The Way To Start A Monday

God Says Yes to Me
by Kaylin Haught

I asked God if it was okay to be melodramatic
and she said yes
I asked her if it was okay to be short
and she said it sure is
I asked her if I could wear nail polish
or not wear nail polish
and she said honey
she calls me that sometimes
she said you can do just exactly
what you want to
Thanks God I said
And is it even okay if I don't paragraph
my letters
Sweetcakes God said
who knows where she picked that up
what I'm telling you is
Yes Yes Yes



sent to me by my friend, catherine, who's always ready with a 'yes yes yes', as well.

Dating Myself

My sister is a HUGE fan of Rick Astley, always has been, but she tries to play it off like I'M the huge fan and is forever taunting me with moments of Astley:  She had pencils made for me that say 'rick astley fan club';  She calls me from whatever dressing room or restaurant she's in and holds her phone up to the speaker that's blasting his tunes.  Yesterday, she sent me the above image.  Ahh, it takes me back to her youth.

It Tends To Happen When You're Not Looking

If your parents are anything like my parents, you get a lot of forwarded emails:  Bad jokes, pictures you can't quite see, political items that verge on the edge, religious ideas that are on it's 15th forward and, every once in awhile, some really great quotes.  Then, sometimes, you get one of these forwarded emails from your parents that is right up your alley:  They do know you well and are often paying attention to things you like, rave about, or are just plain interested in.  This morning, I got one of those.



It's a beautiful way to start the day... And it puts me in mind of my own RK, who's done timelapse photography for years and is perfecting it each time he does another.  Flowers were his obsession for awhile, but he's caught the longest day of the year, as well as the moon.  It passed us by while we slept...as these things tend to do.


 

of course, all videos are always more enjoyable in full screen: So, hit it to get it!

It Takes Class

I'm thrilled to be getting ready to teach again at my sister's annual Art of Craft weekend that takes place the end of January... and there's a question that I've been pondering a lot.  It's also struck me that the answer is probably very different to each individual (individualism being what it is and all...)
So, Readers, I turn to you for an answer:  What makes a good class?
You're an adult, you're paying for a class, what makes it a memorable, 'i'd-like-to-do-that-again' kind of class?

I've taken a number of classes over the years and I've stood in the wings on a number of others and I'm trying to come up with some concrete things that make a good class... but I'm really interested in what others think on this one:
What do you appreciate the most?  What detail stands out to you?  Was it the craft itself?  The teacher?  The supplies?  The techniques?
Do tell!

(all photos:  from the various (1, 2, 3) classes I've taught)

Raining Dogs, no cats

Sometimes it feels like writing feels like a luxury I just can't seem to afford....
So, with that knowledge, I leave you, dear readers, with images that are worth a thousand words:  Perfect for a rainy day, dogs shaking the water off their back.

All photos by Carli Davidson for her series "Shake".