Red Cedar
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Post #3292: Seeds and stuff
Here we are, right on the vernal equinox – and just like that the neighbourhood is full of bird and frog songs. The serenades started a couple of weeks ago, baby birds first, the frogs joining in about a week later. Such welcome sounds… Continue Reading “Post #3292: Seeds and stuff”
Post #3291: Notebooks
I have a too-many notebooks problem at the moment. I have one titled The Journal of Endings in which I note and write about things coming to an end. I have a process journal for the book I was writing last year. I have… Continue Reading “Post #3291: Notebooks”
Post #3290: My personal inbox situation
Since the beginning of the new year I’ve been in a decluttering and re-organizing mode: inbox, closets, studio, finances. It wasn’t a resolution since I didn’t make any this year, but it’s clearly where my focus has attenuated in these last few weeks. Perhaps… Continue Reading “Post #3290: My personal inbox situation”
Post #3288: Cycles of creativity
I tend to flow between cycles of obsession when it comes to textile work. My sewing machine might sit untended for months with a project cut out beside it, my looms might be warped and left unwoven for as much as a year –… Continue Reading “Post #3288: Cycles of creativity”
Post #3287: The end of ’22 and making do
I have barely written a thing all fall. Not here, not in the newsletter (save for one issue), and not in my personal notebooks either. It’s been a wordless time for me, and one that I’m eager to break with given my need (in… Continue Reading “Post #3287: The end of ’22 and making do”
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