it got a wee bit chilly out there. windy, blustery. the tall strands of goldenrod leftover from the summer blow fiercely about and then stand quite still for a moment.
here's to a nice place of stillness within no matter what the wind blows.
"Have yourself a merry little christmas
may your heart be light.
from now on our troubles will be out of sight.
have yourself a merry little christmas
make your yule-tide gay
from not on our troubles will be miles away."
sigh. i am packing up a box to send to my folks in western pennsylvania. wish i could help my mom decorate her tree this year. i sang 'o holy night' with maura at port session with her harp last night it reminded me of the years of singing it with my mom. was a true gift to sing it.
one more commissioned cat pillow to go out then finish some holiday cards and thoughts of stocking gifts and food stuffs to make.
take care everywhere.
e tob
I've been oil painting in my newburyport studio...So glad to be using my grandmother's oils and a new red my friend Kathy handed to me.
Stay rested during these weeks, pace yourself. peaceful solace, loving comfort and joy of being to you this holiday season.
e. tob
a wee line up of 7 inch tall stuffing friends with french bull dog in a boat in a bathtub behind them.
We're all in a box, fired up and ready to go. Now we are at Chameleon Gallery in Newburyport.
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