Small Steps

To get back into the swing of crafting, I started small last night. Organizing my embroidery threads. Here is some of them here. Those large spools on the top right hand corner are wool threads that I was given when a elderly friend of the family passed away. I hoard them carefully and have only used them a few times. Always looking for that perfect project that will lovingly show them off. There colours are brillant still. I had to by some more floss bobbins to finish up this task tonight. a great way to justify a little TV watching.

Um..... 8 Months?

Hi, I say sheepishly.

I do exist. Just did not exist in blogville for a while. Can't even say why really. I guess what I needed was "out there". I miss it in "here" though.

I was pretty creative here and there. Sold some jewellery. Helped to pay for a trip to the Dominicain Republic we took this past week with Hubby, Lina and myself.

My mind has been flowing in other streams for a while I guess.

Many thanks to Angharad. Girl, I know you checked up on me and I can't tell you how much that meant to me. I was just lost for a little while. I looked at your kind inquiry many times, and I just didn't know how to respond. I know, I could have just said hi, but somehow, I had no voice.

I don't know what I expected from blogging. I found a community, wonderful people, like minded people, I never seem to meet outside of blogging. But for a while, I guess I needed a little grounding. I was spending WAY to much time blogging or reading blogs and lost touch I guess with the world where others don't know me as well. Maybe I closed off a little of myself to non-bloggers when I should have been trying harder to keep myself open to them, even though I don't find much in common with them.

Now that I look back at the length of time I've been gone from here, I realise what it is that bothered me most about not blogging. Blogging has been recording my creative life. 8 months without that record and I guess I kind of feel sad that this record of events as they occur is somehow lost in a way.

I guess without having recoginzed it before that a need to create a record of my life is exactly why I started blogging.

Anyway. A lot can happen in 8 months. Alot has. But I guess I need to start recording my life again. So here I am.