This week, I paused to celebrate my inclusion in Somerset Life’s 2014 Spring Edition,
and the appearance of some of my simple creations on its cover. When my copy of
the magazine arrived in the mail, I was in the midst of a “Monday”, one of
those vexing days when the rhythm of life is somewhat askew. While I was admittedly excited to see the image of my pieces on the cover,
I was perhaps more delighted with the possibility of completing the tasks at
hand, curling up in bed, and immersing myself in the magazine and all its
During my adult years, I have celebrated life’s lovely
moments in a number of ways, and very often champagne and chocolate have been
included. Consequently, when I began to craft a simple thank you for the staff
of Somerset Life, I found myself
integrating items that alluded to my celebration rituals—chocolates tucked away
in a linen envelope, embellished with a cava crown cap, vintage miscellany, and
some luxurious ribbon.
Little did I know when I picked up my first copy of Somerset Life some years ago, that I
would one day contribute to its content. I do hope some of my simple work can
provide others a bit of the delight and inspiration this publication and its
creative contributors have given me.
As parents, we are intricately woven into our children’s
lives, most especially in those early years, as we fuss and fret over their
well-being. Yet, very quickly, we realize that many of their life’s transitions
will be guided and assisted by others. There will be those both known and
unknown to us with whom they will entrust their dreams, voice their
uncertainties, celebrate their successes, and quite simply, share their
It is for some of these significant “others” that I am
crafting a few favors to be utilized during my son and his fiancée’s
pre-wedding festivities. Inspired by some lovely butterflies designed by Ellen
Wilson and featured in Somerset Life’s Autumn 2013 edition, I am fashioning my
pieces with the bride’s chosen palette of lavender and gold and some of T. S.
Eliot’s eloquent words.
As I crafted the delicate butterflies, I couldn’t help
but remember a beautiful, warm day when my young son was crouched in a field of red
clover, amidst a myriad of darting Monarchs- the swirling colors of black and
orange filling the air; or how I, years later, found myself transformed by a
Once again, the butterfly will symbolize a
transformative event. With this wedding, this further union, I anticipate the
forging of a deeper communion, not only with others, but within myself.