Thursday, September 26, 2013
the only version I could find on You tube of my favorite Betsy Rose song but its cool...
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
I have never been a "sew-er" though my Great Grandpa Joe Siemer was a tailor, so I think it might be in my blood. And though he might be a little embarrassed seeing my stitching ( my Mom taught me as a little girl but I haven't done it since) I am really enjoying this kind of focused art- doing. I have also never painted on fabric but after this project, I just might have to recycle more of my little Brothers Patrick's jeans. Pat too was proud of our Cherokee dna and I think he would approve of this use of his old jeans.
Finally taking time to read All of Michael Drake's book "Shamanic Drumming: Calling of the Spirits" (as opposed to skipping around as I tend to do, though I am only on page 35) tells me that I am absolutely on my right path.
Thank You Great Everything !!!!
Monday, September 23, 2013
Mollie has a one way love affair with a neighborhood boy-dog named Gizmo. She will see Gizmo a few hundred yards off and then bow down and wait for him to arrive. Being a little dog, he doesn't tolerate her true wild Labrador nature very long. I get a kick out of watching it every time.
Friday, September 20, 2013
This is the Rose that I planted down here for my Mom , who was a fabulous Rose Gardener. It is in bloom again. It is one of the most beautiful Roses that I have ever seen and I love that it always faces North towards Ohio.
Last night I decided to make a bag for my Taos Drum that I have had for over 20 years now. I found some old jeans that belonged to my little Brother Patrick and started by painting myself my own medicine shield. It's a work in progress.
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Monday, September 16, 2013
Saturday, September 14, 2013
About once a month or so I like to take Dad and Mollie for a ride out to Yankeetown. For many years this is where my Dad went to take his boat out, before his days of disability.
What a glorious Friday the 13th it was. Perfect weather and only a few other souls in kayaks and boats out there. We stopped for fish and chips "to go" at Dad's favorite restaurant, Mama Sally's in Inglis and then drove out to the point. We (all three) seem to get rejuvenated by going to the ocean (gulf) and this one yesterday was much needed by all of us.
Dad and I both get a kick out of watching Ms. Mollie swim,whether it be on the Withlacoochoee or Rainbow Rivers or here at the gulf. It seems to be just pure joy and glee for her, our darling doggie. Boy do I miss the ocean.