Tuesday, August 14, 2018

Soon enough

Our nearly-two-week road trip wasn't exactly what we had planned. It was supposed to be an expansion of our 2500 mile Triangulation journey in 2014, which took us from San Marcos to Santa Fe to St Louis and back. The 2018 version was going to be a 3500 mile jaunt from San Marcos to Taos to Glenwood Springs, Colorado to St Louis and back. Epic.

Then this happened ...


5:00 on a Thursday afternoon in the high desert of New Mexico our car died 30+ miles outside of Taos ...


on the edge of the Rio Grande gorge ...


We had one bar of AT&T service and 9% battery power on the cell phone ... just enough to contact Honda Roadside Assistance. A tow truck was dispatched. We were told it might take a while.

So we waited. And reflected on how we had gotten into the mess we were in. How the LOOSE GRAVEL signage on 84 leading into the Sangre de Cristo mountains the day before had portended a bit more than the quarter-sized ding we got in our windshield. Apparently the gravel storm kicked up by an 18-wheeler going 65 mph in the opposite lane had punched a hole in our radiator as well.

So it was that our decision to cross the bridge ...


over the Rio Grande ...


and then take the long way back, turned into a travel saga.

At least we had nice scenery to while away the hours (three of them all told) although it was concerning that a storm appeared to be gathering on the rim ...


Fortunately, the storm never made it to us, but a tow truck from Espanola did ...


While driving us back, the driver regaled us with tales of his car repossession adventures (which included getting shot), recommended what turned out to be a great car repair place in Taos (which was closed at 8:30 pm, but fortunately had a night drop box) and then brought us safely to our B&B.

The rest is a story for another day ... or two or three.

Monday, July 30, 2018

Of mothers and daughters

A note before posting: It is an honor to be invited into someone's personal story. I will be forever grateful that I was entrusted with this story and its telling here.

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My older daughter's close friend, Danielle, asked if I could make something for her brother's wedding.

The bride wanted to have a label made for the groom's tie with something from his mother's wedding gown. A request made more poignant as Danielle and her brothers lost their mom when they were quite young.

Danielle wondered if I could do that, and likewise make a label for the bride's wedding gown. 

Yes and yes ... although as the project progressed, the bride's label became a handkerchief instead, the project written about in Past is prologue.

As I stitched, I asked Danielle if she could send a picture of her mom wearing the wedding gown I was working with ...


A gown so much like my own ... vintage 1970s chiffon, long sleeves, and simple lace. Her mother's smile.

Next I asked the spelling of her mother's name, to which Danielle replied ...


Jackie carried daisies, as did the lace on her gown ...


a gown edged in lace that magically morphed into a "J," the groom's first initial ...


And so I stitched a bit of lace to the fragile chiffon, turning under the edges and securing them with silken overcast stitches for the groom's tie label ...


Then attached lace daisies to the bride's handkerchief and stitched eyelet initials and the date to commemorate their wedding ...


And finally, for Danielle, stitched the name she shares with her mother and her daughter ...


onto a handkerchief for her to carry when her 6 year-old son and 1 year-old daughter serve as attendants in their uncle's wedding ...


Three gifts ...


made with love for a wonderful family ...

Danielle and Charlotte Therese


Sunday, July 29, 2018

Page 5 of Moon Myth

Fiona made a wonderful comment about this story growing along with the moon. Totally unintentional on my part, as the best metaphors usually are.

This two-day old moon is part of another Outer Banks memory ...

Rain stitched with Deb Lacativa's thread in shades of gray (I just ordered more)

with an added bit of story as it was stitched with some of the silk I purchased for the wedding handkerchief project. More on that tomorrow.

Saturday, July 28, 2018

Two more bases and a full moon rising

The bases have been stitched for page 6,  waxing crescent ...


which will face page 7, waxing quarter ...


The colors in these pictures aren't true, but since they're just placeholders, I won't obsess.

And last night, I caught sight of the rising full moon from our front window. The view blocked by trees, I wandered down the driveway (about the length of a football field) and up the street (another football field or two) until I reached an unobstructed bit of horizon.

The color had already washed out of the road and trees around me, but the moon glowed golden in the twilit sky. Mars glimmered redly close by and as I walked back to the house, I noted Saturn and Jupiter strung like jewels across the darkening vault. Only the murmurings and rustlings of creatures in the gloaming (not to mention the lack of a proper flashlight) kept me from walking out to the floodplain. But surely Venus hung in the West, so it too will be a part of this nascent cloth ...