Sunday, February 24, 2019

Good Friends

Justice and Liberty 
many years ago.
They are sleeping on the stair landing 
with their noses at the edge.

They were great friends.
When Libbey passed, we got
Eisenhower (Howie) and 
Justice tolerated him but never really 
loved him the way she did Libbey.
Perhaps she just couldn't bear the replacement.

People friends are like that also.
There are many folks we get along with
 and enjoy but if we're lucky we connect more deeply
with a few special friends.

If someone had told me 10 years ago
 I would have such deep blog friendships,
 I may have been skeptical.

I have several life long friends, 
a few multi-decades long friends,
and several gals I have never met but we've
been through the trenches together.

I was lucky to meet a blog friend Chania 
years ago and we spent a day together here in lala.
My pal Carole and I have spent weeks
 where we talked every single day, 
yet have never met face to face.
We know all "the good stuff" about each other.
(they both use IG now)

Friends, even good ones, can leave your world
for various reasons. Misunderstandings, betrayals,
distance, life changes can all disrupt. Since becoming ill
I've had a few just ghost out of my life, which hurt
but I guess I get it, well maybe I do?

Then and again a very kind soul
unexpectedly wanders in.
 In my case Colleen was not a stranger,
we've followed each other for years
 and exchanged comments and emails.
She had recently asked me a question and I said here's my
number just call me- it's faster.

We made a date for the call last week,
and three hours later I was sharing
my life with the dearest soul.
We took to each other like ducks to water.
I had no idea three hours had passed,
but then that's how it is when 
you make a heart to heart connection.

Shortly after the call 
Colleen showed me such a kindness
that I was weeping all over my keyboard.
I felt the world was a little kinder as
it's been beating me up lately.

I will do anything to help make 
her current dreams come true.
She is planning to do classes 
using her wool artistry up in Canada and 
perhaps in the US.
She was curious about my Gatherings 
where I used to teach and hope to do again someday.
Without a seconds hesitation,
I said use my house for a retreat!

My location and accommodations are perfect
for something like that since folks come here anyway.
Lord do they come here!!!!!

She is currently going to put out feelers
to see what kind of response she gets locally and 
in the states.
She lives up near Vancouver so that too is ideal.
If you love wool and want to learn some great
techniques and projects 
then lets do it.

Excellent teacher, great food, perfect location.
You can walk 2 blocks to PB, Williams Sonoma and 
Anthropologie and 12 restaurants from my front door. 
Well, and then, there is VEGAS.

So let me or Colleen know if 
you're interested in Vancouver or here, or 
maybe she could teach near you? 
CA would be nice? hehe. What wool 
projects would you enjoy?

I have one more favor.
As I was thinking about this post I remembered,
so many dozens of gals who did white wednesday, 
and other themed posting groups
and were here at blogspot near the beginning. 
Oh, how we used to comment and check in often.
I knew your kids names and your pets
and hopefully encouraged your dreams as you did for me. 
Now most gals do IG, or FB.
I get it, it's fast, but oh I miss hearing from you,
and following your days.
So here's the favor-

Please leave me a hello here, 
let me know you're still out there,
or let me know you, if you've never commented.
A simple "hey, it's me Mary", or a HI, 
and give me your IG, so I 
can find you again, or meet you.
If you don't blog, just email me.
My email is in my profile.

I hope to hear from you.
there are posts where thousands visit 
but 99% are invisible to me.
Please, please just say Hi.

I would be so grateful.


oh lord the wrinkles!

Sunday, February 10, 2019

Prognosis is good for Mr Monkey

During the Christmas Holiday,
Howie was gifted Mr Monkey
 by my soon to be Daughter In Law.

Shortly after, he was viciously attacked by 
Tubbs, my grand-dog and the stuffing was ripped 
out of his poor little head, leaving a gaping hole.
Mr Monkey was put up out of the way to prevent
more injury and sadly he was forgotten... by me.

Last week I noticed him up in the studio 
oh, so patiently waiting for help and healing.

It was a touch and go surgery and a 
plastic surgeon should have been called in,
because although his brains are back inside,
I'm afraid his nose and eyebrow took the worst of it. 

I carried Mr Monkey downstairs with
 Howie leaping and twirling the entire time.
I no sooner sat on the couch when Howie grabbed him
in what can only be described as an embrace,
 and then proceeded to bathe him and sniff him
stem to stern.

We love who we love

Sunday, February 3, 2019

Cold Wet Days and Tomato Pie

Very simple ingredients and 1 2 3
Rustic Tomato Pie

Comfort food for the cold and very rainy days
we've been having.

The family is still reveling in the 
engagement news and I even allowed myself
some solitary wine with my pie.

Had several heart tests this week and
next week I begin wearing a monitor. 
Fun times - no answers

No need to comment on the insanity 
and wretchedness going on in the world.
We're all in it.
I Resist and hold tight to Hope.

That's it- It was January - nuff said