Bea, over at BAA BAA BLACKSHEEP just did a blog that allowed her readers an intro, or glimpse into who she is. I liked it a lot. I've been reading her for a time now, yet was pleasantly surprised to learn some new aspects of Herself! So I thought, hmmm. Good idea. Let's give this a whirl.
First of all, it's 5:30 in the morning, and I'm baking corn muffins for a co-worker's birthday today. This would be the first hint that I am a person who puts her feet down in the morning and is already behind! I should have baked last night, but we had company and I was DONE. Stick-a-fork-in-me-done!
I've drawn and painted since I was a child - and always thought that I would become a working artist. As in - selling my paintings and living grandly by the sea! My mother reminds me that I used to sing myself to sleep every night. I'm guessing that parts of my childhood were blessed. I don't always remember the good times. I'm a worrier. I went through a period where I experienced debilitating anxiety or panic attacks. I like my own company best, as long as my family is nearby and I have my faithful four-legged companions afoot.
I am happy when time is not a factor and I can lose myself in some kind of fiber-y creation. I have too many projects started - not enough finished, (I tell myself that this is the painter in me - canvases in various stages of completion would be acceptable in that profession!) I LOVE LOVE LOVE the color orange. A few years back a friend asked when I might be coming to the end of my 'orange phase'. I cannot answer that - orange and saffron projects fill my head. Cheddar is part of my sub conscience palate - appearing everywhere, any season, all occasions. Fiber, in its many forms, is a passion. It has replaced the linseed oil and turpentine and linen canvas that I used to love.
Rural living is essential to my spirit. I am a keen observer, keeping my eyes open to the evidence that "earth is a great place from which to view the heavens". My connection to nature is key to my well being and I feel that I shepherd this small place that I call home consistently, and well, and lovingly. In short, I've finally, after all of these years, put down roots. I feel as though I belong somewhere. Here. Cloudwalk.
I want to write. My dream is to publish something meaningful one day. The greatest love in my life is the love that I hold for my children. I would raise hell and crawl under for either of them. There is no limit to my devotion and they are, on most days, worthy of it! They have fulfilled and expanded my life in ways that I cannot express.
This is an old photo - at least two Christmas holidays ago -I really need to find some updates! That's my son in the grey shirt and my daughter in the brown. Aren't they great looking kids? They both, in my estimation, have hung the moon! Sometimes I catch them exchanging glances with one another, as if to say - what IS it with this old mother of ours? Simple, children. I love you in a place where there's no space or time.