Share your love, your joy, and the things you have learned on your journey
This will be somebody else’s courage.
Travel the world and feel every moment of the experience.
Love with passion, give freely, take with grace.
Speak honestly, walk with pride and learn constantly.
Once you have the tools, you can build the life you dream of.
The alarm rang at 5.30am and shocked me into reality. I stretched my legs, were they still hurting from walking for hours on that hard cement floor the previous day. That darn floor always jumps up and grabs me. “No, they are still attached” I mumbled so I figured I’d made it through to today. A little numb from sleep saturation, I dressed hurriedly. The clothes were ironed and hanging from the wardrobe door, (even down to the compulsory scarf) in anticipation of an early start. Lisa had woken through the night and had written a list of things we needed to take with us for the day and I had made a mental note, so we both sanctimoniously congratulated ourselves on our organisational skills (that later fell in a heap) The 12 mile drive to the city of Alamogordo was accompanied by Mozart, the sun tipped the mountains to the right and the sky was mellow and the shadows long. We picked up Ricky and headed to the Old water tower in the centre …
Preparation for travel is always part of the excitement of taking a journey. I personally prepare my cases after unpacking the last trip. Clean them, wash the covers and the pods you store your clothes in and put them back in the case in preparation for the following trip. Whoops but this time I can’t find my big old green case weigher…. or whatever you call it. I’ve had it for about 12 years…but somehow it has not been put back in the right place after my last return (which by the way was only 4 weeks ago) Packing the cases, means extending the imagination as you do so. What to wear on each occasion, and then maybe a few spare interesting outfits, but at least I won’t need winter clothes this time, it’s going to be hot, hot, hot, just as I like it. On this trip I’ll even get a little down time with friends and for me that means shorts and T’s, and no responsibilities for a few days at least. …
Being anonymous is wonderful. I don’t have to share my life story at lunch or dinner. It’s very flattering some times but after 10 days I long for a quiet place and here in my home base in NM I can do that. Besides I’m staying with my best friend and we just enjoy interesting things together like photography, art and travel.
Travel with me.
When I was eleven, a friend of my Mothers showed me pictures of the Taj Mahal, she had visited as a travel agent and my imagination went wild… I will never forget that afternoon its still very vivid in my mind. How could I imagine that I, a poor shy kid for the suburbs would be able to visit it… Well here I am and I’m going to enjoy every minute.
Sharing the art of Sue Spargo.
I’s almost upon us, the most memorable event in the Quilting Calendar.
It is the day before the quilt show begins, all is in readiness, the show is up, the vendors prepared and the participants excited and nervous.
We have 26 Grandchildren. The Grandies we call them. Many of them are now adults, but a many of the younger group have spent a lot of time in the studio with me simply because they love to sew/craft. Miss Tilly Lived with us in her early life and grew up ‘working’ in the studio as she called it. I took this video when she was 4, now she’s 11, but it’s still so precious. I found it going through some old files today and I just sat and smiled. Fabulous memories. I’ll let it speak for itself. Its just the simple art of sharing your ideas with your Grandies with no strings attached. Mummy’s Hat by Miss Tilly from holland on Vimeo.
