The wolf full moon was hard to sleep with. I was awake so many times in the middle of the night I gave up on sleep early and started the day staring at things in process.
this morning at the salt marsh
I find that I am holding my breath more and more as this new year unfolds. The news, the insanity, the stupidity, hate and lies. And I have tears for so much loss, so much terror, so much change that is in process, is coming and there are no road blo
This winter I have a room, with a door, to work in, It's so nice to have the space to spread out, close off, and hang a work in progress to study as I do Qi Gong.
Camellias on an afternoon break/walk. Folks are a bit concerned about the cold...it's 49 today and going down to 29 tonight. At my home it is 23 going down to 14.
Not in Maine again...this time I'm in Isle of Hope (Savannah), Georgia. Walking the trails at Wormsloe Historic Site with Fennel looking at the live oaks, Spanish moss and wetlands. Not as many armadillos, alligators, or ibis as there are in St. Mary
Yesterday we updated the porch of MAE! Don't miss Wendy's Solstice party this Friday afternoon.
Last week I wrapped up making this 'quilt' for Island Readers & Writers. Check them out @islandreaderswriters
Last week we did a thing...#maebluehill. This winter we are surrounded by beauty and bounty. Our new location, at Mainescape, has offered us a safe harbor to settle and open our doors to our dear community. This fall as we thought ahead to the holid
When fear grips me I take a moment to envision Kamala Harris' inauguration.
In honor of my elders...these are the gravestones for my great grandmother Bertha and great-great grandmother Nancy. Many Emerys are buried in the Grove Cemetery in Belfast.
In early October @maebluehill asked me to come to Blue Hill and photograph a few items for a tiny 'edit'...Nothing with MAE is ever small or basic. How could it be, it's Wendy and Grayson with a cottage full of sumptuous textiles, home goods, and jew
A quick trip up north of Quebec City last week. I stayed in a floating cabin, watched it rain a great deal, walked with Miss Fennel and basked in the quiet.
Fall has arrived.
Fennel's favorite place is Sage Point on Deer Isle. She ran herself ragged on Monday while we set out all of the plants for the new installation.
sweet peas on the willow lodge