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… then bring the mountain or at least a portion of it to you. “Do what you love.” That is what the outpatient therapists reiterate to Steve as we continue on this journey of stroke recovery. One of the things he loves is woodworking, old school craftsmanship. Think The Woodwright Shop. His woodworking shop is in the basement. Hmmm. We’re not quite there yet because yes, it is another spiral stair, but his therapy team said if you love woodworking then do woodworking, figure out some simple projects and go to it. I asked Steve what would you like to do. He said, “Make cutting boards.” Now I’m not a woodworker but I’ve seen him make cutting boards and I responded after a deep breath, “Uhm, do you think there’s something even simpler to begin with? You know you have some cedar panels from a previous project. I can bring them up here. You were supposed to make me some moth repellant hangers for the closets …” He processed it and said, “Okay, we can do that. I need the Jorgenson clamp.” I blinked a few times and then said, “Well, of course,” as I slid my phone out of my pocket to google what that meant. But what I didn’t remember was “old school” and so in the end he had to sketch what he meant and if you google what he meant it falls under beautiful wooden vintage. And so on this journey I’m learning new language (fret saw?!) and new skills (how to make a straight cut). He’s got a goal. He’s making a bunch of very practical (and oh so wonderfully smelling) cedar hooks to give to family and friends for their closets. Life is so interesting. 🙂

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I have thought of my father much this weekend, and mostly when I do, I smile.  I am sure that he would shake his head and possibly chuckle at the new bucket of potatoes I have growing in the hallway.  The stems are thick and the leaves a dark, vibrant green in the morning light.  Planting that bucket was a moment of wonderful calm.  I will always associate the joys of gardening with my father who found his calm in that way. I think he used to find his calm on the water too.  In the garden or on the water, I think one thing he modeled for me was how to take a deep breath and keep moving forward even into the unknown.  Maybe that’s why I thought of him as I read a passage from a sermon about Shores of Light.

“There are people even in this troubled and confused world who are continually like plants reaching upward toward the shores of light.  When those shores are completely hidden from our sight by mist and fog, when we can see nothing but this present world from which time sweeps us away with almost no consideration at all, we look at them and we say, The shores of light must still be there.”  — Theodore P. Ferris

 

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1. a new stained glass project

2. the foods of summer

3. music that makes me want to write

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lime and apple mint

lime and apple mint

… but I did not dream of growing up to become a chef, like Jackie Hill did.  Of course, I had a toy camera and I never dreamed of growing up to become a photographer.  You never know what a day — or a life — will hold, do you?  Those random  thoughts were inspired by this beautiful article about a woman following her dreams.

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Via this link you can read English professor Hank Kellner’s latest article on Using Poems and Photos to Inspire Writing, an article that incorporates my poem, The Color of Sadness.  Throughout our lives, if we’re lucky, teachers guide us.  English teachers have been very important in my life.  That is why I am so honored to have met Hank who is so dedicated to helping other teachers inspire their students to write.  He enables teachers to help their students view a photo or a poem as a launching point.  He has certainly helped me view my own writing with new eyes.  I wrote the Color of Sadness as an expression of lingering grief over the loss of my parents.  I have watched him turn it into a teaching tool.  What an amazing world.  😉

 

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