#6pointedstar

[katemustsew-blog]

This is my six pointed diamond star for Week 7 of the #fussycuttingsewalong #hosted by @naomialicec lines in the round. fabric by Zandra Rhodes and Nel Whatmore . #fussycutting #fussycuttingsewalong #6pointedstar #starflower #epp #englishpaperpiecing #englishpaperpiecingeverywhere #handsewing https://www.instagram.com/p/BuROw_EHAVL/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=nvilpd9dkpsv

[katemustsew-blog]

This is my #fussycutting #6pointedstar for week six of the #fussycuttingsewalong hosted by @naomialicec I have gone classic hearts ♥️ for freestyle love week! #epp #englishpaperpiecing #love #hearts #60degreediamonds #starflower https://www.instagram.com/p/BuOmkUIHaYl/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=16g9ttrj82jh8

[tiagohands]

Woven unicursal hexagram, by Tiago Hands.

[liveatthecube]

like electricity arcing

Often I find it difficult to concentrate on one thing. Maybe it is a condition of the Information Age, maybe it is just me being anxious. Sometimes I can channel it into a creative outlet and write for hours. Other times I find it impossible to hold my thoughts on a single subject. Ideas jump one to the next like electricity arcing from one conductor to another. I practice meditating where I try to empty my mind of all thought.

At the office I use two flat screen monitors of two different sizes. Next to the right side monitor, I have a tiny rear view mirror. It’s convex so I can see who is coming up behind me. I sit facing a windowless wall. Said wall is approximately 30 inches from where I sit in my chair at my desk. 11 people sit behind me, also facing the wall in a windowless room. The only exit from the room is directly behind me by about seven meters. I’ll never see it coming.

Sometimes on my way home from work I stop at my favorite coffee shop to get a piping hot cuppa - more of a necessity in the cold months. I do relish that warming sensation from the beverage. Though sometimes chatting with the baristas is the only social interaction I have all day besides being with my dogs at home.

Monday through Friday I drive a fairly short commute to and from work. It’s roughly five miles one way, which takes about eight minutes. Once I arrive, it takes me anywhere from 10-15 minutes to get to my office from the parking lot after going through security checkpoints and riding the shuttle to my building. This is time I spend at work for which I don’t get paid.

If weather conditions permit, I like to do long walks in the woods. I especially love trees and consider them quite magickal. I find that if I set aside time to shut out the digital world and let in the sights and sounds of the natural world, I am filled with hope and inner calm. The more I see of this planet, the more I am filled with awe, joy, ecstasy.

On Sundays around noon I like a good brunch with friends, coffee, freshly made to order omelets, and mimosas. It’s a good way to catch up on the week’s events.

[architecturalsavannah-blog]

#agudathachim #cornerstone from the #1940 building on #draytonstreet (you can see my photo of the older building if you look at the first hashtag). The upper cornerstone is from the current #1971 #synagogue at #9leeboulevard. #starofdavid #6pointedstar #savannaharchitecture (at Congregation Agudath Achim)

[liveatthecube]

your tiny house

On the weekends as I wake up, I wonder for a brief moment why I didn’t hear the alarm clock. Then I remember it’s the weekend. Then I wish I could wake up like this every day.

Every time I come home there is a cacophony for about five minutes while my dogs greet me with waggling bodies and happy whines, and I realize before I go to change clothes or fix a drink or check my email, I want to prolong this moment just a little longer.

Often I’ll arrive somewhere, park my car, and sit in it before getting out while I finish a phone call. I just feel weird walking around with my hand stuck to the side of my head all the time.

Sometimes I rush while I drive, weaving through traffic and accelerating through yellow lights. Then I look around. The cars I passed before are all coming up on the same red light I got to sixty seconds ago, and have been waiting at for thirty seconds.

I look forward to Fridays the most because that’s when I go to the neighborhood pub and see people I only see on Fridays at the neighborhood pub. Catching up over a gin + tonic and bouts of pinball once a week is a type of therapy.

I love to travel because not only do I get to see mysterious, exotic, and beautiful places, but I also get to come home to what I’ve been away from, which are the very few things I love more than travel.

I have a tiny house and it’s half-falling down, but every day it’s filled with dancing, laughter, dog-singing, piano playing, contemplation, ball chasing, dog boxing, recorded music blaring throughout, feasting, imbibing, or any combination thereof.