My Grama's Soul

Part of celebrating Memorial Day...is having memories. Sophie we will ALWAYS miss you!! Jo

O.K......I admit it, I have started reading the obituaries in our daily paper.  I think people can be separated into two groups.....those that do.....and those that don't.  I'm a do....and actually enjoy doing this little task daily. I come across old friends I've lost track of over the years.  Old neighbors from long, long ago and many, many other interesting people. In fact, there are quite a few I really wish I would have known while they were alive. There was an article in today's Wall Street Journal about the writing of  "obits"..and how some people actually "TELL THE TRUTH" about the one's who have passed.  You know the one's....who are tightwads, selfish, quarrelsome, nasty....the list could go on forever.  However, in the majority of "obits" the loved one is KING OR QUEEN FOR A DAY and most of us leave it at that. I'm actually thinking of writing my own "obit" before I pass....that way...

the death of my beautiful son....WILLIAM SCOTT KLEIN.  He had a huge heart and lived with a deadly disease.  He passed on January 9, 2015...he was 47. THE ANGELS ARE CRYING......... AND SO ARE WE............

Dusk is the most perfect time of day... The bees have done their work The birds have temporarily ceased  their songs The ripples in the bird bath have faded to just a stir It feels as if the earth has just taken its last inhale of the day and let its breath out slowly and ever so silently..as though to say.  Ahhhh...all is well Now the night can do the work it does while the sun does its work somewhere else. Rest will come knowing rhythms and cycles continue on  Day to night Night to day Nothing complicated....just simplicity... and continuity Be restful sweet friends Jo

I'm afraid I'm the sort of gal who can never leave well enough alone.  (O: Anytime I find something I love to incorporate in our home...I end up changing it in some way. These pieces are things we have had for quite sometime and I wanted to give them a little different feel. The Mola above was purchased in Panama in the 60's while I lived down there with my first husband.  I had the old frame laying around...it was an antique gold.  I thought it would be more striking painted a dark, dark bluish purple.  Completely changes the feel of the thing. This old funky mirror was actually in a pile of junk.  The frame was silver..but I loved the funky look of it.  Brought it home, glued the small mirror in the center and painted the frame that same moroccan blue.  Looks so much more interesting. And finally this old lampshade...it has been a million different colors as I paint it whenever the mood strikes.  Blue again~...