slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Category: coffee pot posts
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Polar vortex report: We were slammed with two winter storms one week apart severe enough to be granted the names of Fern and Gianni. Fern was sleet and ice, what we normally get around here when we get any winter weather. No fun at all and the ice accumulation meant that a lot of people…
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First, here’s my current tapestry project. I’m still musing over a title because it is truly abstract. What I’ve noticed is that the lines and shapes have taken on lives of their own in my mind. Right now I’m leaning toward “Fuzzy Dreams.” The inspiration and cartoon is a painting I did in a mark…
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If you’ve been following me for a while, I guess you’ve noticed that my website has changed. Drastically. I can’t say I’m that happy about it, but I was fiddling around with some different templates, thinking that I was looking at a preview, and instead lost my previous template. It was an older one, for…
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No April Fool’s today. Nothing could shock me. I would believe anything. I can’t seem to deal with updating this website. I don’t want to make anything for sale. I haven’t been doing my stitch meditations for the past week. I don’t feel like starting seeds or planting anything. I don’t care about cooking any…
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Retirement is so weird. The world is disgustingly surreal. The day is over before I know it. It goes so fast. I was supposed to have so much time on my hands to do ALL THE THINGS. Much of it is wasted on computer games and scrolling through social media. I do focus on artists,…
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Doing a coffee pot post today before I blog my trip to Tucson. I’ll drop the personal details here from the past week or so then do a separate post for the pretty pictures. The days before my trip were consumed with getting the studio cleaned and the yard stuff moved to the shed part…
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The biggest thing I plan to do today is stay out of my bedroom. As a recovering agoraphobic, it becomes my cocoon during times of great stress. When it is this cold those blankets beckon me. I bury my thoughts in reading novels and playing games and puzzles for those addictive dopamine hits. It helps…
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I’m curled up on the sofa in the front room after a sleepless night, determined that I will be awake to sign for this scheduled Fed Ex delivery if it is required. If I have to get up early, it’s nearly guaranteed that I won’t fall asleep until 3 a.m. or so. When I was…
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what to do what to do what to do A little over a week since the beginning of the end of human history, I am emerging from a fog of fever and phlegm: the virus that hit both of us and numbed us both somewhat for over a week. Sandy less so; his coughing has…
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Now that I’ve finished my posts about our trip to Scotland, and I highly recommend that you scroll to the bottom of that linked page and begin at the beginning, I can get on with journaling my regular life here in North Carolina. A week after we returned from Scotland, I participated in a group…
slowly she turned 