With aging comes new perspective. Follow me with my daily journey and life as an artist and crafter.
This is my first post. A little about me. I am a senior citizen and at 68 while my body may be aging, I still love to try new things and experience all that life has to offer. My loves in life are my family, photography, art, crafts, camping, music and any other mischief I can get into at my age and get away with it.
I am a nut for cloud formations. As an artist I try to make anything look good. Being artistic brings out something in me that nothing else does. This is just the beginning so I hope you will keep coming back to see what I am into.
Yes, I guess you could say I’m a morning person. I love to go out on my back deck with coffee in hand just to talk to God.
Just as we have just celebrated our earthly father we need to take more time for our heavenly father.
While a lot of churches are failing to keep their flock together, they need to look at the reasons people are leaving. While people in the church are quick to point fingers at the people who do choose to leave, they never bother to ask why.
Now I used to enjoy going to church when I was younger but as I got older I began to see another side of this institution. I will give credit to those churches that are as they represent themselves to be.
Twice I have been assaulted by members of a church. Upon joining one church people were calling me constantly to join one committee or another. The final blow was when they hired a new organist who decided it was time to refurbish the 100+ year old organ. Then I get this letter in the mail that said “my” portion of that bill was $5,000! You can imagine my outrage. I sent them an email telling them to remove mine and my husband’s name from their roll.
Instead of focusing on keeping their flock together and more importantly teaching and interpreting the Bible, churches have strayed from their mission. They are houses of gossip, theaters of entertainment, and hiding places for sexual predators.
It wasn’t until I left the church that I sat down and actually read the Bible from cover to cover. This was true confirmation I had done the right thing. I was beginning to not just “read the Word but feel it”. That was what was really missing from church. I now had a spiritual connection.
It is that spiritual connection that ties us to God and the universe. In 2 Corinthians Paul tells us we have two bodies, the physical body and the spiritual body.
If you throw yourself into learning, and I mean open yourself up to making that connection you will be amazed at the endless possibilities.
While this little guy may not seem relevent to you there is a story here. Early in the year I began to see slow subtle changes in the environment. Prior to this time even the air smelled bad. Blame it on jet fuel, industrial waste, whatever you want to but you could tell something was toxic. Anyway, in early march we started to see these little rabbits. While you may say that is not a red flag for me it was. You see we have lived on the same property for 36 years and have rarely seen a rabbit until now.
Then with Spring came new grass. Maybe it was just my old eyes deceiving me but it seemed greener than usual. I don’t have a lot of flowers so I take heed of small environmental changes.
We see the rabbits daily now, morning and night. While the news media paints a dillusional picture of what is happening in the world, I choose to ignore them and see what picture God paints. Lily’s in my garden container will soon be blooming. Last year they only had one bloom on each plant. This year there are four blooms on each of the two plants. Like the rabbits, they are voluntarily multiplying.
You may be laughing this off right now but what is a matter of fact is that God sends of signs of things to come. I believe these few signs along with the increase in birds points to the fact that better days WILL COME!
Don’t get caught up in daily drama and the lies of the main stream media. Trust God, trust that he has a plan for Heaven On Earth. It will come but only in His time.
When I stepped outside on my deck this morning, I thought I must have stepped into Heaven. The grass was greener than normal, the sun brighter and the clouds just plain Heavenly.
After a brief morning shower it could not have been a better scene. Just when you think this world has “snapped”, something reels you back in. With the state this country is in and the recent shooting in Texas, it is easy to question “why continue”. It is not for us to question why life continues but it is for us to manage what God has created! So far we have done a poor job.
We have got to get back to the basics people. We have allowed evil people and politicians to dictate how we live our lives. NO MORE! It is not just about politics. It is about life, love, faith. These are the principles we grew up on that have quickly faded away.
You know the old saying “If you are not part of the solution, you are part of the problem.” There is so much truth in that statement. While there is little to no fix for our government, there is hope for life itself. It begins with me, you, your neighbor, your community, the world! We have to change our attitude and our vision for what we want out of life and what God has envisioned for us.
This world and the universe was not built in a day and only by God’s hand will it be cleaned up in a day. We have to start with cleaning up our environment and getting rid of the evil in it. God did NOT create this beautiful world for us to trash it like a kid with a new toy.
If you want to be “knocking on Heaven’s Door”, you might want to think about what you have done to even be standing at Heaven’s Door. As we draw closer to a time when judgement will surely come, don’t you want to be looking at a field of clouds instead of the Lake of Fire?
It is possible to have a Heaven on Earth but a lot has to change. It begins with waking up to reality and creating GOOD in this world. God wants us to Love and Love unconditionally. Does everyone deserve to enjoy a perfect world? Probably not but we are not judge and jury, we are the caretakers.
It begins with positive motivation. Regardless of how things are in your life find something positive to focus on even if it is only one moment. Share your smile with someone who can’t. Give to those who have nothing…and I am not talking about money. Those moments can and should change your life.
Today I finished my biggest project to date, a full size quilt. Take a peak.
While it has not made it to my bed yet because I literally just finished it minutes ago but was so excited about its completion I wanted to share.
While I get it is not a complicated pieced quilt, and I have done those, this one has gotten me through this nightmare that we have endured the last few years.
Yes I can hear the comments now, “It took you two years to complete I could have made several in that length of time”. Yes, I get it could have been done quicker. Let me explain, this is not my only hobby and was not my only project. This was also not quilted on a frame but in my lap. The squares and borders were sewed together a row at a time after the individual squares were quilted.
It has not been a complicated project but a labor of love. Love of the art of quilting. I actually acquired the fabric for this quilt several years earlier on a camping trip to the mountains. We landed in Marion, NC. It is a quaint small town that has barn quilts on almost every single building. In addition to being a great photo op it gave me the opportunity to drop by their little quilt shop.
For two years the fabric sat in my stash of other potential quilt options. When Covid hit I said it was the perfect time to start the quilt. Striving for perfection was not the objective, just to get a finish during a stressful time was the goal. So that I would not get stressed over the quilt I also worked on other projects.
Two weeks ago my husband says to me “Are you ever going to finish that quilt”. He was anxious as well to see it complete. So I put my other projects aside and finished seaming the last row of blocks. The last two days have been spent gently binding edges. This morning my husband cooked breakfast. When he brought breakfast to me, I was in my office where I could watch the birds and our favorite rabbit. Again the quilt bundled in my lap would probably look a “hot mess” to most people. I proudly showed my husband the last few stitches I had to make. And his remark, “Are you going to sell it?” No I responded because two years of my life was tied up in this quilt!
It might be a while before I undertake another project like this but do plan to make some lap quilts for donation.
If you have never quilted but would like to learn check out your local community College, quilt shops or center for the arts for classes.
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Our first trip out we chose Kings Mountain State Park. The main reason we chose this park was because we wanted to check out Two Kings Casino. While we had no aspirations of “winning big” we actually ended up spending little time in the casino and more time in the great outdoors.
Getting there was a great big hiccup as the GPS said it was only 4 hours and 8 minutes…..WRONG! It took us six hours to get there fighting high winds and high traffic. Our trailer swayed like it had no bars attached! The campground was not on a mountain but as we entered it there was certainly similarities in that the road was narrow and curving around foothills.
Arriving at the park office I got out and was met by an attractive man that said “Sorry we’re full” and then just kind of giggled. I of course did not think it was really that funny but since he wasn’t bad to look I went along with the joke.
After parking on the lot I got out and left our door in the truck so we could set up. My husband rolled the window down for him which proved to be beneficial when moments later we hear this click….he had locked himself in the truck with the keys in it! My husband was able to get his arm in far enough to unlock the truck and remove his keys. It kind of fit our mischevious Roco.
With our camper finally set up, it was time to have some fun. Here are some pics from the park.
Thanks for going on this journey with me. Pass it on, take a kid camping.
At a time when luxuries are out of the question, I try to recycle when possible. Here’s a recycle that is both practicle and completely free.
This piece of appliqued denim was formerly a section off the bottom of a midi skirt from the 80’s. The size of the applique dictated the size of the bag. After squaring off the block I rounded the corners at the bottom slightly. I then used this piece to cut the back and the lining sections. I then cut from the remaining denim I had about a two inch strip that would go about the bag section to form bottom and sides. Make sure you also cut this from your lining fabric. For strap cut another two inch strip for your desired length. Stitch the appliqued section and the matching back section to the side strip being careful to follow the curve at the bottom. For the strap, fold and stitch the length and turn. Press flat after turning and top stitch each side of the strap. Stich the strap ends between the denim and the lining. Folding the top of the denim and lining under, stitch all the way around the bag making sure you catch the straps in place.
While this project was time consuming, it was still fun.
Hope you enjoyed this project and that you will create a recycle bag if your own.
We all could use a rebirth at this time. Few things delight me more than watching the changes of spring. Already my fruit trees are waking up.
With the onset of spring comes many things. I have a list of “projects” already like pressure washing my deck, planting a garden, painting my storage/studio, and the list goes on.
Adjusting to the warmer weather does have its pitfalls like hay fever. Still, the days are more pleasant. While it is easy to get caught up in the turmoil of the world around us, I choose to enjoy life and every moment.
We will soon be planning our camping trips for the year. While I enjoyed the lavish lifestyle Atlantic City had to offer, I am happiest when my RV is parked next to a mountain stream.
Just taking in clean air has value. I guess that is why I love the mountains so much. They are particularly beautiful this time of year.
While I have finished a lot of needlework projects this year it is time to get more focused and get more into my art. I hope you will keep following and see where life takes me.
What is the one thing the devil can’t do….create, so be especially creative today!
While on the boardwalk we ate at a great restaurant called Rainforest Cafe. The decor fit the name and included a few animated furry friends. The great thing about the restaurants we visited was the large amount of food that was served. All the food in AC is expensive. Since there was always plenty of food served we made a habit of telling our server we wanted to share the meal. Sharing is a great way to get the meals you want and share the cost.
While playing the slots was fun it was the people there that was the real entertainment. As an artist I learned early on observation is everything! There were people of all ages, races, and origins and lots of them. I don’t think I have ever observed so many people in one building.
It was a great time and a welcomed change. If you want take your own Atlantic City adventure contact Bob Kelly Tours or your local travel agent.
Life is too short to watch it go by. Be a part of it and plan an affordable adventure. You don’t have to spend a lot to have a great time. Just being with family can be an adventure.
Have a great day and don’t forget to put God first in your life!
When my sister asked if I wanted to go to Atlantic City I could not turn her down. ONLY if you knew my husband and my dog could you fully appreciate my response.
We left out on Thursday, on a day that was less than perfect. When we get on the plane and the pilot says “It’s going to be a rough flight….”, it really made me question just how bad it would get. Leaving from Greenville in the rain I knew it would be a little rough. It really wasn’t that bad until we landed with a “BANG” on the tarmac.
We got off the plane and had to race to the front door of the airport to catch the bus to Harrah’s hotel and casino. We checked in and excitedly made our way to our assigned room, it was not the room we requested. Back down to customer relations we went. With a new assignment on the 15th floor we headed back to the elevator and up to our new room. Excited when we opened the door that it had the correct number of beds in it, we filed in and sat down in relief.
Moments later we saw this:
Our view of the bay included broken glass. It was pointless to complain because the hotel was full. Even though there was another plate of glass I just shook my head. How could ANY hotel rent a room in this condition…oh it gets better!
The bathroom was great and spacious with a large shower but the door would not close completely. I looked up to see a huge crack in the door…the door is a good 2 inches!
Well, we were off to a good start. Apparently since Covid the hotels are using that as an excuse NOT to clean the rooms! So now we have a large room with a cracked window, a cracked bathroom door, and now apparently…we are the maids and there must have been a run on washcloths because we were told at that time there weren’t any. This was just Thursday on arrival.
After changing to comfortable shoes we went downstairs to eat and hit the casino floor. If you ever get any ideas about winning money in a casino….don’t!! We fed those stupid machines like they were starving! You can guess who came out on the starving end of that deal!
On Friday we took a little commuter bus called a Jitney over to the Tropicana for breakfast. A great little restaurant called the Gilchrist was calling our name. The food was great and so was the price. Afterwards we of course headed to the casino. We casino hopped between the Tropicana, Ceasars and the Wild West casinos. We took our breaks out on the boardwalk…here’s the view:
Come back for more of our Atlantic City adventure.