tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45003623196830983242024-03-13T11:33:57.476-04:00Earth Themes Studio: Visiting FriendsAn inspired JourneyMary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.comBlogger51125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-9158180079688923362018-09-01T19:46:00.002-04:002018-09-01T19:54:34.804-04:00Im still here, I think, are you?
I'm still here, I think, are you?It's been quite a while since I posted last and I am remiss. After the death of my daughter Leah, in July of 2016, then my Uncle Travis, then my daughters father and ex Doug, I've been readjusting, mourning, readjusting some more. Yes there are certainly 5 stages of grief, not necessarily in an order, and often repeated. I am strong. I am most comfortable in theMary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-15072233719949145332017-02-15T14:22:00.001-05:002017-02-15T14:22:05.489-05:00Meet Lucy!
Meet Lucy, our new family member! Rescued from the pound, this beautiful 2.7 yr old mixed breed is the perfect little lady. Apparently already housebroken, fixed, and knows basic commands, we feel blessed and loved. She is interested in all that goes on, and participates however she can. The cats have adjusted nicely to her accepting temprament. Its going to be a fun spring!
Mary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-81048697183315428462016-10-10T06:00:00.001-04:002017-02-15T14:27:32.094-05:00Fall Holiday Art, Craft and Bake Sale! It is Fall! It is time for all the wonderful things that go with it, Fairs, Festivals, Halloween, Thanksgiving, Fun Family Times. A perfect time to gather a few artist friends and have an event to mark the opening of my little back porch studio!
Five days before the event, I can't sleep and am asking myself "are you nuts?"
Just got back into town from helping a friend in Mary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-88641896562949402852015-02-06T12:42:00.000-05:002015-02-07T16:22:16.784-05:00Change is inevitable and some changes are good. My husband is retiring. We lived in a parsonage. Where do we want to live? Our parents are gone, our children grown, his grandchildren grown, my grandchildren both grown and young and here in Indiana. We like our small town. We have been here for 15 years. We have ties here- so the search for a house began. I got on line and realized the house I Mary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-32916879672085902832014-09-20T20:20:00.000-04:002015-02-07T16:27:50.500-05:00Renewal, Redirect, Refocus
What is a Vacation?
A place not like home
Something that Challenges you
and gives you a different perspective....
Appreciation of Nature' Magnificence
My husband is retiring, our life is changing, it is time to be creative in a whole new way. I pray it is freeing, for us both. That what we have put aside of necessity, might be picked up and savored. I hope to paint, write, Mary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-88288277447974383402013-01-15T07:47:00.003-05:002015-02-07T16:12:25.683-05:00Granny, The Seed Catalogs Are Here
My Granny loved to garden. In her unflattering but practical outfit for hot Tennessee weather, her pride did not forbid a smile and a photo taken. Granny would be amazed at the changes time has wrought: that we pay for water, or air for that matter to inflate our tires, that a great majority of her old standby seed companies are owned by a big mega company. She and her husband -my Daddy Ben Mary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-91911677250051063932012-07-27T11:36:00.002-04:002015-02-07T16:15:21.145-05:00Take The Children Outside
Take the Children Outside
Take the children outside
It is their great salvation
for corporations don't care for them
government uses them
many, lie to them
but the creator never lies
the lessons are honest, obvious
it is their real home
it is where they came from and where they will return to
the earth teaches her own
no agenda but honesty
no agenda but loveMary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-30931437946683876082012-06-16T19:28:00.003-04:002015-02-07T16:16:42.683-05:00The Parsonage Garden....is
.....an evolving healing place where lessons from plants come most every day. This is Bee Balm. The bee's love it. They never bother you when it is in bloom because they are so happy that it is there. From the mint family it is also called oswego tea. I know you can make a mild tea of the leaves, but I havent yet. I am studying each plant a little at a time both for culinary and medicinal Mary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-50939315706664097902012-01-18T21:49:00.018-05:002015-02-07T16:26:18.017-05:00Re-Inventing Yourself To Serve
Once upon a time I got complacent. Tooling along like I had always done, blaming getting old for hum-drum lack of energy, brain mush, slowing down... Then I met Flo, while home-schooling my grandson, Andy. When Andy graduated she called... "There's an EMT class opening up, do you think Andy might be interested?" Hmmmmm. We went. He registered, I "audited". Then I met Lynn
Lynn with son Mary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-42488064272226112092011-08-03T14:14:00.002-04:002015-02-07T16:18:53.897-05:00Plant Cuttings and Pretty Rocks
Three generations of Women, Grandmother Goodwin, Myself, and daughter Leah. What traits have been shared? Gardening and growing-collecting natural things. Grandmamma started any cutting she wanted in rich dirt, under a fruit jar in dappled shade. By example she taught you don't have to have a lot of money to have an extensive plant collection- you just have to have good friends, share, go Mary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-58841288624530770552011-08-03T13:58:00.002-04:002011-08-03T14:03:27.196-04:00ComfortComfort and Joy can be found in fleeting moments and reflected in those around you. It allows time for the observant, to take a deep breath, suck in that satisfaction, and give your whole being a lift. Eleanor "Roosevelt", normally the most active and stubborn of the cats seems to know when to give- so here is her giftMary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-13745822382338664752011-07-22T09:36:00.002-04:002011-07-22T10:12:52.567-04:00Prairie ConeflowerI bought this plant 3 years ago at the Friends of Mounds State Park Native Plant Sale. Needing plants for my back yard habitat, I figured it was just the thing, but I forgot where I planted it, and Scout dog loves to pull up plant markers... Hind site, last year I pulled it up cause at 3' tall nothing happened and it looked like a weed. This year, out of curiosity I let the "weed" grow to see howMary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-58550001644307620702011-07-21T07:49:00.004-04:002011-07-21T07:57:57.599-04:00SUMMER SIZZLESI can't do much to change the weather, and I knew it would come blasting in but WOW !So hats of to pre-steamed veggies, straight from the garden, little kids and pools, and life going on no matter what. May you all stay safe and cool, and watch out for road hazards like this guyMary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-21878603262657864402011-02-14T21:55:00.005-05:002011-02-14T22:06:24.107-05:00Snow Gives WayCan it win? After we are amazed and awed, the novelty fading. We must get OUT. What for? Not sure, what is tomorrow's forecast?Are you kidding me?But i just had this figured out....Mary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-16957906879531431052010-12-28T12:49:00.004-05:002010-12-28T13:04:13.634-05:00Christmas PlayRemember the Christmas pagents when you were a child? Ever been in one? I was in one, in kindergarten. I had to be a shepherd. That wasen't bad but the fabric for the costume looked ugly to me. grey and black striped wool sort of stuff.That is what shepherds wear, I was told. OK. So what do I say? You dont say anything you just point your shepherd's crook at the star. What star? That tinsel thingMary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-49113472292493658812010-11-02T12:21:00.003-04:002010-11-02T12:48:25.802-04:00Flowing Stream on The Blue Ridge ParkwayWe drove up on the parkway the day after my mother-in-laws funeral, in the rain. To get perspective, to honor 95 years of a giving, loving woman. This stream reminded me of the seasons. the passing of time, the end of one era, the promise of another.Mary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-54251712210048317482010-10-14T16:51:00.003-04:002010-10-14T17:03:58.529-04:00VOLUNTEER PUMPKINSI love volunteers. They are the masters of surprise. Last winter I catapulted the 2 rotten halloween pumpkins to the end of the compost bin. The birds enjoyed the seed feast as intended, but they must have missed some...accidentally or on purpose, it was a good thing. There were 4 as a result, 2 little ones and 2 big ones. It was fun watching them turn from green to orange. It was wild how the Mary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-78919994084568373992010-07-21T17:43:00.005-04:002011-02-14T21:40:35.536-05:00Got Plums ? Our two plum trees were stressed. Ant wounds on the trunk that ran deep and oozy led to their assumption of a last hurrah. They bloomed and produced with abandon. Many branches died, others filled to breaking with fruit. I mixed up a cocktail of dish soap and canola oil and liberally sprayed on the trunk. Do not despair I whispered, just hang on and if this doesnt work I will get a professionalMary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-10791340191743834902009-12-20T23:58:00.013-05:002009-12-21T00:10:38.223-05:00Holiday Snow Beginning at our house PeaceMary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-2868721507114348432009-12-15T10:06:00.008-05:002011-02-14T21:41:33.393-05:00Sorrow at ChristmasMany members of my family through the years, have died at Christmas time. The most difficult it seemed was my younger sister Trish. A normal time of getting ready for church the day after Christmas in 1965 was turned into a nightmare by her totally unexpected brain hemorrhage. Stunned beyond belief, our brightest and best torn from us, we struggled through the holiday season each following year. Mary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-26396042325890228372009-11-02T21:12:00.011-05:002011-02-14T21:49:49.759-05:00Indiana Fall, the last HuzzahI am always surprised in the fall. It's not like I don't know what is coming, but every year when I look at that clear blue sky and those vibrant sighs from the trees, I am in awe all over again.When my season is changingand it's time to shed my last bit of colorI want to startle and amaze just one timemaking people thinkof the source of allMary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-14489498834159635282009-09-15T11:01:00.009-04:002011-02-14T21:54:33.781-05:00Knitting and FibersI have to brag on my sister Catherine.She is so talented and so creative and is in business, at home. As a self employed cottage industry of authorship of knitting books, home manufactured tools and instructions, the designer of the now famous spindolyn, (a new drop spindle for spinning) and a fiber artist one wonders if she ever sleeps. http://www.knittinganyway.com/The small farm alone is a Mary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-91206067842843920802009-08-30T22:33:00.002-04:002009-08-30T22:52:15.356-04:00The Kitten FairyLife comes at you fast. One minute you are the proud human of three adult cats, well cared for, sterile, complacent and satisfied (one supposes) And the very next minute The Kitten Fairy comes- out of the blue, depositing one in the front yard and one in the back. No mother, no other kittens, smelling of old dog house, but otherwise healthy. It's a mystery and it will remain so. They are a lot ofMary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-53135082142119049482009-07-25T00:15:00.009-04:002009-07-25T00:41:40.951-04:00White HollyhockThis Hollyhock just appeared one day. I have other colors, but I believe this one came from the old parsonage yard where the church parking lot now is and was bulldozed to the edge of the exhisting parsonage. This morning's sun was too beautiful not to capture blooms in the yard...The birds always watch to see what is going on, and patiently wait for me to find their faces again after zooming in Mary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4500362319683098324.post-9302865426229185102009-07-10T13:09:00.006-04:002009-07-10T13:58:15.866-04:00Simple FountainFound a large basin type shell at a yard sale today for $1.00. It was just what I needed to add an extra spill way and to provide the birds a place to drink. A 25 gallon tub, old black plastic sled (the shallow type) Rocks from home, NC, and various expeditions provide flow and sound. Conch shells from VA, freshwater driftwood from TN, 7 goldfish @ 27 cents each, and a $9.95 pump from harbor Mary Powellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04185291206250636714noreply@blogger.com0