I would love for you to join me (a retired senior)in my zany crafting adventures with quilting (waaaaay too much fabric); scrapbooking (will I ever catch up?); redwork; counted cross stitch; crossword puzzles; reading; and cooking.
SONGS MY MOTHER USED TO SING TO ME -- The quote I used is from a D.H. Lawrence poem called "The Piano" "Softly, in the dusk,a woman is singing to me; Taking me back down the vista of years, til I see A child sitting under a piano, in the boom of the tingling strings And pressing the small, poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings. Down in the flood of remembrance, I weep like a child for the past." When I saw this poem it brought back those very things that I did as a child; and right there and then, I knew that I had to save this memory . I can still hear my father playing the piano and my mother singing and me under the big black piano...I used to fall asleep listening to them... I water colored this page and collaged atop of it... it is still difficult for me to to "SEE" well as my poor brain is distressed with 20/20 vision in one eye and very poor vision in the other, so the doctor tells me...and so... I'll have to re-glue the ends of those words when I can see better (sorry for the blurry photos). This is not perfect.......just like life itself.... but it reflects my sentiments and the state of my vision both literally and figuratively...for now....especially as my Mom's vision really failed at the end....it's been 17 months now that she has gone.... For all of you who have sent good wishes--I have come through my surgery well; and I want to tell you all how grateful I am for your good wishes and prayers... (the next eye is due to be done December 5th.) Thank you all so much.... See you (better, I hope--no pun intended--after the Holidays)
Hugs all 'round, love you all....
Julierose, La blageuse ( the one-eyed lady for now...)