Ode to Art

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My mother bid Art into my life as she prayed over her ‘babe in womb’—“if the child is a girl let her sing”—then sang excerpts of her favorite arias for my lullabies that wove a musical cloth into my bunting. … Continue reading →

The Defining Moment

I am often asked, “When did you start singing?” The answer depends on what you might believe to be most accurate. My mother tells me that when she was pregnant with me she prayed the baby would sing. After my birth, my mother sang arias from her favorite opera’s for my lullaby’s and my father sang country tunes to me after he returned home from serving in the US Navy during WWII.

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Respect and Remember

The expense human carnage.

I’m 90!

Me: Mom, remember we had a 95th birthday party at Albertina’s?

Ring of Kerry Shawlette Lessons

Lesson 1:

I’ve read that ‘your hands will know the way’, but I’m here to tell you, ‘hand intuition’ isn’t exactly intuitive!

Stay Tuned

May 2, 2023

Do every act of your life as if it were your last. Marcus Aurelius (121-180)

Nine years…..remember when you used to call me the day after arriving at your destination on a biz trip and ask, “Do you miss me?” And I’d say, “You haven’t been gone long enough to miss you.” Well, guess what? I MISS YOU!

My 5 Everyday things that bring me happiness

Daily writing prompt

What are 5 everyday things that bring you happiness?

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Making Wishes

Coffee

Crocheting

Laughing

Family

What are 5 everyday things that bring you happiness?

Ring of Kerry Shawlette

As with my cars, I have elected to title my Irish Crochet Lace Shawlette-RING OF KERRY

The Next Time You’re in Manhatten

I’ve been thinking a lot about songs that are written that reflect locations or colloquialism of the day. Good examples are Easter Parade and Dear Mr. Gable and I’ll Take Manhattan

Tossing Up Confetti

Once upon a time,
When women were birds,
There was the simple understanding
That to sing at dawn
And to sing at dusk
Was to heal the world through joy.
The birds still remember what we have forgotten,
That the world is meant to be celebrated.
– Terry Tempest Williams, When Women Were Birds
Art by Jennifer Lommers

Spring Drama!

I recall my son being 3 yrs old and I had been struggling with bronchitis for 3 months.