Peeps, Peep Peep

This morning, we had a peeping Tom looking in our kitchen window. I think he lives next door, and he has a crush on our cat Phoebe.








So we decided to go for a walk in a nearby park, and try to get our ducks in a row.






It was such a beautiful sunny day for a walk.



Then it was back to work on my story quilt...
love glove shove
shine wine mine
rhyme time dime
dim limb trim pin spin
spar far char car star





And there are always photos of little Mia to look at. She's even cute when she's pulling her socks off.

My Funny Vallentine

This morning Jim gave me a day-early Valentine gift...a beautiful little landscape painting.

Then we drove to Eugene to have our favorite lunch and so I could buy him his favorite Euphoria Chocolate truffles for his Valentine gift.










Miss Phoebe decided she didn't want to get a Valentine, she wanted to be a Valentine.

Wordplay

Today, an engineering geologist came down from Portland to have a look at the hill by our house. He needed to see if the ground is stable enough to rebuild the deck like it was before the trees fell.

He had to go all the way down our stairs to the river, and work his way back up the side of the hill, so he went back to his truck to get his waterproof boots.

The critters all around have had to be disturbed...again.


slid

slip

sleet

feet

heat

neat

newt










boot

root















cute

cat

Sew it Goes

My life seems a little strange these days. We're renting a house while ours is being repaired from the tree damage.

I've recently gone through training as a Hospice volunteer. Each year they decorate a Christmas tree with hand-made quilted ornaments. Families can buy one to commemorate a loved one. It's a fund raiser. So I've been making ornaments according to their prescribed design.


But the biggest part of my time has been focused on fallen and fractured trees. I'm putting together a quilt that hopefully will tell the story.




trees can be magical in the ways they cloister around a place.

in winter they rise unhidden by spring leaves.

muscled body builders with arms outstretched. pumped.

but when they fall, they're like random pick-up-sticks in a windstorm.

gold crowned teeth crushing against peanut shells.







my cat finds a mouse whose warm burrow under the deck has been disrupted.

fallen trees have dislodged more than dumb luck.







slow. so slow to weave
fabric of a new normal.











it all seems dark. too dark.

but the next night, a full moon. stars