand daughter Dale saw this egg cracked, she said, 


On the weaving front................

Love this draft,   but when it was put together, it was just so-so.

On the other hand...........

I must say this is one of the favorite things that I have woven in a long time.

I am not sure what about it appeals to was totally spontaneous........I made it up as I went along.

Silk, soybean, and hemp.   The circles are bamboo and silk.

I will be sad when it sells.........maybe I will use a photo of it in promotional stuff.

The kindness of people sustains me lots of times, and amazes me.

I got this little bird in the mail yesterday, and he is now looking out at the bird feeder.
It was a gift from a blog reader in Kingston, N.Y.

Thank you Pat, for your thoughtfulness, and your kind words.  It is nice to know that I am not just writing to myself.

Although, I probably would write anyway, even if that were the case.

I don't always know what I am doing here.   But I still feel moved to keep doing it.  I hope that it is worth reading,  at least of some passing interest.

And sometimes, my thoughts may even inspire you or wake you up, or remind you of what you are feeling yourself.

Or maybe you will roll your eyes, and say, "geesh, she's nuts."

I think that getting older finds me pondering everything a bit more.  Maybe it's because I have more time to do just that.  Or maybe it's because my time is running out, as it must do as we age.   But for whatever reason, I find myself examining each aspect of my life.  Sometimes, it makes me sad, and other times, I savor each moment, rolling it around on my tongue, like ice cream............not wanting it to melt.
There is sadness and mayhem in this world.

I have to keep eye on what's good, I have to keep breathing deep the pleasure of air.

Then there's the simple joy, that the presence of a sweet soul can bring.

Live your very best life, as best you can.


Peg Cherre said...

Live your best life, indeed. Most days that works for me; sometimes it doesn't. Usually the latter pass quickly enough, rarely more than 2 in a row - thank goodness! I look at my sisters and some of my friends, and I'm SOOOO thankful for some of the decisions I made many years ago, habits that have kept me reasonably healthy and stable. I do believe that we all do the best we can.

Anonymous said...

Oh My Gosh girlfriend! giggle... You spoke to my soul once again and I sooooooo love that infinity shawl! Your weaving just knocks my socks off, well,if I had some on at the moment it would knock my socks off - I'm one of those barefoot girls - love beautiful socks, just not to wear! That adorable pooch of yours sure knows how to kick back and relax... looking at that picture makes me want to go take a nap! It's supposed to rain here in New Hampshire tomorrow but snow is forecast for next Monday I believe! Sheesh, winter just doesn't want to let go. But you said it right, March has never been known for its balmy days... hee, hee, hee! Well, as usual, I've babbled on...
Hugs for now from warm-ish New Hampshire...

Shirley said...

Oh, my! That wrap/shawl that you wove making up as you went along is the most beautiful one you have made. I think they are all beautiful but that one is in a totally different category. The design is so wonderful. I kept scrolling back to look at it again. I love your writing and sometimes I identify with you, sometimes you just make me think and question and sometimes I even have a different opinion. I admire you for all you have accomplished and the grace with which you live your life. Thank you for all that you share with your readers.

Shepherdess55 said...

“I don't always know what I am doing here. But I still feel moved to keep doing it. I hope that it is worth reading, at least of some passing interest.” Please keep doing what you're doing because I find inspiration in every post to your blog.

Unknown said...

Your blog has inspired me for a very long time, probably since you started! Your gorgeous weaving keeps me weaving and our mutual love of animals, especially rescue, keeps me coming back. I share many of your thoughts and feeling on life. Please keep it coming. Best regards, Nancy

Karen said...

Wise words, Hilary - the simplest truth.

Well, I hope you keep writing here, you're keeping us connected and I enjoy your honesty and sharing of the every day, the simple joys, the bigger joys, even the trials. So much misery out there, but also so much good. I enjoy reading it here -

I need another auracana in my life ( did I spell that right? Doubtful). I miss those blue eggs.

That shawl? BEAUTIFUL! WOW..

Sojourner Design said...

The very last sentence in your post prompted me to share one of my favorite songs with you. I think you'll appreciate it.

Marcia said...

I think your blog is great. I look forward to reading each new post. Your honesty is refreshing and I think you are very kind to animals.

Daryl said...

a new a hair cut always cheers me up and walking is my favorite activity after reading ... dont know about up your way but down here March is just a less snowy February .. it never warms up completely til May .. we dont really have a spring in NYC

and the sun .. at my office from November to March the angle of the sun bouncing off the harbor forces me to pull the shades from 1 to 3 in order to see my computer screen

LOVE that pattern on the shawl .. it reminded me of a kimono!

Rita said...

I seldom comment but I read every post and look forward to them.
Love that your new companion is fitting in so well. The bike path will work well, I hope.

Sharon said...

I’ve been sanguine about birthdays ever my accident that could have taken me away but didn’t. I’m grateful for the four birthdays since then though I have to admit that 70 was a little hard to swallow. It gets a little harder to do the same things I’ve easily done, so I just try a little harder, work a little harder, and take more time to read :-)

Lydia La La said...

Darling Hilary,you achieve so much even with the mongrel head pains. I have never been able to work long hours. No reason except genetics, maybe.
You won't be falling off your perch for ages. OK????? You have such a joy about life and your family and work. The winter you have been suffering is a killer. Our summer has been close to record heat. I read every one of your posts so I suppose I'm a stalker.. XX

Shammickite said...

Ohhh a double yolker!
And the weaving looks like eggs too.....
Happy Birthday! said...

Love reading your posts, so please, don't stop. I do identify with the age related pondering thing, or in my case gross over thinking. I'm making a concerted effort to curb this, as it's not doing me any favours. Dogs are such wonderful companions, proper little life savers and I'm so glad you have Naya, she looks a sweetie.

Twylla Alexander said...

Please keep writing! I find so much meaning in your honest expressions of daily life.

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