If I knew I could, I would

This is Friday, I attempt to write on the topic the Gypsy Mama chooses. I am always surprised at what comes out of my fingers.
Join me if you dare

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Go

If I knew I could I would TRAVEL!

a driving trip to Alaska

and across Canada

over to PE Island

down through the New England states

follow east coast south and then west.

I would observe and see and look and learn.

I would live in Washington State and North Carolina.

I would observe………

I feel narrow and limited……by my owns fears

I would lift the top off the box; slip out; peer around and SMILE!
You know what, my hands are raised,
I’m starting to push…and…
LOOK
there is a glimmer of light
just a small crack
but it is there
I CAN, IF I WOULD……..

Stop…..breath, it always seems like I’m holding my breath, when the words start coming fast.

Image borrowed from – http://ezine-engine.author-engine.com, thank you.

Published in: on April 29, 2011 at 11:52 am  Comments (1)  

Hard Love

I couldn’t get the button to copy. Here I am again on Friday,
spreading my fingers wide and seeing what will fall out.

http://thegypsymama.com/2011/04/five-minute-friday-the-hard-love/
Write five minutes, no fixin’ gulp!
Five Minute Friday — Hard Love

Go

Hard love is going the distance love.
it’s praying, crying, for the right words love.
its knowing the words will hurt, because the words are hurting you.
It’s writing the words,
repeating the words
living the words, doubting the words, coming back to the words.
It’s standing on the porch love,
it’s waiting love,
it’s struggling love,
it’s dark love without sometimes a glimmer of hope love
it’s preparing love
it is hoping against hope love
it is knowing that if you could read the last chapter of the story,
knowing all the tears, doubts, prayers, disappointments,
you would live the story anyway because hard love is worth it all.

especially from the porch you look down the road and see her coming home.

stop

now I can breath it seemed I was holding my breath the whole time five minutes.

Published in: on April 22, 2011 at 10:48 am  Comments (3)  

One Thousand Gifts and A Scripture – 4

                                 

One thousand Gifts   April 18, 2011

24/25. this washer and dryer, large tubs and a light in the back of the dryer. . . (for finding things in the dark?).


26.  my shed, also known as fabric shop, yarn barn, pantry, puzzle and game place. office supply, and goodwill collection box.


27. flowers from Lincoln Avenue to be planted at Cozy Acres.

28. I love chocolate cake with ( as Corbin says) bo’nilla icing and ‘sprinklers’


29/30. chickens and fresh eggs are a special.

31. volunteer viola in March, same viola last week

33. a favorite motto

34. my re-arranged corner ready to sew

35. the beginning of garden, 2011

Isaiah 61:11 For as the earth bringeth forth her bud, and as the garden causeth the things that are sown in it to spring forth; so the Lord GOD will cause righteousness and praise to spring forth before all the nations.

Published in: on April 18, 2011 at 11:24 pm  Comments (1)  

On Distance

Got five minutes? Let’s write. Let’s finger paint with words

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Ready ……Set……….GO

The distance …going the distance

from a beginning….from a start

there is an end

I want to go the distance

it doesn’t matter how long the journey

It doesn’t matter what road I have to travel: supper highway or country lane; but to behonest I prefer the lalne

I’m a voyeur, an observer in a nice kind of way

I watch and wonder

I’m learning to appreciaate all the things I see along the way

I don’t want to miss a single thing.

but to go the distance ….takes

time

determination

preservance

stick-to-it-ness

stubbornness

focus

love for what is the distination!

I am going the distance, one day at a time, meeting the new, learning, improving, and yes

even though, I love to travel alone

would you like to travel a way with me………….

Stop

Okay a couple typos, it’s all apart of the distance.

Published in: on April 15, 2011 at 10:20 am  Comments (4)  

At Grandma Crain’s

I spent a week this spring staying with Grandma Crain while Shirley and William went on vacation. I always take a lot of  projects that have been sitting around a while, because I know I’ll not be distracted by life while I’m staying there. Life doesn’t intrude here. There is a doctor’s appt occasionally and the need for food, church once a week,  garden club meeting once a month, but that is about all if you’re Grandma Crain, and when you stay with Grandma: you are on her schedule.

Grandma’s schedule: Up about 7:oo, breakfast, devotions, some hand work (embroidery or crochet, mending by hand), get the newspaper and read it, a little gardening, lunch, nap/reading time, get the mail and read it, more hand work and gardening and reading, supper, more hand work or reading, 6:30 get ready for bed, about 7:00 lights out in the master bedroom.

So I have much time during the day and the long quiet evenings to catch up on UFP’s. (unfinished projects) This is where I worked on the quilt projects:

Grandma’s is a two acre plot of ground on a pot-holed paved lane off a main road outside of Redding, CA. The front half of property is developed with circle driveway in front of a 3 bedroom 2 bath ranch style home. Sounds fairly normal, right—but you’d be wrong. It is hard to describe the Flower Garden, Grandma’s on going project of almost 32 years.

I’ll try to give a small picture tour of what I saw this spring, March, 2011.

This is the view east from the front porch.

From here I walked down the driveway to left, back up right side, then to  behind master bedroom, the back garden and undeveloped area, flowers by the side patio door and the humming birds at the feeder.

The pictures got a little mixed up in the uploading, sorry. As you can see Spring is here. If I went back this month and took more pictures the flowers would be different and more plenteous. Each month more and different flowers to always have fresh flowers for church arrangements.  Yes, every Saturday flowers are picked and made into 4 bud vase size arrangements and one large arrangement placed in front of the stage.

I always enjoy staying at Grandma Crain’s, there is a peaceful serenity here where life doesn’t find a place to intrude.

Published in: on April 10, 2011 at 4:04 pm  Leave a Comment  

If you met me

Got five minutes? Let’s write. Let’s write in shades of real and true and unscripted.
Let’s just write and not worry if it’s just right or not.

http://thegypsymama.com/2011/04/five-minute-friday-if-you-met-me/

1. Write for 5 minutes flat for pure unedited love of the written word.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. Go leave some comment props for the five minuter who linked up before you.

OK, are you ready? Give me your best five minutes for the prompt:

If you met me….

This is a first for me on Friday (Saturday), I’ve read many of your inspiring posts. Not sure just how to do this or what is going to happen:

Hold my nose    JUMP

Go

You would approach a closed door probably surrounded by a moat full of alligators.

I’m hard to met

I appear judgmental

I am afraid of saying the wrong things

I am afraid of you

but if you bravely persist or you think it worth the effort  —

You will find a heart that wants to help: but procrastinates until it’s too late.

You will find good intentions with varying urgency to get things done.

You will find a great starter, and a slow finisher

You will find imperfections  and a deep trust and confidence in the One who loves me just as I am

Stop

After time stops: Again, this is the first I’ve done this and what a topic to start on– as some one said – “I don’t know until I write what I am going to write.”

I read a lot of last Friday’s posts and knew if I wrote how far below the standard I would be. This writing has shown me that it’s time to find homes for the alligators, plant water lilies and buy swans for the moat; exchange the door for one painted red with small diamond shaped glass panes. . .

Published in: on April 9, 2011 at 7:25 pm  Comments (2)