hippie chick :: summer revival

Final weeks :: Capturing memories

and so it goes

the days begin to shorten

dew heavy on the blades of grass

 cool northerly winds do blow

and 

the apple replaces the peach

and i look to the sky

with its low hanging clouds

colorful changes

a shifting has occurred

once again

sneaking its way into my heart

but not without

melancholy

not without noticing

the few reminders

that linger

and inspiration takes hold

as i attempt 

to hold on

inspiration

drawn from nature

 textures around me

hand crocheted doilies

passed on to me

(thanks, mom)

handiwork

that beckons to get

noticed

macrame hammock

like tripping on a stone

catching my attention

purl bee

provides a way

for me to

capture 

hold onto a little longer

preserve

a memory

inspired by Margaret Oomen's

little sea urchin

crochet covered sea stones

or in this case

Lake Michigan

where the waves touched my toes

and the stones

called to be gathered

and came to rest

in my garden

until this day

when I took pearl cotton

and a hook

to create a wee holding basket

a little nesting spot

to house

the memory

and create a new one

as I chain along

enhancing beauty

giving it a second look

as it sits upon my desk

as a paper weight perhaps

in the middle of winter

and

remembering

a day at the 

beach

holding on loosely

for it is

the ebb and flow

of the seasons

and i will find 

joy

within each day ahead

but until then

i will revel in these

last days of

summer.