We had an interesting week; weather had a diabolical mind of its own. One day was cold, damp, slushy, slippery yuck! Made it hard to get from Point A to Point B. No sun for what seemed like weeks, and now it is going to be 52 and sunny, low humidity, finally.
I’ve asked God to forgive me today; I stayed home from Church and choir; exhausted and all kinds of “ouchies.” It doesn’t help when you trip and fall on your guitar case as I did a couple weeks ago, when my guitar gently wept.
Valentine’s Day is imminent, I remind everyone that it is the feast day of St. Valentine, a martyr. As a prisoner, he taught his jailor’s daughter, no small task, since she was blind. There was no Braille or talking books or anything else. The night before he was executed, the saint left her a note, I guess to be read to her, and he signed, “your Valentine.” The miracle associated with Valentine is that after he was martyred, the little girl was able to see. My college age students had tears in their eyes when they read the life of Valentine. My , best Valentine’s Days were with my family and with my class mates, when we exchanged cards through the Valentine Box.
Today, I am cooking, making Panna Cotta, and my mom’s avgolemono soup again (egg lemon). Panna Cotta is my first go round. I’ll let you know. Having new projects, cooking, all inform my art and my writing.
Also inspired by a show on Acorn, Stitch in Time. Narrator demonstrated how no scrap of material went unused in a suit made for Charles II. I thought of later 17th and 18th century dolls, commonly called Queen Anne, where the dresses are often made of strips of different materials sewn together.
Also, my book Toying with Death is now being typeset. The good end is near! Be safe this week and always. Spring is nigh!!
We had an interesting week; weather had a diabolical mind of its own. One day was cold, damp, slushy, slippery yuck! Made it hard to get from Point A to Point B. No sun for what seemed like weeks, and now it is going to be 52 and sunny, low humidity, finally.
I’ve asked God to forgive me today; I stayed home from Church and choir; exhausted and all kinds of “ouchies.” It doesn’t help when you trip and fall on your guitar case as I did a couple weeks ago, when my guitar gently wept.
Valentine’s Day is imminent, I remind everyone that it is the feast day of St. Valentine, a martyr. As a prisoner, he taught his jailor’s daughter, no small task, since she was blind. There was no Braille or talking books or anything else. The night before he was executed, the saint left her a note, I guess to be read to her, and he signed, “your Valentine.” The miracle associated with Valentine is that after he was martyred, the little girl was able to see. My college age students had tears in their eyes when they read the life of Valentine. My , best Valentine’s Days were with my family and with my class mates, when we exchanged cards through the Valentine Box.
Today, I am cooking, making Panna Cotta, and my mom’s avgolemono soup again (egg lemon). Panna Cotta is my first go round. I’ll let you know. Having new projects, cooking, all inform my art and my writing.
Also inspired by a show on Acorn, Stitch in Time. https://acorn.tv/stitchintime. Narrator demonstrated how no scrap of material went unused in a suit made for Charles II. I thought of later 17th and 18th century dolls, commonly called Queen Anne, where the dresses are often made of strips of different materials sewn together.
My book Toying with Death is now being typeset. The good end is near! Be safe this week and always. Spring is nigh!!
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