the blue muse

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carol singing

and holiday movies

tree decorating

and baubles old and new

placed all throughout

the house

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another december

filled with snow and fairy lights

and most importantly,

hope

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for snowlight and fresh flowers

fireplaces and warm toes

light and love and hope

possibility and presence

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Wishing everyone a wonderful day of gratitude.

I’m so grateful for you.

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And thanks so much to everyone who came out to see us
this past weekend at the Holiday Bazaar!

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It’s hard to believe how quickly the holidays are approaching…
but, oh my, how time flies!

We are all ready to go for our final show of the year, and
it sounds like there might even be a bit of snow in the air.

We’ll be humming along to carols all weekend, they always play
The Chipmunks during this show, and I will be serenading my sister
with “Me, I want a hula hoop…” just to make her laugh.

Because, hey, you have to laugh, right?

Wishing you a weekend filled with smiles.

…..

We’re going to have some sales going on during the show, so if you are in the area this weekend, stop by and see us at

43rd Annual Holiday Bazaar Arts & Crafts Sale

Rochester Museum & Science Center,
500 University Ave., Rochester, NY 14607

Booth 112
Friday, November 22th • 5 p.m. – 9 p.m.
Saturday,  November 23th• 9:30 a.m. – 5 p.m.
Sunday, November 24th • 11 a.m. – 4 p.m.

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helps the medicine go down

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friday always feels a bit like a spoonful of sugar, doesn’t it?

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frosty mornings and raspberry sherbet skies

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children coming for the weekend

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forgetting all the things that “need” doing

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surrounding myself with love and letting that be enough

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because it is

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delphiniums in november

particularly those that offer up

perfect heart-shaped bokeh

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and you

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Thanks so much to everyone who came out to see us
at the Christkindl Market this past weekend.

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I know, it feels too early to think about the holidays!

But really, they are just around the corner, and this weekend it will be all holidays all the time.

We will be getting in the spirit and singing along to carols
in a landscape filled with twinkling lights at the

Christkindl Market

Granger Homestead, 295 North Main St.,
Canandaigua, NY  14424

Booth 80
Friday, November 8th • 1 p.m. – 7 p.m.
Saturday,  November 9th • 10 a.m. – 5 p.m.
Sunday, November 10th • 10 a.m. – 4 p.m.

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If you are in the area this weekend, stop by and say hello!

. . . . .

Sometimes, a bracelet just names itself…
and this was one of those times.

November is a big month for art shows, and it all starts
this Friday. This is one of our favorite shows,
all dressed up like a German outdoor market.

I will be singing along to holiday songs all weekend long,
in a landscape filled with twinkling lights.

. . . . .

If you are in the area this weekend, stop by and see us at

Christkindl Market

Granger Homestead, 295 North Main St.,
Canandaigua, NY  14424

Booth 80
Friday, November 8th • 1 p.m. – 7 p.m.
Saturday,  November 9th • 10 a.m. – 5 p.m.
Sunday, November 10th • 10 a.m. – 4 p.m.

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Wishing you a week filled with promise

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October has been a month of shadows. It’s hard to find the light when you’re not feeling well, but finally I seem to have turned a corner, and there it is: light. And I am filled with gratitude, in the way that happens when you have a health scare, a reminder of just how precious every day is.

And now I’m heading into my busiest month of the year… two jewelry shows, gearing up for the holidays, design work and I still haven’t put my garden to bed. We have finally had a hard frost, and now it’s time. Except I need just that: time.

But I am trying not to stress, planning to simply do what I can do, because after all, what more can you do? My garden, my beautiful mess, will wait for me. As will the woodwork that needs painting, the chair cover that needs sewing, the studio that needs organizing (again).

Time waits for no one, but chores do. And it’s more important to take the time to catch the sun hitting the corn in the field next door, to read another book before the fire, to enjoy the company of the people I love, to write the words that need to be written. The things that matter are in clear focus. The rest can wait in the background, blurred and faded and properly prioritized.

Perspective is so subjective. A turn of the lens and what’s right in front of you becomes fuzzy and all those things on the horizon become sharp and clear. Another turn and there, you can see the moment you stand in.

That’s the one that matters.

Find the light. It’s always there, somewhere.

Reach for it.