The day is damp at the cottage
and there is a chill in the air.
Outside the rain has stopped for now
and it is slowly warming up...
allowing the thin layer of ice
to melt away.
Inside, it is dark.
A light or two
and a couple candles
make a warm glow.
As I sip my tea,
my memories float about.
Days like this,
spent with both parents
are treasures now.
I would make us tea.
A spoon of sugar for my Mom,
a dash of cream for my Father.
I would have both
and he would chide me...
"That is the Welsh in you"
I smile now,
as my last name
is Walsh.
My husband,
a proud Irish Man
with the last name
meaning
Welsh.
Funny,
the circles
that come round
in life.
I am
enjoying clay works
more and more.
I worked in clay
quite a bit growing up.
Minature mice were
a favorite subject.
I have one piece that I saved...
but,
I wonder if the others
are still treasured
among friends and family.
My wee friend
Pip Squeak
is also
a circle
come round.
A blend of then and now
and I am ecstatic
for adding textiles
to my now.
I have always loved cloth.
Colors, pattern,
and textures call
my heart.
The world of Dollmaking
opened my eyes
and I know I am exactly
where I belong.
Both of my pieces
for
bring
the memories
of past works
and
connect to the present
technical abilities,
that I am still
learning and exploring.
Life certainly circles
beautifully
in
wonderful ways.
It is when you sit back
and really see
what has come around,
that
you realize
that magic
has happened.
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