My sweet, summer, family reunion came to an end a few days ago. All my kids are gone, again. Sofie, her husband, their dog, and their cat, were the last to leave, in the morning. Now it's back to the normal, me and Dan at home, with our 3 cats. Even so, it was so quiet and lonely after they left, that I felt a little panicky. Today I'm adjusting. I just hate to see a sock that someone left, or a tube of left behind handcream, that will surprise me to tears. Yes, I do that, cry at the drop of a sock.
Minutes after they left the driveway, my 3 cats, Mikey, Mina and Mama Kitty convened on the back porch for a bitch session about how hacked they were that there had been a dog living here for 5 weeks, even though he'd long since given up chasing them, and gave them wide berth. One morning, in the first week, he had cornered Mina, and she had to jump over the top of him to escape, leaving a claw sheath stuck in his eyebrow. That was pretty funny, but she never forgave him.
Sorry about your separation blues...
it tends to be the same here - children come to us in one clump and then leave alltogether all of a sudden.
table cloth came out gorgeous!
I'm also sorry about your blues. Leaving or being left is always hard. Maybe it is not much consolation, but it says something wonderful about your relationships with your family that you love to be around them and feel a loss when their gone. It is sad, but not all families feel the same...
And I wanted to thank you for your sweet comment on my studio post. You and your work and your life are such an inspiration to me, I am trying to be patient to build a life like yours. Any words of wisdom from you are always met with extreme gratitude - thank you.
This piece is sooooooo beautiful!
beautiful table cloth!!!!
and those blues....
i know them so well
It's familiar to me, too, but when I'm not feeling it, I forget what it is. Since I'm my only willing psychological subject, I like to look at my loneliness, and wonder about emotional experience. What is it good for?
EM: I was so excited when I read about your making a studio for yourself. It reminded me of a very liberating time in my life, ironically,a time when I thought I'd never have a bit of time to myself!
Meg, Patrice, Thanks for the good reviews of my cloths. They seemed to take a lot of energy, and I hoped they were good in the end
could you make me a tablecloth too?
how those it work?....
i have something in mind
loving my yellow-cross-cloth you made
ooohhhh...beautiful... seeing these photos gives me the lovely feeling of dancing butterflies in my stomach dearest Susan..so excited and happy!
v- yes, I have been looking at them and buffing and polishing them. Now I am sure that they are the nicest I could make them. At first, i can't always tell. I have to look, and handle them for a little while. I have kept your picture of the Northern Norwegian island, cove, village and mountain to look at all summer. I thought of a cloth in an imaginary house on that shore, with those mountains, and that clear, northern light
I'm so pleased you are happy with how they look
i'm glad you had weaving to bring you back from sadness. they are lovely, too.
Thanks, Velma, for your sympathy, but it was only a mild case of sadness, and a little sadness isn't all bad. Weaving, however, is usually just fun
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