Thursday, May 21, 2015

triptych 14 and a p.s.

Oh impatience, when will you stop haunting me? All my life, impatience has kept stepping in my way, taunting me, challenging me, daring me. I have been trying so hard to learn her lessons, but here she is again. 

A few weeks ago we learned that due to circumstances beyond our control, our house renovations will be delayed until after the August wedding. I do not need to bore you with how many ways this has tossed me into a tizzy, but you can imagine...

But here's the thing. We are still here. The view out the windows has not changed. The blessed land we walk on is still underfoot. The sun shines, the wind blows and the rain falls, here at our beloved "bit of earth".  These are not small blessings. Who am I to complain?

So in the meantime, I am making friends with our funky kitchen once again. Her aging appliances are still doing their work, her freshly scrubbed sinks still look out on the blossoming crabapples. I am recommitting myself to making do with things the way they are.

It's all good.

Monday, May 18, 2015

triptych 12

apple blossoms

in the yard...heirlooms planted years ago and some newly planted 
in a bowl...zen
in stitches...vintage treasure

buzzing with bumble bees
petals floating with the breeze
nested by robins
pink and white and magenta
talisman of may
exquisitely temporary

like all the best things in life.

Sunday, May 17, 2015

triptych 11

In the spring, at the end of the day,
you should smell like dirt.
-Margaret Atwood

Saturday, May 16, 2015

triptych 10

Miss Rumphius and Batman planted...
  • Vermont wildflowers
  • red clover, Vermont's state flower
  • buckwheat
  • lupine
Henry napped. (On the new quilt.)