I decided to participate in three word Wednesday this week, these words brought to mind my mother with her telephone voice for customers, and crabby kitchen voice for the family. Unlike my mom I am unable to fake a smile or a mood on demand. If I'm not feelin it you can expect it will show up in my demeanor. However I can usually spot a phony or disdain in a persons body language instantly.
There seems to be a flow of change around me. Driving through the streets of Langley each tree seemed to beg attention. Bright red ones amongst the vibrant orange, brilliant yellow amongst the green! A wonderland of color popping out at me, like a reel from an old childhood view master. I was in awe of the day and how truly blessed we are by Mother Nature. Soon the beauty will fade. In an instant, with the wind of a storm, only barren branches will be left behind. Though they appear dead for a time, behind the dormant stage is a season of hope and abundant future potential. We only need really observe how nature works to know that hope, and possibility are always alive.
All the while I’m thinking when my daughter returns from her trip all the trees will be stripped of color. The appearances will have changed, things may be less attractive, but joy and comfort of home will welcome her. She will feel and see the beauty in that!
Right now it seems the whole world is touting doom and gloom, growing it into a disaster. But as everything changes, those trees still thrive. Maybe we are in a time of renewal. A period of rest, hibernation, reflection, a chance to seek joy and appreciation in the mundane! Maybe we need to regenerate and assess new values, reconnect with our inner spirit and humanity.
I altered a plain white Lunch kit months ago. I planned to glitter the cheeks then varnish it, but haven't purchased new varnish yet!
I gessoed it first , then painted it with acrylic paints. I don't see why you couldn't purchase a clean metal lunch box at a thrift store, prime it with gesso and white acrylic and paint over it as well!
This photo and next one aren't as clear as the last two, the cheek colors are more even than they appear!
I think this would be a great project for preschoolers or elementary school children. They could alter it, then store art supplies or little treasures in it! Some may be afraid of being teased if they take it to school. But since there is such a drive to be green and recycle it's a great way to preserve old metal lunch kits from hitting the landfills!
My small kit holds many sharpies, my water color pencil crayons and my sparkley h2o paints!
Intimate River Waiting
I’m not going to lie! I don’t enjoy small talk, willing to avoid it at all cost. Words without meaning or substance bore me, except of course if there is humor involved. I can be seen darting out of an isle if I spy someone I haven’t seen in ages. Just to rescue myself from those uncomfortable moments of small talk. Today’s Three word Wednesday reminded me of the many seemingly happy couples who in actuality are very unhappy!
Peppers sister-in-law made this fun necklace out of old buttons from grandmas button jar! Click the image to see if you recognize any buttons from your past!
This is my #3 Jayna's angel, Porclaine is an old hippy angel seeking peace, she meditates daily! Even though I love to be current, a little of Porclaines spirit trickles through my life, in art and attire!
Sincerely the change can wreak havoc on a womans life! My mother always spoke about how hard it was, but never in detail. This is when I most wish she were alive. So I could apologize for not being more compassionate as a teen. Now I understand why she was up at four, or until four A.M.reading at the table, why she was so crabby living on short intervals of sleep. Why she was less tolerant, and slower to compute things. I wish I knew then what I know now, so I could just say sorry mom, I didn't get it!
I wish she were alive so I could compare the experience, ask her those details she never shared, have her comfort me by saying, " this too shall pass!" Today I miss you mom!
