silent witness

I’ve returned to this image once again. This time, the photograph of my father and our farm’s aged oak has become part of a simple memory collage. A Thanksgiving holiday never passes that I do not think of them.

My father has been absent from our gatherings for twenty years. The oak has acted as a silent witness to them all, viewing the comings and goings of six generations over a span of one hundred and thirty years.


lost in beauty

As I’ve started my preparations for the holiday season and the end of the year, I’ve found my days peppered with an assortment of memories. Lately, these reflections and my creative endeavors resulted in the crafting of a few paper pockets. These simple creations will display and store small mementoes and photographs from our family farm and my travels. Each item represents a cherished memory.

These are two of the photos I'm inserting in the envelope. I snapped these images on Bethnal Green in East London’s market district. I found the design studio’s casual, minimalistic style not only lovely, but quite magical.

There’s a chance I would have never seen this particular site, if my husband and I hadn’t gotten lost that day. We were in search of the homeware’s store, Labour and Wait. We never found it, much to my dismay, but stumbled, instead, upon a wonderful little bookstore, artisan jewelry shop, and small eatery, Kahaila Café, where I indulged in one of the most delicious pieces of chocolate cake I’ve ever eaten.  This glass-encased wonderland was the final highlight of what turned out to be a fascinating little adventure.

While I regret not reaching my intended destination, I harbor no disappointment about losing my way that day. Occasionally, one must be lost, in order to be found.


holiday treat

While I’ve prepared for any little ghosts and goblins that may appear on my doorstep this weekend, it is the magic of the autumn season that has captured my imagination. 

The gold and brown leaves, as well as the butterflies flitting and flying about the patio garden have clearly influenced my choices for these journal covers.

This year, as in most, autumn’s beauty will serve as my Halloween holiday treat.


to soothe the season

I’m continuing to explore new possibilities, as the year marches toward its conclusion. I wonder if I created these little sachets and this decorative vial to soothe the attending stresses and to quiet my racing mind. I wish I could say I am the epitome of calm.

I must remember- release, breathe, receive . . .

Image:  Somerset Life Autumn 2015 Copyright © 2015 Stampington & Company, LLC


a lighter approach

The faintest hint of autumn is in the air.  Cooler mornings and the pale wash of light that seeps into the garden at a particular hour are indications of the seasonal change.

My approach to autumn has been a bit lighter this year, as evidenced by some of my recent creations for Somerset Life’s Autumn 2015 edition. Evidently, I was not the only one drawn to a lighter palette. Tucked inside the magazine are photos of Kathleen Beyer’s beautiful and bright Oregon home, Lisa Rode’s delightful treat bags, and Kristen Robinson’s lacey holiday cones.  

May your autumn, too, be lovely and light.

Images:  Somerset Life Autumn 2015 Copyright © 2015 Stampington & Company, LLC