Circles

Tonight dear friends is the full moon.

I've read of what was referred to as "Moon Beauty."

That's the beauty one gains with age

rather than the beauty of youth or the dawning.

I like that way of thinking.

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There is something so beautiful about a full moon.

The soft glow of light it radiates

creates beauty of a softened nature

with it's light and shadows.

When I was getting my teaching degree,

we were once asked 

"If you were a shape, what shape would you be?"

None of us really blinked at the question,

though the few I've presented it to since then

look at me like I have 3 eyes or something.

There were some very thoughtful answers.

Some of the responses~

"A Square: I like everything in its slot.  No gray areas.

This is this and that is that."

"A Triangle: I feel like there's me, then in one direction I have my family and friends, and the other direction I have school and career."

"A Rectangle: I like everything in its slot like a square, 

but feel stretched a little."

And my response~

"A Circle: Everything moves in circles.  Circles of friends, circle time (preschool)

circle of life, circle of seasons etc."

That big ol' circle hanging in the sky last night

(to its fullest tonight)

has served as a reminder to me 

that it's all circular.

We can't isolate ourselves,

can't shut down part of an economy,

tread on part of our rights,

take away part of our lives,

without effecting 

everyone we know and love,

without effecting

every business we patronize and the workers who run it,

without effecting

all of our rights equally,

without effecting

our life as a whole.

This is not a gloomy thought, but a beautiful one.

There is a beauty in this age we have.

We have more knowledge now than at any time in history,

or. . . . as it goes, in our youth.

I am grateful for my years,

for the love of my friends and family,

my "wealth" (be it what it is:-),

my rights, 

my life as a whole.

Yep, that globe hanging there in the Heavens

amidst those twinkling stars

is moon beauty.

She's seen so much more than I can comprehend.

And yet she shines.

What an example to all of us "youngsters by comparison."

I appreciate her light and reflection

and her continuance.

We too will continue.

We might follow her example to shine our best

and radiate the love and beauty we have.

Now, wouldn't that be beautiful?

Wishing each of you a very Happy Easter

this upcoming Sunday.

I hope you find beauty in your day,

and night ;-)

A Funny Easter Story

This little story begins many years ago
in the country outside of a small rural town.
There lived a family who worked a dairy.
In addition to the cows, 
there were chickens, rabbits, dogs
and a billy goat that was the pet of the little boy.
This was the typical rural family:
father, mother, daughter, and son.

(source)
One Easter Sunday,
there was another family,a city family, that came to visit 'the farm'
and have Easter dinner.
They were all looking forward to the day.
Upon arrival, the son of the city family
raced out of the car and asked to see the rabbits.
Son of the rural family obliged
and asked what the excitement was all about.
The other boy exclaimed earnestly,
"I want to see if the bunnies laid any Easter eggs."
The farm boy then called him stupid
and informed him that rabbits do not lay eggs.
There may have been a bit of a scuffle at this point.
The farm boy proceeded to get in trouble.
It rather put a damper on the excitement of the day.

That is just one of the stories my grandmother tells of my father.
Dad will still respond, "Stupid kid."
My dad is not a mean person, just factual.

Dad was one of those kids who kept life exciting.
There are many many more, but I thought this one was fitting
for the season.
It does awaken one to the marketing that the American industry adopts.
Why isn't it the Easter chicken if we are to use their eggs?
And, why not a cross rather than eggs & bunnies?
It's a bit perplexing if you ask me.
Regardless, the family story still brings a laugh.

Until next time,
Nimble Fingers and Even Stitches 

Spring...Please

Oh, whoa is me.

(those are actually marble eggs - wish I would have bought
more when I had the chance.)
I am so ready for spring.

It's been dreary and cold and blowing sideways.
The last two mornings, we have awaken to more snow.

So while at the store day before yesterday,
I saw they had beautiful tulips.
There were yellow, purple, white, and fuchsia.

I got the purple ones.
I needed the cheeriness so they are on my table
where I can see them all the time.
So here's wishing you all a warm, cheery, and
most perfectly pleasant spring.

Until next time,
Nimble Fingers & Even Stitches 

The Chicken or The Egg

Oh, let's just say the egg.

I have eggs, but probably won't get more chickens

until next year after we build a new coop.

It began with a mess on my table.

It's too embarrassing to show the whole table. 

I tried several different techniques - I like these and

have one other set that are in process that I like.

A couple sets are going in the rubbish bin. 

It's fun to play and experiment so will keep at it.

Have a beautiful day.

Until next time,

Nimble Fingers & Even Stitches

"Yum," said the bunny.

Oh what fun!

I did get a few fun things done this weekend.

These will be listed in my etsy shop in about 5 minutes.  It was fun

making a mess in the kitchen.

I also made a couple mushrooms for my mantel.

I had fun just playing and

experimenting.

I love the lore that

surrounds

St. Patrick's Day.

It is so whimsical.

Easter is rather early

this year so it seems

as though they

kinda run into each other.

I don't like

to rush the holidays

so I will have a couple

mushrooms and

maybe a little gold

around until after

the 17th.

Then I will bring out the

bunnies.

Have a beautiful day.

Until next time,

Nimble Fingers and Even Stitches