It rained through the night. I would wake up, hear the rain, say a prayer it cleared by morning, and fall back asleep. Then in the morning, I woke up again and started to roll back over to sleep some more. But I got that gentle, subtle nudge to go ahead and walk the dogs. So, I quickly got dressed, put on shoes, set the coffee machine and took the dogs out.

It was a great morning. Not even a sprinkle was falling though everything was damp. It was cool but not too cool. Just perfect for walking. The dogs and I enjoyed it very much.

As we reached the end of our walk and were waiting to cross the street I felt the first drop of rain and could hear the approaching downpour. We quick stepped it across the street and onto our porch, just as the rain came crashing down behind us. It was fairly dramatic.

Wow.

It was one of those little but powerful things that remind me all the time, that help abounds as long as I listen for it. It would have been just as easy to go back to sleep and miss out on the perfect opportunity to get the dogs out for their walk.

So, this morning, Millie, Riley, and I are all very happy.

I've always enjoyed the season of Fall with the changing colors, cooler weather, and the signs of harvest all around. I've missed that these past three years in Texas. As we begin October, I'm simply hoping that it will cool down soon. Today it's supposed to be about 92.

This year, I decided that I was going to treat myself to a few days of Autumn in New England. I don't know if it will be as beautiful as West Virginia in the fall, but I'm sure it will be lovely in its own way.

So, I'll just be following this Autumn sprite to where the leaves are golden, orange, and red and the air is a little cooler.

Treasures

I was looking at one of my work tables last night. I'm up to four pen/marker containers on it. Two of them always make me smile. My daughter made them a few years ago. She worked with polymer clay and was very productive. I still have at least twenty of the bottles and jars she covered during that time. Relatives have her one of a kind Christmas ornaments. She has since moved on to other interests but I pulled out some of my favorite containers. One of the things that made many of them so interesting was that she added other materials to the clay such as flower petals and homemade papers. She would test hundreds of pieces of clay to perfect a color or effect. Anyway they are just beautiful and something I treasure.

Nothing is Lost

I have a phrase that I say to myself whenever I have misplaced something. "Nothing is lost in the eyes of God." It gives me the perspective that while I may not know where something is, it IS somewhere. I've found also, that given time, just about everything does reappear.

Way back during the early years of making my girls, I created a Garska Girl at the request of my Mom. She wanted to make an invitation for a party she was hosting. I made a special girl for her and she scanned it and made her invitations. The girl came back home and was a part of the collection for a long time.

Then a couple of years ago, I realized that she was missing. We had been through two moves by then. I'm organized as far as pictures, memorabilia, and of course the girls. I know where all my "stuff" is. I searched all over and checked with Mom. I even checked our old scanner to see if I had left it in there before we upgraded. I couldn't find her anywhere. It was puzzling but I knew that she really must be somewhere in the house. I also would say my special phrase whenever I thought of her, Nothing is lost in the eyes of God to myself.

I am happy to report that she did resurface. I must also admit that now, just a mere month later I can't exactly remember where I did find her. I do remember the feeling of awe when I saw her though. Confirmation again, that nothing is lost.

Letting Go

Letting Go is the title of one of my favorite girls. I have her in my livingroom. Just a sec, I'm going to go take a picture. I picked her for her colors but really the theme of Letting Go has been a prominent one this summer. Okay, here she is:
That's a little blurry but you can get the general idea for now. I forgot to set the camera to have it work better for the web. So many of my favorite things also are in this picture.

This summer there was so much change. Both my parents and Dan's mom moved from the family homes into homes that better fit their current needs. Their timing was perfect. They had wonderful buyers and easy transactions. It WAS all good. Yet, it's still sad to say goodbye to the homes where you've celebrated the last twenty or so Christmases, birthdays, and other holidays and family gatherings. Every time I did something, I was also saying to myself, "This is the last time I'll..."

I did feel good that I had so many good memories of the time our families spent in these places. My children spent so much time with their grandparents there. I'm such a homebody, I was at both homes every week while I still lived in West Virginia. Even after I moved to Michigan, I still managed once a month. Texas has been more of a challenge. I like this picture of the farm. It's always beautiful but in this picture I can see my Dad's truck reflected in the pool room window.

I also sent both girls to college this summer. This has not been the most drastic letting go situation since I've seen at least one of them every week since they moved. Still, they are gone most of the time and that's been a big change. I'm sure I miss them more than they miss me at this point.

The older I get the more convinced I become that accepting change and letting go gracefully are among the secrets of happiness.

Clare's Angel

I still have a few of my limited edition of Clare's Angel. If you would like one, feel free to drop me an email. The printer did these on a fine art paper that I really liked, but that he discontinued. The color and clarity are amazing. I don't know how he does it but they are as pretty in their own way as the original.

New Picture of Clare

Teresa sent me this picture to update the website. But I couldn't wait for the webMaster to share how cute my great-niece looks here. To see her sitting up and smiling is truly to see a miracle! Teresa does such an excellent job of keeping up with her blog that I feel like I know Clare more than I would have otherwise. I can't wait to see her again. Really, as beautiful as she is in pictures, in person she is totally captivating.

The Mothership of Love

Last week the Mothership of Love set sail to Orange Beach Alabama. I had the immense joy of spending a week with my mom, her sisters and one of my sisters. My mom and her sisters make this trip almost every year. I invited myself along this year. Now that I live in Texas, they just came close enough that I couldn't resist. I'm so glad they welcomed me into their getaway. My sister named the group, the Mothership of Love, because, well, they are so loving.

I can't remember having ever been on a trip with people who were so easy to be with. They made zero demands, were always pleasant, and were just a lot of fun to be with at any time. Every morning we had coffee out on the balcony. For hours. There just was no hurry to do anything at all. That's what I call perfect.

They were also inspirational. They didn't let anything get them down. We shared so many laughs during the week. There was no pressure to do anything. Yet, no matter what I wanted to do, someone was always up for it. It was the perfect combination of activity and lolling around. As the sisters made clear at the beginning, lolling was what it was all about.

lolling and love that is.

Texas, Weather, and Gratitude

Meeting Clare

If you've visited my website, you'll have read about my great-niece Clare. Last weekend, I had the opportunity to finally meet her when I visited New England. I spent a delightful day with the newest member of our family. And I have to tell you, she is absolutely adorable. Her brother Jamie is wonderful as well. I had so much fun getting to know them. Clare was very "talkative" that day and we all enjoyed hearing her new sounds. Having only seen pictures of Clare, it was fun to finally hold her and see the beautiful expressions on her face. She is so aware of all that is going on around her and watches everyone intently. Jamie is full of fun and is so smart. My niece Teresa and her husband Shawn are awesome parents. I really appreciate that I was able to spend time with all of them.

Happiness

I found this quote this morning.

Happiness isn't a crop that you harvest when your dreams come true.

It's more like the fertilizer that makes them come true, faster!

Welcome

If you are reading this then my "staff" was successful in linking my new blog to my website. Their technical expertise is as always a source of wonder and delight.


By the way, here's a quote that I thought was great:

Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, glass of wine in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "YAA HOO!" Anonymous