organizing all my web stuff and i haven’t been around these parts since last October. could it be that the last thing I sat down to create was the mosaic tile mirror I made for Alice’s birthday? How can that be?
time waits for no woman and I have to minimize my distractions to focus on the feeds my soul part. Plenty of tile and glass and …
The shop was closed, again, so Renee knocked on the side door and said, “we’ve been here before … you were closed and we see that you’re closed again but … I just have to have one of the pieces in the front window … can we please come in?
They were both like little kids in a candy store and then Renee said, “I must have a piece of your art because I can feel all of the love and the light shining through.” Me too.
Touched beyond belief and all I can say is that this big beautiful universe, wearing a straw hat, is hard at work on my behalf.
The best things in life are nearest: Breath in your nostrils, light in your eyes, flowers at your feet, duties at your hand, the path of right just before you. Then do not grasp at the stars, but do life’s plain, common work as it comes, certain that daily duties and daily bread are the sweetest things in life. ~Robert Louis Stevenson