The Artist: Calm, Pacific, Seawashed.
I read every one of your comments of comfort following the blaze that destroyed my unfinished home and the death of my marriage. I learn I am not alone in this sort of loss...many of you shared how you made it through the same heartbreak.
Your heartfelt sentiments will help me heal. My gratitude is...boundless.
Whenever I get "too much" in my eyes from staying online, I turn to my friend and fellow blogger Kerrie Sanderson's Seawashed. Her natural materials and palette reflect the beauty of the Pacific. But the lovely thing is you really feel serenity, calm, patience...a baptism by the eternal sea and all it can teach.
This is something I knew years ago, and though the Atlantic is a 15 minute drive away I never make the time to get there more than 2 – 3 times a summer.
Her reply to my letter of thanks was:
" I hope it brings you some calm in the midst of the debris you are wading through from the storm."
Visit Kerrie at her Etsy and Facebook to experience the art resulting from her meditations with the sea.
Until next time, stay shabby!
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Leisure
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of scars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
W.H. Davies
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