The story of Saint Brendan is one of my favorite saint stories. What adventures. A quest of seven years! The pictures here were guided drawings my students created.
Art Star: Warhol in Wolverhampton
6 days ago

The pretty autumn colors are everywhere. The trees look so amazing in yellows, red & browns. The sun was shining, but there was a pleasant breeze.
The yellows and greens on this tree in the park across the street were so gorgeous. Couldn't quite capture it on camera. Then I remembered I was standing in a field that brought memories of laying together in the grass under the spring sun & as the tears started flowing down my cheeks, I decided to journey on.
Two squirrels were playing tag up & down the tree. So funny. Hard to snap a picture of a squirrel in motion, though.
Lovely red roses still in bloom.
I have always loved stained glass art. I remember being captivated as a child with the gorgeous stained glass art of the old European churches & cathedrals. Just so pretty. How beautiful the light falling through such a window must be inside the home. Just around the corner from us is a house with beautiful stained glass art. As I drove by one evening, I noticed the workshop in the basement. So much colorful glass. I have been wondering if I should knock and ask if I could learn.
My fascination with the white picket fence continues. My own version that is, which has nothing to do with middle-class life in suburbia. My head tells me it's a stupid ideal from a fairy tale world. My heart tells me, it must be possible.
Funny enough the house with the white picket fence is right across the street from a haunted house. Coincidence?
How idyllic - overgrown with ivy, the symbol of determination, strength & renewal to the Druids of olden times. I mean, it's virtually indestructible and grows just about anywhere. - A nudge to carry on, maybe.
Or maybe not?
Back at home. Our marigolds are still blooming. It's a lovely day out. Now back to reality. To work. To chores. To dealing with the now. To figuring out how to go on from here. Where to go. What to do. How to make the half-empty glass half-full again. What bread to bake. What undies to wear...
Nathan finished his hat a few handwork classes ago. He was in a knitting frenzy! One night I caught him secretly knitting under the covers after 10 p.m. Since this put him way ahead of the class, the handwork teacher now has him work on bike helmet earmuffs before going on to the "traditional" 5th grade socks. The boys do like to ride their bikes to school. I'm sure the earmuffs will come in toasty this autumn & winter.
This is the pattern for the gnome featured in the blog post, "The First Gnome." Above is another one knitted by one of my second grade students. I just love how they are turning out. The students are so into their gnomes, too. It seems to become a theme that they want to knit them backpacks, which is turning out to be another great project for them.
These are some baby socks I have been working on. There's also a green pair, a Tequila Sunrise pair & a Long Island Iced Tea pair. I just think they are so cute. Awww. A nice way to use up sock-yarn leftovers. We'll see how many more pairs I can whip up before I get tired of the pattern.
The Barn-Raising Quilt squares I continue to work on as well - when I have yarn available. The stack is growing. I should probably block some of them soon. I can't wait for all 36 to be complete. I'm planning on creating a bit of a rainbow with the squares. We'll see. Superwash wool yarn leftovers anyone?
Nathan felt like baking something. We didn't have all the ingredients for his favorite recipe, so he improvised. (He also took the picture.)
... the night before Christmas, when all through the house
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