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february 9, 2010
i took my sewing machine in for a tune up. finally!
it was past due but just like getting my scissors sharpened or going to the doctor or the dmv or the grocery store, there’s always something more pressing to do and there is always a sewing project in process. 
i look forward to having my little machine back and running smoothly by thursday. 
or else.
in the meantime
there are other toys to play with.
we found this bird in an abandoned house years ago. one of his wings is broken but still poised for flight.

february 8, 2010

                                                                                                                     

hands
        i spent yesterday and this morning putting my junk treasures in order.
 there is now a paper box stuffed with snakes and a pewter bowl filled with skulls, bones tucked away in a wooden purse and a plaster dental cast holds my daughter’s tiny baby teeth as well as her four wisdom molars.
 if i didn’t have to work today i’d be there still. finding the perfect place for the doll heads, listening to our neighbor the pakistani street dentist running his drill. lu would still be laying in her little patch of sunlight until she was half way melted.     

february 8, 2010

                                                                                                                     

hands
        i spent yesterday and this morning putting my junk treasures in order.
 there is now a paper box stuffed with snakes and a pewter bowl filled with skulls, bones tucked away in a wooden purse and a plaster dental cast holds my daughter’s tiny baby teeth as well as her four wisdom molars.
 if i didn’t have to work today i’d be there still. finding the perfect place for the doll heads, listening to our neighbor the pakistani street dentist running his drill. lu would still be laying in her little patch of sunlight until she was half way melted.     
february 4, 2010
teeth and bones
teeth and bones
is that a strange thing to have a collection of?
i really don’t know. 
i have old watches, twisted and rusted pieces of wire, fortune cookies and three little metal crowns.  
i don’t know for sure what’s strange and what isn’t anymore.
and it still hasn’t rained but it will.
 i can taste it.
i can feel it in my bones.




 
february 4, 2010
teeth and bones
teeth and bones
is that a strange thing to have a collection of?
i really don’t know. 
i have old watches, twisted and rusted pieces of wire, fortune cookies and three little metal crowns.  
i don’t know for sure what’s strange and what isn’t anymore.
and it still hasn’t rained but it will.
 i can taste it.
i can feel it in my bones.




 
february 3, 2010
 
From Planting Along The Verge
playing with old photos and photos of old work.
looking through my new book 
little pictures of japan.

thank you Allene! 

trying not to think about dinner.
especially since it’s my day to cook and i’d rather be skiing or going to the dentist.
february 3, 2010
 
From Planting Along The Verge
playing with old photos and photos of old work.
looking through my new book 
little pictures of japan.

thank you Allene! 

trying not to think about dinner.
especially since it’s my day to cook and i’d rather be skiing or going to the dentist.
February 2, 2010
From Planting Along The Verge

i think i’m turning japanese.
i managed to decipher one simple pattern from the new japanese sewing book
Heart Warming Life Series
pochee Special.
it was a simple little cardigan. two front and two back pieces but i had to stare at the page this way and that to find them.  there are several pattern pieces all printed over one another on the same page.  i still can’t figure out what any of the numbers on the page mean.  the book has about 40 patterns in it.
that was sunday. 
today i was back to staring and finding pattern. something my eye and mind love to do. i’m sure there is a category for this condition in the physician desk reference.
 another pattern became visible this morning and i’m almost finished with that one but decided to stop and think about what to make for dinner.  not that i want to but tearful will be home and he probably skipped lunch like he does and that will never do. not that rice and beans will thrill him but at least it will nourish and my mother would be proud. 

here’s what we watched last night: