glorious VeniceFlorenceFlorence's Ponte VecchioFlorenceI find myself going back to my pictures of Italy to immerse myself in the memories of warmth and sunshine, that so permeated our trip there. As more snow falls outside, I can always return to these, to help me through what is becoming a rather long and seemingly endless winter. Dreaming [...]
The lovely island of Burano is a short boat ride from Venice but definitely a trip back in time. Known for its hand stitched lace; this was one of the few spots, while on our trip, that I found fiber inspiration. The little lace making ladies looked so serene and peaceful, I'm not sure why, [...]
Burano IslandA beautiful island near Venice; simple, peaceful and unabashedly colorful. The houses are brightly colored, to guide the fisherman home through the fog. This place touched my soul with its gentle beauty.
This week we have returned from a once in a life time trip to Italy, with the whole family; and packed our oldest daughter off to college. I find myself somewhat in shock from both. It has been something of a culture shock coming back to our small town after seeing the aged beauty in [...]
The new year starts out with a quiet beauty. My morning walk was a chilly 16 degrees below zero. Makes me thankful for my healthy family and warm home; all still peacefully sleeping when I return.
snow ribbonOur snow puppy seems to be enjoying her first winter. She usually comes in looking like a snowball on legs.
favorite fall pic, originally uploaded by kindred threads.I thought that I would share with you what has always been one of my favorite pictures. It makes me want to sit by the side of the road and fill a canvas with color. Not that I have painted anything but set scenery for many a year. [...]
From Blogger PicturesFrom Blogger PicturesFrom Blogger PicturesFrom Kindred ThreadsFall is apple season in south western Wisconsin and the Gays Mills orchards are a feast for the senses.
Spring brings new beginnings, fresh starts, abundant life and hope for a better world.
Seems like everything has gone into a waiting phase. Waiting for color, and warmth and the smell of dirt from the first rain. This black and white winter world has its own peaceful beauty but I am becoming impatient for a change. The trials of country living and having a very steep driveway have made [...]
