Putting aside one for the other...

I've been putting all my focus on one thing lately which has resulted in neglecting my knitting .

Any & all chances I have I'm here...

caressing, banging, sliding, crashing & escalating...

to master this piece in order to accompany Breana. Our Violin Concert is around the corner, will I make it? For a breather, I practice the other recital pieces I'll be accompanying. I dive into the crescendos, I float with the sweet melody, I crash during a mistake and I gush when my heart strings sing w/ the notes.

I slip into my 'happy place'. I get sucked into the song, the conversation, the idle chit-chat, the dance, the angst and the release. I let the notes linger in the air and float up to the heavens. My ears ache when the notes crash to the ground with a boom and I'm left empty. To refill I work on those measures over & over & over again in order to gain satisfaction.

I enjoy spending time with my Hardman, my beloved piano that I favored when I was younger. And that's where I will spend the rest of my morning!

Reasons to love our beach town...

Turning temporary pedestrian walkways into galleries displaying young local artist's work...
that make you stop & ponder...
or allow you to keep on walking with a smile on your face...

Epitome of 'blissful treats'

A friend, Elena, is always so thoughtful, especially during Easter. We love our knitted Easter bunnies! Elena took the time to knit bunnies and give them out to numerous people - in the meantime she was renovating one home, packing up another and taking care of her two children, 2 goats and 2 dogs while letting our Violin program consume her life & property one day a week. She is kind, giving & sweet!

She also spoiled me with these delectable petits fours! I brought them camping with us - well, I didn't know they were so beautiful and delicious! I selflessly shared them amongst the 7 of us while secretly & deeply wishing that I had left them home for my own private consumption. How could I have known that they would be so adorable and so soft & moist!
But it's good to share, right?
I did the right thing, no?

Blissful treats - yes!

Yarn & Friendship

A few years back a handful of friends & I gathered once a week in the morning at each other's homes. The kids were at school, the husbands at work and the homes empty. We'd knit, chat & eat wonderful morning treats. However, we discovered that one can only knit scarves at such a gathering. Working with a pattern was too involved and caused you to either mess up the pattern because you were trying to follow & contribute to a conversation or resulted in you shutting yourself off from everyone so that you can concentrate. In other words, a lot of scarves were made that year!
Sometimes I miss the gatherings - the chats around beautiful baskets filled with colorful skeins - the clanking of the needles beneath the chatter - the yummy treats straight out of the oven - the wonderful women to share a morning with.
It was a morning where nothing was more important than the needles in your hands and the friends sitting by your side. A morning where the dishes stayed stacked in the sink, the dust settled and the beds remained unmade.
Good times...

Hurry - the suns out!

Blue/green day because the sun was out and when the sun is out I start to think about the ocean, smell the seaweed, hear the crashing waves and squint because of the powerfully bright sun!
And I move far away from black days...

when it's too cold, too windy & too wet to hang laundry outside.

There's something theraputic about hanging laundry outside - the whole ordeal of starting early in the morning so the clothes won't get scorched, the walking the basket of wet laundry outside, the meticulous hanging of the items, the seeing the clothes billow in the breeze from the corner of my eyes, the taking down of the laundry just as it becomes dry and soft not dried to a crisp and the folding of the laundry that smells like the sun.

Simple
Requires patience
Soaks up the sun's goodness