Earth Day 2010

A little Earth Day Give Away!
Leave a comment on this post and I will draw a name (or two or three) next Friday.
The winner(s) will win a pair of crocheted dishcloths.
Have Fun!

Time Passages

How sad of me to be such a sporatic blogger. I love to write; I do it all the time in my mind! I just rarely find time to get the words out. I have not visited in so long. I miss my blogging friends and hope you are all well.
I will apologize upfront to all of you who have become followers of my blog with the expectations that you would read something about quilting. I was an avid quilter up until about a year ago. I love quilts, I enjoy quilting and all things quilty (especially quilty people!) But life changed drastically last year and I have not threaded a needle since. I considered changing the name of my blog, but decided not to because I know someday the time will come to sew & quilt again, and I believe quilted together has many meanings in my life.
I have not been sans creative outlet. My mother made another attempt to teach me to crochet last year and amazingly enough it caught on and I have been a crocheting fool ever since. Dish clothes fly off the hook gallore and I have even finished afgans. I am in the crocheting groove and enjoying it. I especially enjoy the fact that I can take projects with me to work on during my lunch break. Someday I just need to remember to take some pictures.
The change in the weather here has me a bit meloncholy. It's been over a year since my dad died; coming up to the year anniversary of my Aunts death. Life is so, so, very different and still, by the grace of God we do go on. And we smile and laugh and live. But "those" moments come, and as spring blossoms here in the northeast, and farmers bring out their shiny green tractor and till the earth, I feel an aching in my heart that I have never known before. It is truly my dad's time of the year and his absence screams at me right now. Oh, how I long to hear his voice, and see his smile...hear his stories. Miss you dad.
Life can be so ironic. It is funny and most interesting as we grow to look at life and see how it comes together. Have you ever just suddenly realized something...connected a moment to another moment perhaps, and just sat in awe at how the dots all connect? This is so silly, but I guess it just shows how we move through life, becoming the "next generation" and how sometimes we stop long enough to see the changes. I rarely listen to the music of my later teenage years, the "hair bands" they are called; bubble gum metal in my book. Not usually what I go for anymore, but the spring time weather and my "angry at not having my dad" mood called for some loud guitars and screechy vocals. I cranked it up on my way home and a song came on that I hadn't heard in years. A corny power ballad by Poison, called Every Rose. The song means nothing, but I remembered being about 17 and baby sitting my infant neighbor across the street. She cried and cried in her parents' absence and I was not experienced with her age group at all. All I knew to do after the bottle/change diaper trys was to walk with her in my arms and sing. Why I chose this song is beyond me. All I can say is, hey, I was 17! But I sang it over and over, until she either fell asleep or her parents rescued the both of us. Fast forward 20 years later, and this young lady came to my mom's house a day after my father's death to comfort us with all she could offer; her love and a plate full of chocolate chip cookies. And that's what I mean; these two stories didn't connect until a little over a year later; but when they did, when I heard the song, it was electric. Is it lifechanging; no, but somehow it means something. We grow up, we change, we take care of each other. And if we watch we see the beauty in every day actions.

~Blessings