Rumi

One of my favorite - actually, my very favorite - poet is Rumi, a 13th century poet and philosopher. This is one of my favorite quotes:

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there.

---Jalal ad-Din Rumi

Face Class

On Sunday I taught a class on making embroidered faces, similar to the one in the photo above. It was a great time and I'm really grateful to the nine women who took the class and made me feel welcome. For the whole story, go here.

Timberlakes

There is an old timey drugstore in town that has a lunch counter and soda fountain in the back. It is one of my favorite places to eat lunch...tuna salad on wheat with pickles, a bag of chips and a real cherry coke. The inside hasn't changed since it was built and even the women that work behind the counter have 50's hairdos. It is a real blast from the past.

Fall Picnic

On Saturday I went out to Beaver Creek Reservoir with my husband and had an impromptu picnic lunch. It was a beautiful day. As I walked along the water little minnows scurried around and frogs plopped in the water.

I also came upon a bright cardinal flower standing all by itself along the water's edge

and a cork floating in the weeds.

Signs of Autumn

This morning I went to the Charlottesville City Market and took my camera. The air is cool - not crisp yet, but very nice. I saw lots of signs of fall, pumpkins, squash, gourds and mums. There is a football game today as well. Enjoy the images.



I also saw my old friend Jackie who makes all sorts of lotions and potions, spins her own yarn and makes sweet little knitted stuffed bunnies.

Advent Calendars

In July I was commissioned to replicate an old advent calendar for a customer. She wanted four of them to give to her grandchildren. It was quite a bit of work because each calendar had 24 little ornaments-one for each day of December-that get snapped onto a tree. If you are doing any multiplying that is 96 ornaments...whew! This morning is finished the last stitches and got them to her. She was happy and so was I!

Chicken Story

My friend Connie lives on a beautiful piece of land where she raises ducks, chickens and has an old golden retriever. The ducks are pets with names and Connie and her family eat the eggs, which she says are wonderful. They got a flock of chickens awhile ago to raise for the eventual purpose of dinner. There was one chicken in the flock they named Leghorn who was an unusual breed. When it came time to take the flock off to their end Leghorn escaped that fate and stayed on.

It turns out she missed her chicken friends and decided to make pals with the ducks. Everyday she would go down to the pond with them, but the ducks would go in the water and chickens hate water, so still she was lonely. She turned to the dog for companionship and the dog, surprisingly didn't mind. They have gotten to be such good friends that Leghorn will find the dog lying down, walk up on his back and pluck the ticks and fleas off of him. Connie says the dog has never been so free of ticks. What an odd symbiotic relationship!